An armored truck drove along West Street.
Two guards sat in the front.
"I'm glad there's no traffic," said the driver.
"Yep," said the other guard.
Suddenly—shwoosh! Something grabbed the truck.
"Whoa!" cried the driver.
The truck crashed into a mailbox.
A voice called out, "Yee-ha!"
Brumm! Brumm!
"Those monster trucks are awesome!" cried Mara.
Roxy and her friends were at Metro City Arena.
They were watching monster trucks.
The trucks were really loud.
They all looked like different things.
One truck looked like a gorilla.
Another one had a shark's fin on top.
Brumm! Brumm!
A red and blue monster truck drove into the arena.
The crowd cheered.
"It's the Rocket Girl monster truck!" Jack cried.
Roxy smiled.
The truck had a cape and two bunches of hair.
Two arms stuck out over its front wheels.
"Cool!" said Terrell.
"It looks like Rocket Girl flying!"
Brumm! Brumm!
The Rocket Girl monster truck tore through the mud.
Everyone cheered.
"I can't wait to see the truck crush those cars!" said Jack.
He pointed to a row of junky cars in the arena.
The truck went up a dirt ramp and flew through the air.
Everyone cheered again.
Crunch! The Rocket Girl monster truck landed on the junky cars.
Metal twisted. Glass shattered.
The crowd cheered loudly.
"Go, Rocket Girl monster truck!"
"Woo-hoo!"
"The Rocket Girl monster truck is the best!"
Brumm, brumm, brumm, brumm!
The Rocket Girl monster truck spun around in circles.
Mud went everywhere!
Roxy and her friends cheered.
"I wonder if Rocket Girl is driving that truck," said Jack.
"I doubt it," said Terrell.
Roxy was surprised. "Really?"
Terrell shrugged.
"Yeah. I'm sure Rocket Girl has more important things to do."
Roxy smiled. "You're probably right, Terrell."
Just then Roxy's watch beeped.
She looked at her friends.
"I'm going to, um, get some snacks," she said.
She stood up and started to walk away.
"Oh!" cried Mara.
"Can you get some popcorn for me?"
"And another soda for me!" said Jack.
"I'll have a pretzel!" said Terrell.
Roxy rolled her eyes. "Oh, uh, sure."
Roxy ran up the stairs and found a quiet area.
She pressed a button on her watch.
"Mayor Bloom," said Roxy. "What's going on?"
"We have a problem, Rocket Girl," said the mayor.
"Someone robbed an armored truck on West Street!"
"Don't worry," said Roxy.
"Rocket Girl is on her way!"