My alarm went off and I looked at my phone.
Quin: Since its the first time seeing your face I'd look kickass if I were you
Me: Tf? Bitch I look kickass all the time
I guess he is right, I took a shower and washed and shaved myself. I let my hair dry on its own since it'll be as straight as a needle, then I started with my makeup.
I put on foundation and concealer first then I contoured my face and put on highlight. Then I started with eyeshadow. I did a grey smokey eye and filled in my eyebrows. Then it came down to real work I winged my top eyeliner (lets be real that took me about a good 20 minutes to master) and put eyeliner on my lower lids. Next I put on a dark maroon matte lipstick. Lastly I put on mascara and setting spray.
I went to my closet and put on dark super ripped skinny jeans that went just under my belly button with a black lace cropped top that looked more like a bra than a shirt and a leather jacket. Then I put in my belly button ring that I rarely wore and changed my nose ring to a hoop.
I took a look in the mirror and stared at the tattoo on my rib cage. It was a half moon and under it read never forget. I zipped my jacket up and grabbed my keys, when I had an idea on what would finish my look. I went into my night stand and grabbed my face mask like what doctors would wear. It was all black with skull teeth on it. I slipped it in my bag and left for the warehouse.
Rick was sitting on a chair next to my car. "Damn my girl is looking fine," I said talking about my car.
"Yeah it didn't take me as long as I thought it would," he stood up and took a look at his work.
"Well you did a pretty damn good job, no bubbles or scratches or nothing. How much money do you want," I crossed my arms still looking at my girl.
"Wow no D, I can't make you pay. You letting me touch RC is worth more than money," he started to walk away and I shoved a 100 dollar bill into his chest. He shook his head and threw me the keys.
I hopped into the car and Quin walked to the window. "Where you going, you're gonna make her tired before she can race." He scolded.
"Listen I need to get shit running through here, I'm not gonna race her cold blooded," I drove her around for about an hour then came back. I didn't beat on her cause I didn't want too much strain on her.
We sat at the shop and talked about who we were planning on racing. Everyone had their own car but mine was like the Vin Diesel outta the group not trying to compare myself to fucking Vin Diesel but you know.
"I'll take MGK," I said when everyone quieted down.
"You're actually taking him on?! Are you sure RC can hold up to his car, he has all new stuff and I know you like to keep it old school," Jake said.
"Are you doubting me?" I planted my elbows hard onto my knees. I knew I scared him, I was as strong as every guy I raced with maybe stronger if you got me pissed enough, though I didn't have completely huge ass muscles you could definitely see that I had some.
"N-no it's just that you haven't raced in a couple weeks so you might not be on top of your game," he said nervously. "And RC is a stick and-"
"I guess you'll just see when I race, RC is a strong car Jake. Don't ever fuckin doubt her!" I push my index finger hard onto his chest.
"Um Devyn I think we should leave now," Quin said.
Everyone got into their cars and I turned on RC and listened to her run for a bit, no matter what shit was going on, the rev of that motor always claimed me. We drove to our regular meeting spot. I slipped my mask over each ear before I got there so that became what I was known for. I didn't get out until it was racing time.
A dark blue car pulled up next to me and the driver rolled down the window. The man had on sunglasses and the lenses were tinted a light pink, that made no sense it'd make it harder to see but I guess that'll be a plus for me. "You gonna race that thing or just sit pretty in it?" His deep voice pierced through the sound of both our running motors as the crisp cold night air ran through my car window.
I revved my motor signaling that I wanted to race and he held up a 100 dollar bill. I laughed and shook my head and held up 500 dollars. "Feeling ballsy are we?" He pulled up on the left side and I pulled up on the right.
I closed my window while we waited for the racers in front of us to go. There were 3 cars ahead of us. I took a deep breath in and out as I felt a sudden over load of anxiety and adrenaline rush through my veins. I put on I Don't Feel Quite Right by Palaye Royale on which always calmed my nerves.
I don't feel quite right,
there's something in the air here tonight,
Might be the way she's lookin at me something's wrong,
something's wrong with me
I heard the cars in front of us take off and I turned the radio off. One thing I can't do is race with music on and win. I gripped the steering wheel tight as we both pulled up to the line.
I could hear my heart beat in my ears so I focused on the sound of RC. I somehow managed to tighten my grip more on the steering wheel with my left hand while my right held tight onto my shifter. The starter which was a girl pointed at MGK asking silently if he was ready, he revved his motor twice. She pointed at me and I revved RC twice.
My left foot eased into the clutch as she raised both hands. I set my right foot on the gas pedal but tensed it so I could slam into it when she dropped her hands. Time went slow as I focused on the exact timing I'd need to press straight into the gas and let straight off the clutch. If i fucked it up RC would stall and I'd look like a complete dumbass. My heart raced faster and faster.
The girl looked back and forth between us and I tensed up even more ready to jump into movement when her arms fell. Both arms drop and I slammed into the gas and off the clutch at the same time while I threw it into 1st then timed it again as I threw her into 2nd. He was a little in front of me as the ending line came near. I let my anger take over. I AM NOT GOING TO LOSE AGAINST THIS PRICK! I shifted into 3rd then 4th, I couldn't tell who was winning we were both so close. I held her to the floor. My speedometer ready 120 mph but that's all it went to, I'm not going to fucking lose come Devyn get your head out of your ass LETS FUCKING GO YOU FUCK FACE! It was so hard to steer at this point. I pressed the button on my steering wheel giving me a big boost a little after him. I could only hope my timing was better than his. We both zipped past the finish point and I let off of RC.
I prayed that I crossed first I wouldn't be able to handle anything less. We came to a stop and drove off to the where the crowd was. This is where I'd find out who won.
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Sorry for the cliffhanger guys but 🤷🏼♀️you'll have to wait till next chapter. I'm not kidding guys I was actually getting anxious while writing the part when Devyn came to the start point, I had to take a break and come back 😂 but correct me on any spelling errors please;)
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Autophobia
FanfictionAutophobia- The fear of abandonment Racing. It was in my blood from the day I was born. My dad raised me working on cars, so I knew the ins and outs. But I wasn't racing for that NASCAR shit, I was a street racer and that was all I wanted to be. I...
