Fix Me

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I slid my new ride into Jaz's driveway. She walked out the front door absolutely shocked to see how I was driving a Ferrari. I gave her a wink as she took a good look at the car.

"My best friend is RICH!" she screamed.

"It was a gift." I emphasized.

"Wait Akil got you a-"

"No, don't get the wrong idea. His friend got it for me." I signaled over to the car where Harji got out dramatically. Harji walked over to Jaz who was clearly heating up.

"Hi beautiful, I'm Harji Navanal." he said, "Can I-"

He walked straight into Jaz's house and Jaz was still freaking out.

"That's Akil's friend Harjit, I think he's crushing on you."

"No way! Hot guy likes me?"

"Go figure it out yourself, bye!" I yelled as I left her house in my new Ferrari.

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"You're so terrible at flirting." I teased. Harji was blushing at this point. We were all sitting in the living room drinking coke.

"What did he say... hello beautiful." Arun chuckled.

"Why don't we talk about something else. All of that happened yesterday today is a new day.." Harji said, trying to change the conversation.

"What are you guys doing this evening?" I asked.

"I was going to hang out with some BMX guys-" Harji started.
"Wait BMX?"

"Yea..."

"You have to bring me with you!" I pleaded, "I'd die to see their stunts in person!"

"I didn't know you liked BMX... sure you can come," he said happily.

Maybe an hour after still teasing Harji, Arun, and I drove over to an empty racing track. There were bikes and guys who were wearing fancy suits and helmets. Harji introduced me to his friend Felix. Man when he took off his helmet I almost fainted.

Hot as fuck.

But I definitely would fall for Akil's looks, and of course Dylan O'Brien. No one has beaten Dylan in my book.

Felix gave me a spare bike. And turned over Harji and Arun who were laughing evilly which gave me a weird gut feeling. I chose to ignore it as Felix taught me how to drive a bike. Eventually once I felt ready enough I slowly drove the bike around the track.

Maybe I should feel embarrassed because all the other guys were speeding on the track while I rode as slow as a snail.

"You wanna race with me darling?" a driver teased me.

"Oh it's on!" I raged.

We both left from the starting line at full speed. I was half way through the track when I realized how fast I was going. Oh please god save me. My dumbness caused me to let go of the handles and I landed hard on the ground.

Suddenly I felt the sharp pain in my right arm. Harji rushed over to me and helped me stand on my feet.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Actually, no. I can't move my arm!" I screamed in panic.

"Arun, let's get her to the hospital!" Harji yelled.

"Oh My gosh am I paralyzed or something?"

Harji rolled his eyes at my doubts and we quickly got into the car.