Rivals Or Lovers
The were Banners everywhere with our clubs name "The Asphalt's Vixens / The Falcon Riders Banners everywhere, there were shiny bike repair tools and new faces, maybe the mechanics.
Everyone was busy staking territory, claiming lockers and grabbing room keys.
I grabbed our room key first, Ryan was just trailing behind me without making any noise, he only carried his duffel bag with difficulty. The sight was cute and funny.
I found our room first, it contains two beds. One by the window, one near the door. I didn’t even think twice. I dropped my bag on the window side and sprawled across the mattress. Perfect view, perfect lighting, I would love take it.
I turned to the door, Ryan hadn't come