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“Bye” Isabelle called turning to go out the back door
River grunted in response, pulling her hood over her head. She tried to shove her way through the crowd to no avail, before backing up, her eyes flashing with annoyance. I'm getting out of here now, I don't care if they don't move. So she did the only logical thing.
She rammed into them full speed, sending multiple teenagers sprawling, and quickly raced off with a wicked grin on her face as angry shouts roared after her.
She soon found herself running along the sidewalk of the road, skidding in a turn around a curve and-- There! Her small white house sat with a large yard, several trees adorning the front yard.
As she opened the door, she was greeted by Trodaire's quiet yips, and she gave him a pat on the head. Dad must be in bed. Good. "Hey, quiet. I'm not dead." She purred, stumbling into her room and collapsing onto her bed.
 
Ooh, she could go with Whitnay, Connor and Jessica to Sonic?

"Hey mom, I'm riding Bossy down to the SOnic! Want me to get you Mozzerella Sticks?" Brooke called her mom on her phone. Her mom replied, "Yes please! Stay safe!"

Brooke went and tacked up bossy (Pics at the bottom {Guilty as charged})
She changed into her riding clothes, put her yr8 Charles Owen Sparkle helmet on, mounted up, and headed to the Sonic.

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River grunted in response, pulling her hood over her head. She tried to shove her way through the crowd to no avail, before backing up, her eyes flashing with annoyance. I'm getting out of here now, I don't care if they don't move. So she did the only logical thing.
She rammed into them full speed, sending multiple teenagers sprawling, and quickly raced off with a wicked grin on her face as angry shouts roared after her.
She soon found herself running along the sidewalk of the road, skidding in a turn around a curve and-- There! Her small white house sat with a large yard, several trees adorning the front yard.
As she opened the door, she was greeted by Trodaire's quiet yips, and she gave him a pat on the head. Dad must be in bed. Good. "Hey, quiet. I'm not dead." She purred, stumbling into her room and collapsing onto her bed.
Isabelle crept into her house on the other side of town. “Woody must be asleep” she breathed a sigh of relief. Woody was her cousins puppy who barks every time someone shows up. Woooooofffff a loud bark resounded around the house, Isabelle held in a groan. “Your late” Adell barked, she was in glossy red pjs and looked very annoyed. “Mum will want a chat in the morning” Adell flicked the lick and stomped back up the stairs
 

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