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"Shit, shit!" I slammed the gas down after shifting into fifth gear with my hands flying across the steering wheel. I pushed the clutch in and shifted into sixth with my car starting to push its limits, I was on the home stretch almost and I have to win this for my family...

"Hey D, you read?"

"Yeah, what's up Hawk?"

"You gotta make a move, you're almost to the last home stretch and also... watch out for the old-..." I ran into a old homeless man's shopping cart, that's just sad,"Man's shopping cart... I can't believe you just took his home!"

"Maybe you should warn me better about things?"

"You're sassing me and driving? Wow, so it's just not good enough for you that I watch the cops, tell you where to go, what's your place, what to do, and when to pass that I now need to tell you about damn homeless people?! You are PICKY!" I started laughing as I blasted by first place in the last stretch, I crossed the finish line flying in first place.

"Yes I was sassing, and yes now you know what the pickiness requires..." He laughed on the other end of the line, I shook my head. I stopped the car after parking to get my crew together, I got out of my 69 Dodge Charger that's all black and waited for the others.

"Good job tonight, you did really good!" A voice broke me out of my thoughts, I turned around to see none other than my enemy in high school... Lina Matheson.

"Wow thanks, now leave..." I said pointing the other direction after talking in a monotone voice although with rudeness evident in it.

"I'm not here to fight, just being polite!"

"Now you want to talk about politeness, why not a year ago in eighth grade? You want something, what is it?" I said, I knew her too well to know that this meeting isn't casual but strictly for a different purpose.

"I want you to build a car for me, you and your crew."

"What type of car?"

"Lamborghini Sesto Elemento..."

"Oh shit... What's in it for me?"

"Half of what the car sells for, it's all yours... Potentially this car could go for five million if you soup it up even more than what the price tag it had on it prior to work, you in?" Money in my pocket is money well deserved, I could totally manifest this car into something else to make it even more badass but more like its on steroids...

"Bring the car to the shop tomorrow..."

"I'll be there at nine sharp." And with that, she walked away leaving me there to process what happened.

"That last move, still gets me thinking about it..." My best friend whose 17 walked up, she dabbed her eyes like she was crying.

"Arielle, you're crazy! But I think I just passed you on the scale of one to you."

"What happened little boo?" She asked cautiously, I looked down and scratched the back of my neck as the rest of the crew walked up. She calls me that cause I'm only fifteen, its the first week of sophomore year.

"Well, you see... Ummm, it's great actually..."

"Spit this out, seems good if you're tripping over it this much!" Ty said, he is my best friend too but he helps me with the mechanical aspects of cars. My other friend which happens to be my brothers best friend, Marissa, she works in the technical aspect of cars alongside Ty. She can tune a car up with crazy technology while Ty finds the muscle and tweaks it while also finding parts together.

"I made a deal with Lina to build a car..."

"Are you out of your damn mind?! What the hell were you thinking, or were you not thinking at all?!" Arielle said loudly, Ty raised an eyebrow at me though staying quiet...

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