BLAE
I almost felt the friction of my tires and the rough road through the finish line while I am drifting my Restored 1965 Ford Mustang Fastback in rare in Tropical Turquoise. I won.
I heard the gamblers shouted with a glee and I saw a lot of them aren't happy because they lose a huge amount of money.
Sorry not sorry. I noticed my face at the side mirror of my car, smirking.
Drake isn't here, because I'm three times faster than him, so I waited a couple of minutes when he arrived. He hopped out of his car first, so do I.
We went at the middle of the line and Kiara was there, the round girl and also she's the one who'll give us the prize. I'm at the right side of her while Drake's at the left.
Our finish line was the old abandoned Metal factory, whereat the top of the hill.
The cops didn't knew about this race because this is illegal.
We faced the crowd, then Kiara raised my left hand, signified that I won. The crowd shouted with the big smiles, obviously they won too. After that Kiara paid me a cheque worth 100 thousand for the prize.
"Congratulations Blae! You're still undefeated." Kiara greeted me and smile devilishly then I nodded. I don't know what's the meaning of her smile. Well, I don't care.
Drake went to my place, so Kiara went away. "Bloody hell, Blae! You won again!" He beamed with mixed emotion. Maybe, chuffed because I'm better than him now and gobsmacked because I defeat him two times. He's adorable with his smiles, I'm absolutely lying, if I said that he's not looker.
"Better luck next time Drake!" I shrugged with confidence and lean on my car. He run his fingers through his golden hair and his glimmering olive eyes are staring at me.
He's a shy type guy and sometimes they thought he was rude because he don't usually talk if there are other people around us but he's totally different.
I owe him a lot. I can't be this great without him. I looked at the people as they go down to the city with their own cars.
"You sucks! Daft cow!" Frank said when he arrived and hits the nape of Drake by his hand. Ouch! It hurts.
"What the hell dude!" Drake shouted while holding his nape. "No, I'm not, nutter! Atleast I have the guts to fight her." He continued and wear his silly smiles. We cachinnate except Frank, he easily sod off actually, but he can easily recover too. Little strange, isn't he?
"I respect ladies, that's why I don't ask Blae for a fight." Frank said proudly while looking at me. Oh there you go again, the boastful Frank
"As if Blae fight like a lady. She's having me on." He cackled. That's true, I don't race like a lady. Maybe if I'm sick, I would.
"Ugh! Nevermind." Frank said with irritated voice and rolled his green eyes. I envy the color of it, I wish mine was like Frank's
We talk a lot of things, while looking at the city of Verant that full of lights, we also heard the noise came from it. They are my best pals here in Verant, we're friends since we're little.
"I just can't believe you woman! You do me down, Not just one but twice! You're the bee's knees!" Drake said ridiculously out of no where.
"I really want to spend more time with you guys but, I think I need to go now." I said and fiddled my car keys between my fingers
"Why so early, Blae? You still have 2 hours to spend time with us before midnight. That's your curfew right?" Drake asked.
"Yeah, but I need to go home early."
