The checkered flag drops down, signalling for the racer's to start. I push my foot down on the gas and make my way in front of the other cars, gaining an early lead. The rush that I feel when I race travels up to my mind until it takes over my body.
With a spark of curiosity in my eyes, I gain a faster pace before I yank the wheel hard to the right, barely making the sharp turn. I feel the back wheels of my gallardo swivel around as I redirect the wheel to make it around yet another sharp turn, drifting being my go to move to get around corners.
With a final burst of speed I cross the line along the pavement only seconds before my racing rival. I step out of the car, my mind relaxing as my feet find firm ground to stand on. "Well, well, well. Look who got second place. Again." I gloat to my sole enemy, Henry Miller. "Ahh, Collins. How's Satan doing? I just figured you would know." A smirk is plastered on his face. Me, being the immature child that I truly am, stick my tongue out at him when he turns to walk away.
I hear the familiar sound of 'Carry on Wayward Son' coming from my pocket and I immediately know that Becky is calling me. "Hey! What's up?" I say into my beloved phone. "Jade! Where were you? You were supposed to be at my house one hour ago!" I bite my lip. "I totally forgot! I'm sooo sorry. I'll be there in 10." With that, I hop into my car and start a whole new race only this time, if I lose I face the wrath of Becky.
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I twist open the door to Becky's house and silently creep inside, careful not to disturb the beast.
"Becky?" I whisper. Becky rounds the corner and grabs my rist, leading me around her maze like house in the direction of her kitchen.
I notice the fact that she's being quiet when I see the tear stains on her cheek. My eyes soften a fraction at the sight of my friend who was clearly hurting, I just didn't know from what.
I cup her head in my hands and speak to her. I stare at her deep hazel eyes as they begin to fill with tears. "Who did this to you Becky?" I ask. "J-J-John broke..." Becky falters as she places her hands over her heart but I don't need to hear it. I already know what the rest of the sentence is.
I pull her into a comforting squeeze and allow her to soak my shirt in tears. I whip out my phone and dial a number I know will be able to help Becky.
"Hello??" I hear the groggy voice from the other end of the line. "Candace? Yeah... Becky needs two tubs of Ben and Jerry's pronto." I order.
"Oh. That time of month again?" "What? No,no,no. Things with...J-O-H-N ended. Just get here quick. Please!" "On it!" With that, Candace ends the call, leaving me with a sobbing Becky until Candace arrives.
What a fun night this will be. I think.
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