Casey was turning white. This was terrible, only twenty minutes. she didn't know how to get there on time, if only... Well, she would get in a whole heap of trouble if her dad found out, but there was a way. She ran into the livingroom and grabbed a set of keys, then got back to her room.<br/>"Al, you know where she is, I can't take both of you and I think you'll be the biggest help. No offence Ryan, but Al know her better, and well, you tend to freeze up. She pulled Al with her, threw a helmet to him. There was only one, so she had to do without. She took him out to the garage where a motorcycle stood.<br/>"I'm not licensed to drive it, but my father has shown me how. She opened the door and got on it, starting it op. It was a little to big for her, she could hardly touch the ground.<br/>"Hurry up Al, get on."