Bella frowned slightly, as she studied the girl (and her companion), as they came closer into view. The girl didn't look like she was around from here - but then again, she supposed 'here' would be a very loose term in The City. Everyone seemed to be from one strange place, or another. But the way the girl spoke, it almost sounded if English was relatively new to her. Perhaps she was from another country?
She shook her head, realizing that she'd been over analyzing things again. Plus she was staring, which wasn't polite at all.
"It's...a wheel?" She tried to explain a little more clearly. "Its kind of what helps my truck move. I must of punctured it on my way to school this morning."