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i was so confused. was he joking? ugh i hoped not. i let out a small, "o-o-o-o-o-oo--o-o-o-o-o-ok.." FUCKING SHIT Y/N. WHY DID YOU STUTTER INFRONT OF HIM YOU DUMBASS BITCH. I began driving away. so embarresed. i drove back to the junk yard, where i live. i knew i couldn't fall alseep. i needed to see if lighting was serious.


if he was serious, then i get a private talk with my IDOL/CRUSH!!! but.. if he wasnt serious. then i would be going for nothing. i quickly sucked it up. i covererd myself with the best white shine coat. it shimmered over my gray paint.

i felt a shiver in my spine while driving back to the race arena, but of course i arrived. 

great. hes not here. i was lied to. AGAIN. as i was about to drive back i heard a voice call me... so seductivley, "oh y/n~~~" it was lighting. i turned and got face to face with him. 

he slowly drove over to me. he let out a small honk. oh no. please dont tell me this is about to happen.

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