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The tall blonde had been talking with another blonde of the Jared-variety. If Zuniga didn't always have to deal with soccer practice after school, he probably would have been there as well.

"So ya got detention again? Seriously? What'dya do this time?" A half grin seemed to find its way to Ellie's lips.

The boy ruffled his hair a bit. "Class was just so boring today... so I just drew some pictures..."

Before he managed to say what he had drawn (though the tomboy suspected it was another infamously bad caricature of the teacher), something grabbed Ellie by the arm and shouted a "Hey!" in her ear. "Aww sh*****t!" Quickly, the tomboy yanked her arm out of the hold of whoever had it and proceeded to put the corresponding hand up to her ear to cover it.

"Don't f*ckin' shout in my ear!!" she said as she spun around to see who in the world it was that was bothering her and Jared. Green haired and eyed girl with tan skin. Yeah, Ellie had met her once before. They ran to school and then she had trailed her to auto shop like a lost puppy dog.

"Dude... Aitana, was it? Seriously, what th'hell?"

Jared interjected with a simple "Oh, so ya actually know her?"

"Ain't a wuss, jus' don't wanna go deaf!" the tomboy snapped at the other girl.

Jared dared to snicker at Ellie's expense, which resulted in a punch to his arm. "OW! Hey... I was just kiddin'!" he complained at the well placed punch. With one hand, he rubbed his new injury before quickly dismissing himself. "Ehhh... I gotta get going... Detention calls!"

Gold eyes glared at him for a brief moment as he ran off. The one day he decides to not ditch detention was the day she'd rather drag him off to keep her company.

When it was obvious her friend wasn't going to assist her, her eyes returned to the exchange student. "...good fer ya... what th'heck sport ya in again?" There was something wary about her tone. It probably had something to do with the fact this girl all of a sudden had decided that they were going to go rollerblading in the park.

"Uhhhh.... rollerbladin' sucks..." No Ellie, tell Aitana how you really feel! She then began walking along on her own path to exiting the school grounds. The other teen was capable of following if she wanted, it wasn't like Ellie was going to shoo her away for now. They both wanted to leave school after all.

Ellie had an opinion for everything, but in Ellie's mind, these were not merely opinions. No, they were solid facts. Sports and jocks were stupid (with the exception of soccer and Zuniga), and then there were some sports that were not really sports at all. Volleyball was one of them. The tomboy's mind, it was simply a "girl's sport," which never translated to a real sport in her mind. So sadly, Aitana would not see a very impressed expression upon Ellie's face when she mentioned her choice of sport.

It looked as if Ellie wanted to say something, but then was cut off by the younger girl's questions about fun things. Again, the blonde had very specific ideas as to what was considered fun. Things that many people might not have agreed with, such as working in a garage and working on a hunk-of-junk vehicle. Or getting into fights with guys on the streets.

However, one thing managed to get her attention. "I want to try EVERYTHING."

Aitana had just sealed her fate. In a cool tone, the blonde simply stated what was fun. "Motorcycles." They got to the exit at the end of the hallway, and she pushed the door open with one hand. Soon enough the pair were part of the collective who had escaped into the light of day.

This girl is an idiot...

The tomboy was already walking fast, but Aitana was the sort who seemed able to keep up with her. "Motorcycles ain't somethin' ya can jus' rent at th'park, kid! Plus ya need a license t'drive one..." Well, Ellie should have said drive one legally, since she was guilty in the past of not having a license and driving her own. The pair eventually made their way to the crosswalk, just in time to miss the light. She rolled her eyes slightly before pushing the button for the next time around.

"However... if yer willin' t'walk a bit past th'park... ya can take a ride with me on my motorcycle." There was a slight pause. "Yer not drivin'... I am." Sure, the blonde might not have been enjoying the fact she was stuck with a green-haired teenage girl for the afternoon, but there was one thing that Ellie Spectre believed firmly without a doubt.

Everyone needed to ride a motorcycle at least once in their lifetime.

Anyone who hadn't truly had not lived yet.

"Yeah... it was half a motorcycle when I started on it... but now it's definitely my motorcycle." For a moment or two, Ellie beamed with a decent sized grin creeping onto her features. It was one thing she never got tired of, was bragging over the fact that her motorcycle was something she had worked on herself. How could someone get tired of that feeling of accomplishment, knowing that the vehicle she rode was something she fixed up herself?

By the time the crosswalk light changed for them to cross, the blonde was zipping forward, her own energy now seeming to rival Aitana's. At least the Brazilian wouldn't lose Ellie in the crowd, since Ellie was tall enough and had a very distinctive hairstyle that was easy enough to follow.

Eventually, the teen turned back to her companion with a simple comment. "That's th'only way t'ride!" Riding a motorcycle slow and steady while following the rules of traffic was no way to experience such a vehicle. Motorcycles were exciting and daring that solely existed for the rush of it all. Well, all of that and to look aesthetically amazing.

Eventually Ellie turned to a different street. She knew this area of town like the back of her hand. It came with living in Destiny City all of her life. "It ain't too far..." It only took about 15 seconds before the park started to come into view.

It didn't take long to get to the park and to start cutting through it in an effort to make it back to Ellie's place. There was actually a concrete path that actually did a decent job leading them to her place. As the blonde led the way down that path, she decided to attempt conversation. Considering how this Aitana had been pretty "cool" in regards to her gushing, maybe, just maybe she was tolerable.

"So... what grade are ya in again?" It wasn't an amazing conversation starter, but it did its job. Casually, the teen glanced to the other.

Ellie was excited for summer too in all honesty. However, it wouldn't be for the same reasons that most teens seemed to have. Most students liked the freedom to go party it up over the summer. If this had been any summer prior to this one, Ellie would have responded with how she'd spend the extra time working on her project in the garage. It had been a long project, but it was finally starting to shape up properly. She'd always wake up at the same time as if she was still in school, and just use that time to work hard on something important to her.

This year, she had a new answer. For her, it was an exciting answer.

"Well, I turned 18 this school year, so I'm gonna be workin'!"

There was back story to this simple answer. Ellie had been wanting to work for her father's friend, Hank, for the longest time. It would be good experience for her to actually be in the field she wanted to go into. Yet, laws being the fickle things they were, wouldn't allow her to start working the moment she was 16. No, for that particular field, 18 was the youngest someone could be. Ellie had known for years now. When she turned 18, she filled out the employment applications, but Hank had managed to weasel his way out of hiring her right then and there. "School is more important... put everything you've got into that, then come summer, give me everything you've got!"

Soon enough their path finally veered away from the park, and actually made its way into the edge of a nearby neighborhood. One moment, they were technically in the park, the next step, they weren't. "What 'bout you? Ya got summer plans of yer own? Or jus' gonna figger it out as it comes?" Rather than guide them along on the sidewalk, Ellie walked along the edge of the street, her feet occasionally kicking up a random pebble from the pavement.