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Rose POV

Three months ago.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Why does this have to be harder every single time I do it? Isn't it supposed to be easier?

"Come on you've got this!" said Wade, as he backed away from the car door slowly. "You've done this a billion times, for fucks sake!"

I furiously shook my head, trying to make my best friend understand that I hate the feeling before a race. As soon as I step inside of my car, put my seat belt on, this feeling erupts inside of me. 

You know, it sometimes feels like butterflies, those ones you get when your crush looks at you or when you read an amazing book, but most of the time these feel like eating your guts out.

"Rose, babe, this is your last race of the season and you're already the best racer here. You have nothing to worry or make a fuss about," he said while tapping my head three times, our sign of good luck. 

"I'll meet you at the finish lane, beat Dean's ass for me, will ya? He came here with Danielle and if they haven't swallowed each other by now murder me," he said with a look of disgust on his face, clearly unimpressed with his now ex-boyfriend.

"Can you tell Mimi to buy me chicken nuggets for the movie tonight, 6 if I lose and 20 if I win?" I pleaded, but he snarled at me, clearly unimpressed. 

"I will, now get your ass to the starting line," he blew me a kiss and disappeared into the crowd.

Screams were heard everywhere.

People were chanting our names, rooting for their favorite racer to win. I drove to the starting line and something in my head told me to turn around and leave this place, but then the adrenaline kicked in, my smirk got bigger and the race began. 

I got the 20 nuggets.

Today

Screams tore through the halls, everyone ran towards the center of the commotion. What is up with people? Aren't you supposed to run away from any type of danger not towards it? 

Well, I guess I'm just as crazy as them because with cautious steps, and by that I mean almost knocking a few people over, I came to the center of it. And then I saw Wade, beating someone up, once again and by his side his girl of the week. 

I don't even bother remembering their names anymore. I tried multiple times to tell Wade not to hide his sexuaity, but he was so persistent to hide it that I gave up. Hopefully he'll find someone who'll make him change his mind. 

All the chaos, screams and disgusting body odor is making this place even more disgusting than it already is.

I look around trying to find anyone who can help me get these drunk asses away from each other, but can't find anyone who isn't either too high and drunk or way too small to separate them.

I know that I can't make Wade stop because when he's angry, he turns into a borderline animalistic person. As I was looking for a solution, Lynne came to me and snorted. 

"He's going to regret this in the morning.", she said through a laugh, watching her brother, Miles, getting beaten up by Wade.

"Wasn't he supposed to go on that date with Annabelle tonight?" I remembered Miles telling me about this blonde girl who has been on his mind for the last month and a half. 

"Yeah, but he caught her with Nico in the back, making out and he got super mad. I don't know what made him fight Wade though, we all know that he hasn't got a chance," she said, turning her gaze away from the fight, not being able to watch her brother fighting.

"How about you call his friends, that one guy is Wade's age, he'll be able to pull them apart. I have school tomorrow, I'm gonna drive home and just go to sleep. I'm so goddamn tired." I said, yawning and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

As I was leaving the random guy's house and getting to my car, I heard someone whispering about the race next week.

"I've heard there's a new guy coming from Glendale, he is supposedly very good. Everyone is still betting on Nico, but he's got some serious potential," said a random guy while puffing out the smoke from his cigarette out of his mouth.

I smirked as I walked past them, little do they know I'm going to be racing against the famous Nico and prove that women can actually be the best. 

I got into my car and turned on the radio, as I was driving home I started thinking about tomorrow.

I hate switching places, my previous town was the place I thought I would get married and die in, but our oh so dear God had some other plans up his sleeve. Tomorrow is my first day in senior year of high school and I haven't been this scared in a while. 

You see, when it comes to meeting new people, I'm the last person to come forward and introduce myself. I like my own small circle or friends and don't need anyone messing it up. Teachers always liked me, since I was the quiet nerd, but that doesn't mean I liked them. All the extra work they used to give me just to make me even "wiser" just made me hate them even more.

The only subject I actually like is literature. Books, apart from cars, have always been my safe space. I don't know why, but every time I feel sad, I just fall into the world of love that books present to us. It's just unbelievable that a human being loves another human being in the way that book characters love each other is kindoff unachievable in the world we live in. 

As I parked in front of my house I saw the lights off, which means that my roommate, Mia, is asleep. I got into my room, changed into my pajamas and crashed on the bed, thinking how tomorrow is going to be a wild day.

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