shes a street racer

chapter 1

i clenched my teeth together as my parents went on another rant of expectations, my future, and of course their reputation. i could feel my moulers press harder together causing pain in the back of my mouth. the muscles in my cheek flexxes and strained againt the pressure.

" A B+ is unacceptable we agreed you could keep your job with the acception that your grades didnt drop" i didnt bother telling my mother that my letter grade dropped because the teacher told me i was a spoiled pretencious girl and i told him he was a small dicked man child that couldnt keep his eyes off the female students long enough to teach the class properly because i knew it wouldnt help my case

instead i reasured them i wouldnt let it happen again. since my brother walked out on our family two years ago my parents standards have become so harsh it was like i was in a prison. looking and acting like someone who isnt me, pretending our family isnt slowly falling apart. i wish i could hate my brother but i dont, i envy him. he was able to walk away, he was able to tell my parents he wasnt their puppet. i watched as my parents relationship crumbled though. as he left i was there in the wake of the aftermath to endure all the heart brake, betrayl and wicked right hook my father has. still i dont blame him. i learned fast to act like the perfect daughter when in the public eye and around my parents. at night though when i was at my "job" i got to be the real me.

grabbing my car keys i head out the door to my car. a silver benz that my dad announced as a ladies car. i hate everything about it, the looks i get when people assume im a spoiled little girl. it had no speed, no thrill, it wasnt who i was it was who my father was. polished and picture perfect. before i slipped into the car my father came trotting towards me loudly asking me where i was going.

" im going to work daddy" using my sweet voice " then im heading over to beccas so we can study for our chem test tomorrow. so i wont be home tonight." i kissed his cheek and jumped into the car slowly pulling away from my fathers gaze and heading to my garage.

kennys head popped up from the hood of my car. i trace my hand along the side until i reached the front and smiled down at him. " hows it coming along?" i asked as he screwed on the oil cap onto my red toyota ft-1.

" its good i filled all your fluids and replaced your nos, the tires where in bad condition so i just finished swapping them out, you need to take it easy with the drifting your swinging out to far on your right turns if you dont pull it in faster your not only going to mess up your steering your going to spin out and lose. also i was able to get out the dent you caused from the other night." he said smiling.

i reached up and tapped his cheek playfully " you know damn well that dent was not my fault. gems so determined to knock me out of this race hes playing dirty." kenny winced when i reminded him of last nightss events where gem a burlie tatted roid monkey tried ramming me off the road on a sharp turn but ended up with more damage done to his car and a losing title.

i walked over to the drivers side of my car, the car i was proud to call mine and hide from my parents knockledge and traced my hand over the steering wheel before pressing the engine start button that rest on the left side of the wheel. it purred to life and i closed my eyes letting my heartbeat studder with excitment.

" the maps diffrent tonight, they wanna give your competition a winning chance, they wont upload the route till you get there. teige is bringing in new blood tonight, says your should bring your game cuz the input it double and apparently the new blood is damn good." i smiled at him and nodded

" its about time they brought in someone who can make this a race, im tired of just taking everyones money" i said with a wink making kenny laugh.

" go get ready" he nods towards the back room of the garage and with out hesitation i head into the room grabbing my racing clothing. a pair of pleather skin tight pants a white tank and a black leather jacket that hugged me in all the right places. i pulled my hair back out of my face and grabbed the white peice of mesh like cloth after sticking my feet into a pair of black studded army boots.