Demolition Lovers

Chapter 13

"Someone's been looking for you.." Hailey commented while Jake dug around his trunk, taking out his brightly colored helmet which was a result of Milly with a spray paint can and a bit of unsupervised time. He sighed, looking at the helmet for a moment longer in defeat before grabbing it.

"What?" He asked, confused as he shoved the pink helmet under his arm and he slammed his trunk door down hard with his other hand. He had been late and just shoved a bunch of stuff in his trunk before leaving in a rush, which didn't end up benefiting him since he had to go through it anyways as soon as he got to the lot.

"You missed the first match and so Drew asked where you were," She explained, a smug smile on her face, her blue hair tied up in a messy ponytail.

He immediately perked up, but before his hopes could get too high, he looked to Hailey as she started laughing. He rolled his eyes.

"Funny Hailey," He muttered with a slightly flushed face as she hit him on the back playfully.

"You're way too gullible." She teased, and Jake fidgeted with his key fob, locking his car with a honk. She got up from where she was leaned against his car and they started to make their way to the demo cars.

He examined his helmet with furrowed brows and Hailey looked amused. "You trying out some new colors?"

"Mhm yeah," He agreed, voice flat, and she laughed, both walking to their demo cars which were parked besides each other.

He was hot in his jacket already and the sun was shining in his eyes. Hailey had waited for him in the main parking lot since she knew he was going to be late, and he found himself appreciating her presence since the demo lot was awkwardly empty.

He opened up his car's door with a loud squeak as Hailey walked past him to her car. He and Hailey were lucky enough to be in the same match, (as well as Drew, of course). He felt himself grow antsy at the thought of Drew.

Jake shoved the helmet on his head as he saw a ref walk out of the arena and to the lot. Getting into his car and waving back at Hailey, he started the engine with a loud rumble.

He was surprised when the ref, Henry, waved at him with a friendly smile, before motioning him on field. He gave a quick finger wave back in acknowledgment, eyebrows furrowed under his helmet. He supposed that just because Drew seemed to be on bad terms with him, doesn't mean his friends were.

He drove onto the field and the car sunk slightly into the mud, his tires slipping for half a second before gaining traction. He drove up, the smell of car exhaust potent in the air with the growling of multiple engines.

He noticed a dark maroon car, and he squinted, noticing the number 36 on the top of it. He felt his grip tighten on the wheel, and he bit the inside of his cheek. A part of him wondered if Drew would've asked him to team up again, if he had gotten here earlier.

Speak of the devil, the bright plum truck drove onto the field. It seemed like his whole 'chaos' thing was back, and with large blue graffiti letters and blue swirls adorning the rest of the truck. Jake noticed the decor spikes on the hood, running down and getting larger near the windshield. It was honestly a pretty corny truck for a demo derby, and Jake smiled to himself.

The truck parked next to Hailey's navy blue car, silver flames on the hood and silver accents. It looked sick as hell, and Jake was honestly a little upset that it'd get destroyed. It was a sleek, small car, and Hailey had even painted cute little silver stars on the back.

With all the cars parked, and the low roar from the audience chatting, the blow-horn blew over the noise, the refs waving their bright orange flags. Jake found himself immediately getting targeted by the maroon car, and he felt himself grow tense, his hands turning the steering wheel fast to try and avoid a hard hit.