Circuit of Evil [Formula 1]

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Max had picked us all up and we flew to Spain within a few hours we landed and a taxi driver took us to my father's private mansion. The girls absolutely freaked out when they saw how big the property was and how beautiful it looked.

When the driver had given us all of our stuff we immediately went inside. We screeched out of excitement. And Maaike ran off to the kitchen where she met a huge wine bar. 'Omg you girls. We're getting fucking drunk!' She screamed.
I remembered the promise I made to my mom. But she wasn't here and so was dad and Max.
'Let's pop the champagne!' Britney said when she had found herself a bottle of champagne.

When we had our first drink Emily showed us a location of a local party. 'How did you find that?' Maaike asked her when she hovered above Emily's shoulder. 'Snap map. Obviously.' She laughed. Britney joined us and she looked at cracked screen of Emily's phone. 'Can you understand Spanish?' She asked Emily. She shrugged. 'No hablo.' She laughed. I laughed a little. 'We can give it a try.' I told them. 'Yay!' They all jumped and we got dressed. According to Emily the party will start at 10. We got dressed up in our best outfits and we gathered on the front porch. Where a beautiful SUV pulled over. Maaike immediately started telling us all the details about this car. Costing almost half a million euros, it must have been the most expensive car I sat in. The driver drove us to the location. The party was at another huge mansion with an enormous pool in the middle. It was absolutely crowded and Emily said we needed to meet up with some guy who called himself Princton. She had been texting him during the drive to the location.

When the Rolls Royce pulled over next to the other cars. People looked up at us, when we got out they turned around and continued to party.
Emily took the lead and led us through the crowd to a guy taking a sip from his beer while being surrounded by other girls. I didn't know if the Spanish people ever heard about a player but this guy was the definition of a player. 'Hola. Chica.' He said when he saw Emily. He pushed a girl off him. And walked over to them. 'You've a fancy name for someone like you.' Emily told him. The guy grinned. 'It's just my online name. My real name is Hugo.' He greeted us. And he then softly grabbed Emily's hand and kissed it. He showed us around and told us where to get drinks and not to go alone. He halted at a pool bar. And then told us to have fun. 'If you need anything just call me.' He then said. He grabbed Emily's hand again and took her away from us. 'Emily where you going?' I asked her. 'Just having fun!' She laughed and waved us a goodbye. Maaike and Britney both looked at each other and then at me.

'What would John think?' Britney asked. I shook my head. 'He wouldn't approve,'
Maaike disappeared and returned with a few drinks. We cheered and started drinking. We joined on the dance floor. And we started to throw our arms up and move our hips on the rhythm of the music. A few other girls joined us and we were dancing like crazy. I threw my hair around, while the disco lights shone through the crowd. After dancing for a while I got a bit tired and told Maaike I needed a drink.
She wanted to go with me but I refused. I told her I'd be back. I left crowd and walked by some groups of people. I asked the bartender for a simple coke. The bartender handed it to me and I wandered off. When I walked back to the crowd. I got distracted by Emily and Hugo. They were kissing each other. I was so disappointed that I couldn't stop watching. 'Hola.' A man said to me. I turned around and met his gaze. He was sitting on a crutch. He checked me out with his eyes and then leaned forward. The man wore a white bomber jacket and he was covered in tattoos max 'You're not from here are you?' He then said. 'How did you notice that?' I asked him. 'You're looking all around you and walking like you've no clue in which direction your going.' He replied to me. I hung my head. 'Is it that obvious?' I asked him. 'It is. Chica.' He smiled.

I took a sip from my coke and he watched my every movement. 'So tell me where are you from. Love.' He asked. He didn't move he kept sitting on the crutch and I decided not to be such a shy person. And I walked over to him. 'I'm from the UK.' I told him. 'Ah England. I wouldn't have guessed that.' He grinned. 'And I assume you're from here.' I then asked him. 'No. Not from here.' He said to me. He didn't tell me where he lived he just looked at me. Then a guy joined our conversation. He said something in Spanish and it made the guy lift his hands up. He then grabbed me by wrist and pulled me away, 'hey let go!' I told him, I yanked my hand free out of his grip. 'Don't talk to him. He's a dangerous man.'
He warned me. I realised it was Hugo. 'How's that?' I asked him. 'He just got out of prison. The man runs a drugs business.'
'Ah- he didn't seem like he was planning something.'

Hugo shook his head. 'You're a tourist, people like him notice that that makes you easy prey.' He growled at me.  'I think I'll be fine. Hugo.' I assured him. 'You think you will be. But if you don't listen to me, bad things happen.' He warned. 'Yeah yeah.' I said, I walked off.