❝ 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪'𝘮 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴
𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴
𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 ❞
OR
in which luke has been hiding his
innocent roommate from the race
tra...
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( chapter twelve: off to the races)
naya handed the woman her change. similar to the fretting mother, her mind was on other matters. the girl sat lazily on the counter while fiona took an old couples order, chewing her bubblegum loudly.
sending nimra a quick text to ask her how the clothes shopping was going, naya sighed. earlier that week, ashton had invited her to this friday's race, resulting in some protest from luke and some stern looks from nimra. the flag-girl had decided to dress naya up, saying that she should 'look the part' if she was going to be sitting with ashton and perhaps even lisa.
of course, luke protested again, and nimra and luke argued.
a lot.
to naya, the whole idea seemed daft. her first trip to the track was filled with 'keep your head down' and 'don't look anyone in the eye'.
but now nimra wanted her to attract attention?
trying not to dwell on her friends possible ulterior motives, naya turned to fiona, who was chatting to joey about a new movie.
"d'you wanna come with us naya?" fiona asked. "we're going to watch the new star wars movie on friday."
immediately, naya's smile fell and she was weighing up the options. one the one hand, she had been waiting weeks to see this movie, and fiona and joey would definitely make it fun. on the other hand, friday was the race. and she may have promised to accompany michael to watch the movie on sunday.
"i— i can't," she finally got out.
"what? you got plans?" fiona said, as if the idea was improbable.
a little put off by her tone, naya shot back, "maybe i do."
joey, a little more empathetic, asked, "what about saturday?"
naya shook her head.
"no i— well, i kinda promised my friend i'd watch it with him."
fiona wiggled her eyebrows. "was it mister cutie from a few weeks ago?"
not even thinking about it, naya shook her head furiously. "he's not cute, none of them are cute," she tried to say with the knowledge that every single one of them were as attractive as heck.
"sure," fiona drawled. "but it is one of them?"
naya nodded, "yeah, mikey, the blonde— the drunk one."
"he was cute," fiona sighed.
even joey nodded in agreement, flipping a burger. "i like the one that cooked with me."
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are you still coming to the race tonight? calum | 11:13 am
