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𝟭│𝗜𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝘆?

San Francisco, USA
1:00 PM GMT

Your POV
High school. The constant reminder that these last few years will determine the future. Whether you end up delivering pizza for people or end up with a high paying job. The choice is up to you. I watched as the kid in front of me was messing with some metal clippers. He's a genius really. His fingers were so close to the blade. Ready for something good to happen. I wonder how I surround myself with geniuses like them. It's crazy honestly.

Better focus on the task at hand. The engine was tampered by the teacher, who assigned me to fix it. The car kept making a weird clunking sound when you started the engine. A socket wrench and new parts will get this engine running up again.

I reach into the tool chest and pull out a pocket wrench. Then I started to unscrew the tight bolts that held down the air filter. Taking the loose bits into my hands, placing it on the table next to me for later. I kept pulling more parts out from the engine as my hands became dirty from the leaking oil. Washing my hands is going to require a lot of scrubbing and getting the disgusting feeling off my hands.

So you need a new filter change and a pipe. I went over to the shelf that leans against the wall away from the cars. The shelf was quite dusty since no one had ever used any of the parts and since it's slightly outdated. I got onto my knees to find the air filter that I needed and the pipe. It was neatly in boxes that were still sealed. I grabbed the items and began to fix the engine, putting everything back the way it originally was. Okay let's see if you work. Opening the car door and starting the engine. A purr came from the car as it was sounding more smoother than it initially was.

Welp now I can clean up before I go home. I made a stop at the bathroom, public schools have the worst bathrooms ever. The ground was covered in dirt as the bathroom was graffitied with questionable things and a lot of mean insults. To make matters worse half of the stalls didn't lock properly and there were missing toilet seats. It smelt like something was burnt at the very back of the bathroom. And there was ashes on the ground. Cigarettes. I walked over to the sink that had a row of girls putting on more makeup than they needed. I quickly washed my hands with soap and went over to the car park.

"Hey, is this yours?" I ask, getting a better look at the car. She didn't have a scratch and she was brand new almost if it rolled out the dealership.

"Nah it's my girlfriend's," he responds. I nod walking over to my dark blue Nissan Skyline R34 GT-R. I found her in a scrap yard that I used to work at in Detroit Michigan before I moved to San Francisco. It took me 2 months just to find the right parts.

"I bet my car will beat your girlfriend's car," I smirk. A girl with brown hair stops talking to the group of cheerleaders. Then charges to her boyfriend, she gives me a dirty look.

"Who are you talking to babe?" She turns to her boyfriend with a sickening sweet smile. What a liar. He gives her a smile before resting his arm and her shoulder pulling her closer.

"No one," the girl stares at me before getting closer to my face.

"You talking to my boyfriend?" As soon as she said that I unlock my car and turn on the ignition driving off. I probably drove at least 2 feet away before, something smashes my rear view mirror. It was that girlfriend from before. She doesn't give up does she?

I exit out of my car, opening the door. A group of girls stood behind that guy's girlfriend ready to come at me.

"How about you ladies race it out?" Her boyfriend gets between us to avoid conflict. "Clyde! What would I do with a piece of garbage like that?!" The bystanders all scream in shock. I've never been offended about people talking bad about me. But no one talks about my baby (car) like that.

You defend yourself by saying "hm? You scared I'm going to take Daddy's RS3 out of your hands?"

"This goes for 78k and drives 186 miles per hour."
"Wow! You can read the brochure!" How could I not laugh? I guess the girlfriend has some brain cells.

"How about me? Winner gets me."

3rd POV
As the race raged on, the dark blue Skyline weaved through the freeway with precision. Bystanders cleared a path for the racers. The RS3 surged ahead, ensuring a win.

But just when it seemed all hope was lost for Y/N and her Skyline, a daring maneuver unfolded. With a sudden jerk to the left side of the lane, the Skyline surged forward with determination. Y/N wasn't about to let victory slip through her fingers.

In the distance, a tow truck with a ramp extended in the Skyline's path. Undeterred, the Skyline accelerated even further, blue streak hurled towards the unsuspecting tow truck. In that moment Y/N felt the adrenaline as her Skyline shot straight up the ramp, over the RS3's head.

Time slowed down as the Skyline defied gravity, leaving the Audi RS3 in shock. It was a breathtaking leap of faith, something that would be the talk of the school. The Skyline slams down on the road crossing the end of the Golden Gate Bridge.

Wendy started screaming defeat as slammed her palms against the steering wheels.

"I can't believe you didn't win," Wendy's boyfriend Clyde crossed his arms. Not only did Wendy lose the race she also lost her boyfriend, well her ex boyfriend now.

"Babe? We're still together right," Wendy stammers.

"No, I'm with Y/N now." Wendy felt those words echo in her head. She wished that she never agreed to this. Or agree to her boyfriend. Wendy stares at the blue Skyline belonging to Y/N.

"This wouldn't have happened if she didn't stick her nose into our business. It was her fault." Wendy thought. She slammed her foot on pedal speeding forward. Due to how fast she was going.

Wendy's car smashes into the fence. Making Y/N the victor. As she tried to brake, the car didn't stop. She yanked on the emergency brake that was jammed. About to hit someone she skids across the road. Pieces of her Skyline smashed across the road. The skyline landed on the roof of the car. Still conscious from the crash. She couldn't help but smirk.

Tory speaks
I apologize for this but for some reason it wasn't posting
the dividers and banners as I wanted it to.

Edited 
Bro I used recognition instead of ignition that's embarrassing