Paige looked through the windows of the closing shops as she passed them looking to see what they had to offer though she already knew. She had lived in New York since she was in 4th grade and had been going to central park the very day after her and her Dad had finished moving into their apartment and had been walking down this street every time she whent to and from the park. Paige had seen all the stores before but she always found herself peeking inside the windows o see what was going on.

Paige passed by a motorcycle shop and stopped to see what kinds of bikes they had on display. Her Father had bribed her to come with him on one of his business trips not to long ago with buying her her own Morotcycle so she had been looking around town for a possible one. Paige could see through an open door behind the displayed bikes a kid with white hair and orange eyes wokring on a Morotcycle in the back. Paige looked over the boy before looking at the Motorcycle he had been tinkering with then back to the kid. He seemed so strange but in an interesting way as oposed to a scary way.

Paige noticed the guy in the shop wave at some one. She looked behind her to see if he could be waving to anyone else be saw that everyone was busily scurrying around even at this hour. She turned back  and was about to wave back when another man, this one older, stuck his head out of a room blocking her view of the other guy in the shop. Paige wasn't going to wait around for the other to move just to wave back to the guy like a creeper so she turned away from the window and began walking again. A moment later her phone buzzed in her cargo pants pocket so she reached down to check and see who it was. The caller ID said Dad :P so she stepped off to the side of the sidewalk and flipped open the phone and held it to her ear.

"Hey Dad." Paige answered loud enough for him to hear her over the blaring of car horns in the background.

"Hey honey!" He replyed and Paige waited a moment for him to start talking.

"Uh...Dad?"she asked

"Whay? Oh yeah, I'm gonna be late getting home tonight. Liek maybe...a day or two..." He trailed off.

"Your going to be a day or two late...a day or two late." Paige repeated and she shook her head.

"I'm sorry I am but I have to go on this urgent business trip to Chicago. I left some money at home on the table for grocery's and maybe a little present aswell...I can't quite remember." Paige let out a small laugh know the last part about the present being a joke, "I'm only gone a day or two. I'll see you then."

"Fine bye Dad." Paige said a little less irritaed at her fathers sudden absence and she hung up the phone and slipped it into her pocket.

Paige woke up the next morning on the couch in the living room the T.V. still on from the night before. She sat up running a had through her hair with a wide yawn as she got up and walked into the kitchen to make a bowl of cerial. After she ate she got dressed and brushed her hair and her teeth and get ready to go to her part time job. She grabbed her bag and put her head phones around her neck as she walked out of the apartment and onto the bustling streets of New York.

((Erm sorry it's short.))

Paige opened the door to where she was currently working, the Fozen Yogurt place about 4-5 blocks away from her house. She got behind the counter and reluctantly went to the bathroom to change into her work uniform. A neon pink apron on top of a neon orange shirt with bright green letters with the shops name on it along with bright green pants, her own converse(still in need of repleacing) and a brightly colored ice cream cone on her head as a hat. She shoved her clothes into her locker before trudging out to the cash register and putting on a friendly smile as she greeted a costomer, "Hello and welcome to Froyo what would you like." She said as cheefully as she could muster.

Her fiend at the empty cash register next to her couldn't help but giggle a bit, "Someones happy this moring aren't they?" she asked. Paige glared at her but couldn't help but a smile a bit as she turned around to fill up a cone with the forzen yogurt the contomer wanted before turning back around to hand it to him in exchange for the money.

"I can tell you were up late last night. Why? Who was it whats his name where's he from and why havn't I heard of him?" The red head begged as she leaned her back against the cash register.

Paige couldn't help but laugh a bit," It's no one for starters and why would it have to be a guy? Maybe my cat died and I was up al night crying my eyes out."

"Oh sure it isn't and you don't even have a cat."

"You never know Marissa. You never know." Paige greeted the next costomer filled out the order and gave the costomer the froyo before taking the money and turning back to her friend Marissa, "It's a bike actually." Paige confessed.

"I though only three year olds ride bikes anymore." she teased.

Paige turned around from the frozen yogurt machiene a cone in each hand. She was look at the costomer when behind her was a guy riding swiftly down the street on a black motorcycle white whipping out behind him. Paige stopped and watch the spot where the guy used to be for a moment wondering if it might be the guy she saw last night in the shop. Well who else would have white hair and be on a motorcycle she thought but the costomer cut through her thoughts with a loud clearing of her throat and Paige shook her head walking up to the constomer," Sorry about that. And here you go." she said handing the cones over.

"What was that?" Marissa asked quietly.

"Nothing I just saw someone." Paige said.