Roses for Mya

The Race and Number 35

Its now 7pm and i'm at the races and I bet you can guess who one of the racers are. Mitch is number 35. The worse part is i have to race against him because number 36 got sick last minute. That lead me to were I am now. I'm in my 2015 laFerrari Ferrari with Dean and Luna talking to me through the helmet microphone. Opa is also standing in front of my car and Mitchs Divo.

"Three" So it begins.

"Two" On go.

"One" Its time.

"Go"

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I won. My mom used to always tell me its never about the car its about who drives it, and I was taught to win. I won just enough to get a new phone, about $400.
After the races we all sit around and eat food that Oma made. Tonight she made meatloaf and mashed potatoes.  Me, Luna, and Dean are all talking and eating when we get a phone call from Kate.
"Guys something happened can you guys come to the police station please?" Kate said in a small voice.
"Yeah we are on our way." Luna spoke without thought. I hung up and tolled them that I'd meet them there.

"Kate what happened? Why the hell am I at the police station at 9 o'clock?" Dean said with no worry at all.
"Well I was at a restaurant eating and I heard someone talking and I didn't like what they were saying so I confronted them and they just kept saying it over and over so I hit him." Kate blanked.
"What were they saying Kate?" Luna asked while squatting in front of her.
"Can we just leave please"  Kate
"Yeah Dean I'll take you home" I said walking out to my car.
We I thought got in and I took him home. He didn't live too far from me.
"Do you want to go home or sleep at mine?" Dean looked up guilty and nodded his head. I turned around and headed to mine. Sometimes he stays at my house because his dad hates him. No one really knows why. I have my ideas and he has his. I'm the only one who knows, I'm the only one who would care but try not to fix it. I help him when I can. I fond out one ill fated night. I as at his house crying cuz of this one guy and I knew he could help. He sat me in his room but I could still hear the screaming and throwing of bottles.
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It's now Friday and I have no clue what I'm doing with my life. I'm sitting on bed with my top half and one leg hanging of the bed, and a chip in mouth listening to Friday night by some band. My mom is at some meeting with a big client and I have the house to myself for the weekend. Then, then SOMETHING had to ruin my time .
"MYA" I fell of my bed. Just completely. I am no on the floor on a bag of half eaten Doritos.  I look up and at my window to see Mr. too tall to care dude..... AKA Mitch.
"Hey Mitch What can I help you with?" I asked trying to get a crushed chip out of my hair.

"I'm bored do you want to do something?" He said with a dreamy far off look. 

"Yeah, you drive." I said still on the floor.

"Meet in 10" He said half way out of his room. 

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So that is how I ended up half naked in number 35s car. Lets go back though. 

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Somewhere" He said whiling looking at me wit the biggest smirks ever. 

And that led us to a beach 10 minutes away. 

At the beach we just talked no funny business. We walked along the sand and I may or may not have gotten pushed in. And I may or may not have pushed Mitch back in as revenge.  That leads us to where we are now: Both completely soaked sitting on a bench talking. 

"I never would have guessed you drove like that." Mitch said thinking out loud. 

"Well, I work there, so I know how to drive a car or two."  He nodded properly not believing my quick statement on the subject. 

"So tell me about yourself Mitch?" I asked after the deafening silents. 

"Well I used to live in New York, my dad is in the navy, I have a little brother, and I almost burned down the house in the second grade after thinking I could cook."  Mitch divulged. "So what about you?"

"Well I used to live in Colorado, my dad is in  South.... South I don't know, I have 4 older siblings, and I don't think I ever burned down the house... What where you cooking?" Mya

"tosdheo" Mitch said while wiping his mouth so I couldn't hear him. 

"You almost burned down the house while making toast. This is amazing." I said know what he said since I'm fluent in smudge language. 

The night was going well, just talking and stuff It got supper late so we decided to go home. This is such a wonderful night. I guess it is a year of firsts. 

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Welp another chapter... this is so bad im so sorry idk if its ever going to get good so im going to stop writing it. Im you actually like it message me and i can give you the last chapter lol