Alex (traffic light biker?)

I was riding my black sport bike, which is super cute, wearing my black helmet. I was attractive too. It was a normal day, and I stopped at a traffic light next to a white car that was slowing down. I was looking at the light, turned to the side to check out the area, and saw a pretty girl in the white car. I looked at her, and she looked at me. We were like that for a moment, until she turned away and looked away from me. Then, I waved her window down, intending to ask for her number. But the girl looked at me again, repeated the same hand gesture, and finished by flipping me the bird. She turned around with a sour look and sped off as soon as she could. After she left, I went to the gas station. I stood there for a long time thinking about her, about her attitude, and how pretty she was. It really got me thinking.