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Celeste’s POV I waited impatiently for the gas tank of my motorcycle to fill.  I scowled in annoyance at the one draw back of my Honda, low gas mileage and a small gas tank.  I couldn’t wait to leave; the smell of the air born fumes was making me want to hurl. My head shot up as a truck pulled into the gas station.  It was obscenely loud, but even I had to admit it had a certain charm.  My gas problems suddenly didn’t seem so bad.  My still heart went out the human driving the beast. I watched, somewhat amused at the irony as a petite human girl hopped out of the cab.  She stumbled slightly, cursing under her breath as she h