Diana's P. O. V
"Why do you ride a bike?." I asked Trisha on our way to my house. I couldn't help but wonder why my arms felt so light, it really seemed weird.
"Well, my dad thinks that am too clumsy to own a car even though am sixteen." Trisha voiced out, looking away from me.
"Oh? So you rather ride a bicycle than let a driver drive you instead?." I asked, wondering why she'd do that.
"It's not like...that. I mean, I..." She reddened from embarrassment! Shit! Why was she such a shy person and how was she related to Josie?!. They were so different.
"I ride my bike so that I can get better at directions, so that when I do get a car, I won't suck at driving." Trisha said, getting a straight sentence out.
"Plus...it's a good workout for my legs, it helps keep me fit." She added, staring at her legs.