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[Highest Ranking- 1st in Juvie]
[#95 in breakups]
[#109 in motorbikes]
[#36 in dragrace]
[#596 in girls]
Juvie - Juvenile detention for ages 3- 17. Kids prison.
Anastasia and Acacia are fraternal twins, meaning they are not identica...
"Name, competitor or spectator and V.I.P or Commoner" The young man behind the desk asks. I let out a groan pinching the bridge of my nose. Jax settles his hands on my hips and makes my back go flush against his chest.
"Fuck I forgot that they have probably changed the workers after 4 years. Is the manager still the same?" I ask him in a no familiar pleading tone.
"Yes Mr Pitkin is still the manager. Why, would you like to see him Miss?"
"Yes please. I would very much like to talk to Mr Pitkin" I give him a false smile. Like hell I would go around showing people my true self. I need to keep my mask on. The young boy went out from behind his desk and walked to the managers room. I still could perfectly hear them speaking.
"Barry, what is it"
Hmm so his name is Barry, I'll keep that in mind.
"A young woman has requested to see you sir"
"Alright I will come and see this young woman. Its rare that I get requested, so might as well" I hear their footsteps nearing. As they round the corner my breath hitches. I take in his appearence, his still the old motocross blue, black and yellow shirt with his headset on. His red hair going a lighter shade of red. He is still in his early 50's. He is a fit man if I do say so my self.
"And who might you be young lady. You seem familiar?" He stroke his chin where a stubble lays at rest.
"Oh of course you should, Mr Pitkin. I cant say here who I am but without any rude eavesdroppers. Wouldn't want anyone to see me without a mask aye"
At first he looks confused but then his eyes change to recognition. Back when I was a little girl just learning how to race I would always paint my face in a dead twisted way. I dont know why but I always did it. A pinch on my hips make me squeal and come out of my flash back of good times racing as a kid.
"Barry dont interrupt us, I need to speak with this one. I will also do all the usual data."
"Yes sir"
Mr Pitkin led us to a conference room which I guess is sound proof.
"AceR, welcome back" He says as his arms are wide and a smile is on his face.
I get out of Jax's grip and run into his arms. "Its nice to see you again Amarndo"
"You have grown up so much from that little face painted girl with her teeth missing to a beautiful grown up trouble maker"
"Nardo, You know me so well. Oh this is Jaxon Longhart, my boyfriend...Jax this is Amarndo Pitkin, He is the on who taught me how to ride a motorbike at the age of 9. He is basically the father I never had"
"Nice to meet you, Mr Pitkin" Jax holds out his hand, and Nardo gave him a firm handshake.
"You take good care of her alright, or I will have more people on your tail then you can say 'Oh Shit'."
"Got that sir. Of course I will take good care of her. She is my everything"
"Thats good to hear. AceR you keep him, he is a good one. Now back to business. What are you doing here?"
"Well that's a funny story. You see, some rivals said to Ana and I, we want to race you in a drag race to see who is really the baddest of the bad and the best of the best. So We took the race and we need to see who is in the FireBlade MC to see what we are exactly racing against." I finally let out a breathe I didn't know that I was holding. And somehow during my explanation I ended back in Jax's arms.
"So..." Amarndo turns on his laptop that I guess Barry brought in and starts telling us what he is doing.
"First one Acacia do you remember how your face paint was?"
"Yes of course, I loved it"
"Well here is a bag a face paint, do what you gotta do with that"
I take the paint and walk into the bathroom not without hearing what Amarndo is typing into the cards.
"AceR, V.I.P Spectator. Special guest of Amarndo Pitkin. There is one done. Now Jax do you have a name for yourself?"
"Uh Yes Sir, JHart. I wanted to match my girl..." Jax blushes and rubs the back of his neck.
"Okaye so, JHart, V.I.P Spectator. Special guest of Amarndo Pitkin"
"Awe, Shit I gotta do make mask"
"Yes you do babe now scoot"
"Okay okay, Oh and Nardo?"
"Yes?"
"Ana, Annie and Amanda are coming get them set up too please!"
"Of course Ana is still the sweet girl right?"
"Nope, Badass like me!" I run into the bathroom. Time to take myself back into the past. Trying to remember how everything went it took a long time. About 30 minutes. My face is more of a creepy doll look. Big eyes, big creepy mouth with some freckles.
"Done!" I yell out to everyone. Stepping out of the bathroom I see Jax first. His back is turned to me and he is on his phone holding an old looking bag. This is going to be fun.
"I may look happy But honestly dear. The only way I'll really smile is if you cut me ear to ear" I whisper in his ear while moving my nail down is spine like a knife, making him scream and shiver at the same time.
"Jesus Ace, that was good. Oh fuck you look umm..."
"Creepy, scary? And whats in the old bag?"
"Both actually and um Amarndo said to give you these, He said the shirt is from when you were little as it was a dress and the other things are new."
"Yay more scary clothes, Oh Jax, Im doing your face paint. You never know who is watching"
I take the clothes and look at them carefully. The shirt brings me back to the first time I was riding with a dress on. It WASa lovely light green but now its a yellowish brown. I was a hand-me-down from some homeless guy that saw me sitting in a box on the side of a road one night. I was 5... The black ripped skinny jeans and red knee high white laced up boots match the colours of my make up. There is also male clothing in here too. Good thinking Nardo....
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I put them on...taking a breath...put my hair in 2 side ponytails with some hair still carssading down my back. I step out to see Jax AGAIN with his back to the door on his phone. I grab his forearm and drag him into the large private bathroom. He lets out a scream as I turned the lights out....
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Woohoo 2 updates in one night. I wanted to make it up to you guys since im going camping soon. WITHOUT SERVICE....A writers nightmare...... I've also realised that at the beginning I spelt Jaxon like Jaxson. I was thinking of Jason but as you know went with Jaxon.
