Two racers in Tokyo get into a fake relationship, to keep the one thing that connects them away. Tom's ex and Jordan's cousin, Maria.
To be honest, they hate each other, but it seemed to be the only way out.
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"Lovebirds, you comin'?" Johns head peaks around the corner. "Where?" I ask. "JJ's got a J for us." John says and leaves. "What's a J?" I ask Tom as he gets up and stretches. "A joint, come on." "Why didn't he just say that?" I say and get up as well. "He likes the pun. You know, JJ's got a J?" "Your friends are stupid." Tom takes my hand and we follow John, who walks in the backyard. I've been spending more time in this backyard than in my own home.
"You two have to tell me, how on earth did you two get together?" A guy asks after he shakes Tom's hand. "That's... Uh.." "It's a long story." I answer, it seemed like Tom couldn't find the words. "The night is young. And I want to know." I roll my eyes and a scoff escapes my lips.
Shortly after, the significant JJ appeared and holds a quite big Joint in his hand. Smirking proudly, he walks straight to me. "Tell me, princess. What's your name?" He asks. "Jordan. But I'm not your princess." "Is that so? Every woman is my princess." "She's not, JJ. She's Tom's." John says. That sounded like I'm an object. "First of all, I'm no one's except mine. Second of all, I can't talk for myself." I hiss at the men. Tom just chuckles and shakes his head. "She's got fire, man." JJ says to Tom as he lights up the joint. "That's what I love about her." Tom says, before he gets handed the joint from JJ. Tom, who inhales a few puffs from it, never takes his eyes off me.
"Hey Jordan, do you want a hit?" John asks me. "No, I'm good." I decline the offner as nice a possible. I smoke but no weed and I don't take drugs either. "Come on! Since when are you so boring?" JJ says, trying to get me to smoke. "I don't smoke weed, is that so hard to believe?" I hiss at him. "Guys she's being decent. Leave her alone." Tom growls. "Jordan Novak being decent? That's something you don't see every day..." "It's weird to see her like that..." "Okay, you know what?" I say annoyed and grab the joint from Tom's hand. "You don't have to, doll..." Tom says softly. "No, she does." I roll my eyes at John and JJ and inhale a deep hit from the already half-smoked joint.
