And yet again I sneak out of my house to go to the track. I hop in my (F/C) maserati and speed away.
I come upon the track where we held all the races.
People think that girls can't drive in races, well they are wrong. I've never lost any of my races.
"Hello everybody! Racing today we have two experts. Vanoss, and (N/N)." The announcer started. I smiled into my helmet as I revved my engine at the starting line.
"So, the rules are, no hitting each other, and no double tapping. Simple as that." I looked over at my opponent. He had a black quiff and looked Asian. He had a toned body and smirked in my direction.
"You'll be easy to beat. What are you? 15? Scrawny little guy like you can't do much." Vanoss said.
All I did was smirk behind my helmet and looked straight ahead.
"Okay, ready! Set! Go!" I immediately slammed my foot on the gas and went zooming forward.
Vanoss straightaway broke the rules. He slightly hit my car making me shift slightly. I gritted my teeth and sped up.
We came to a turn in the track, I shifted the gears into neutral and drifted around the bend before shifting again and pressing on the gas.
Vanoss was behind me by an inch at least. Soon we made one lap and were on to the second.
Yet again Vanoss hit the bumper of my car. I kept a fast pace and drifted around the bend again before speeding up.
It was the final lap and I was about to cross the finish line when Vanoss' car hit my car very hard, making my car slide off the dirt track and start rolling.
My helmet came loose and fell off my head, meaning I hit it several times before finally stopping.
"Guys come on! We gotta help her!" I heard a muffled voice shout. I was losing consciousness and smoke was all around me.
(VANOSS POV)
My opponents car started rolling off the track and started smoking.
"Guys come on! We gotta help her!" One of the bystanders said. Her?
I quickly jumped out of my car and ran over to the smoking heap of metal.
"Help..." a soft voice whispered weakly inside the burning car.
I threw one of the doors off its hinges and saw a (H/C) haired woman with multiple injuries.
I unbuckled her, and pulled the woman out before dragging her to the grass a few feet away.
"Hey c'mon. Wake up!" I said while shaking the woman lightly.
Everybody had cleared out since this was an illegal track.
The woman opened her eyes slightly and groaned.
"Fuck you, you little bitch Vanoss. Get off me." She said while rolling away from me.
I rolled my eyes and looked at the girl who was was now holding her head.
"If your going to break the damn rules don't even race. Or shit like this will happen!" She exclaimed loudly.
As if a light bulb went off in her head she looked up quickly to her car.
"My baby! Five years of working at a shitty bakery and, this!" She screamed. She saved up for five years to get that car?
"Go die in hell you Vanoss bitch." The girl said while getting off the ground and walking towards the main road.
"No can do sweetheart. They had a no return policy." I reaponded. She growled at me and continued walking.
"Do you even have a ride home?" I ask.
"Well obviously not you retard." She said. I ran to catch up with her.
"Then let me drive you home at least." I proposed. She turned to look at me. All of the sudden she punched me and walked towards my car.
"Fuck!" I whisper shouted as I walked to my car also.
"Maybe next time you shouldn't destroy my car and almost kill me." She pointed out with a smirk.
"Nice punch. I'll drive you home but first I want your number."
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Hello. Im gonna go try to update one of my other books now. :/
As always
Stay fruity
-DAB
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Vanossgaming Crew One shots
أدب الهواة**Trigger Warning** There will be self harm in this book, along with suicide and such. This book contains happy, sad, and weird one shots. Requests are always open until I state that they are not. I may write smut in the future but as of now it's...
