NanoWriMo Day 2

“Your going the wrong way,” the other girl, a pale and freckled redhead called after her.

Biker chick’s only response was to give us the finger over her shoulder.

“Well that wasn’t very nice,” the redhead sniffed.

“None of us is nice, girly, that’s why we’re here,” one of the guys, a big one with close cropped blonde hair and shoulders like a linebacker, sniggered.

“Go stuff yourself,” the girl responded.

“See what I mean?” the linebacker asked raising both hands, palms towards the sky. “No one here is going to be ‘nice.’”