I parked my bike and helped Isa off the back.
“You need to get a real car so I don’t have to ride on this crazy thing.” Isa complained as she fixed her disheveled hair.
“Don’t hate her Isa, she's my baby.” I joked as Isa and I walked towards the expensive mall in the rich neighborhood.
“You owe me so many gifts, Val. I hope you made a lot of money overseas. I would hate to make you go broke.” I couldn’t help but laugh at her.
“You won’t make me go broke, but I’m not buying the whole mall for your ass either.”
She shoved me slightly as we walked through the doors. I let her lead the way, making us end up in a room full of clothes and shoes. I watched as Isa ran around the room picking out lots of things. I just plopped down on the couch and watched her in amusement.
“Aren’t you
