Chapter 30: Questions

I have all kinds of questions. – Priscilla

A little before nine, Taz met Priscilla in the hotel lobby and they went to the conference room that had been scheduled. They would be riding back later today and were both already dressed for the road. Thick denim jeans, club t-shirts, biker boots and leather jackets. Taz still had her hair in the braids from last night. Priscilla had also pulled her hair into a French braid.

“I’m pretty sure that your dad is not letting you stay at a clubhouse on the weekend.” Taz said putting her jacket on the back of her chair. “Where did you stay last night?”

“With the president’s daughter.” She said getting set up with her little recorder and notebook.

The other fighters started to arrive as they continued to talk. Priscilla had gone and checked out the college yesterday morning with her dad. She liked it, but would rather attend the one back home. They had a better mass communications program.

Once everyone who had agreed was there, Priscilla thanke