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My bike keeps spinning and when it stops I roll off before it falls just so it doesn't break my leg.

I lay sprawled out on the floor ,with a nasty bruise on my knee might I add " curse these short shorts" I hiss. "Shit!" I practically scream, I mean...I could have died! Running towards my bike , I realize I only have a few minutes before Axel wins . but there is one thing for sure.....win or loose I'm definitely going to break his arm.

Starting my bike up and speeding like I'm being chased by a hell hound ,I begin to inch closer and closer to his car . That cocky bastard ,obviously! He thought he got rid of me and foolishly decided to slow down .so I'm going to teach him a lesson.

The race isn't over until its over.

Speeding up a little more ,I notice the finish line ahead and decide to test my luck . sending up a quick prayer to my guardian angel ,I rev up and speed as fast as rosalita can run. Inching closer and closer to his car by the second , we're seconds away from the finish line . I catch up to him at last minute ,swerving to the left ,I grab on to his side mirror .the moment we're basically in front of the finish line I speed off ......first. I don't stop speeding even after I cross the finish line,instead I go back to the bar area where I left my friends . "marry me Rhea...." Shawn says,looking like a lovestruck puppy. "I'm sorry Shawn ,but I'm taken". " really? By who" "rosalita" I respond sounding chirpy "I should have expected that " I notice Axel walking towards us again , but this time I go to meet up with him.right before he can say anything I knee him in the groin. You see,there's this kind of satisfaction I derive from making assholes like him feel pain.with a roundhouse kick to his head I knock him unconscious and walk back to my friends "so how are we going to celebrate your win?" Mira asks looking mischievous "pizza at my place?" "What!? No". " we need to have actual fun" "ummm. Okay?" "I have an idea ,let's go"

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"I swear on everything precious that Miranda is absolutely crazy" I have to say, I knew she was up to no good the second she said she had an idea ;but I didn't expect something so crazy! . so here we are in the middle of a club , I mean the type of club with extremely drunk men, basically all types of drugs and most importantly ,completely naked people (both men and women) . it's quite funny though because the second we got in here Ace was being attacked by two blonde girls in bikini briefs only . while Ace was trying to get away from the two walking STDs ,Jake was practically screaming at and battling with five girls in the same attire as the ones mentioned before and a thirty something year old man in a pink sparkly bow tie and an extremely tight pair of shorts with zebra stripes on it. I mean sure jake is pretty good looking with his brown hair ,warm brown eyes ,pink lips ,perfect body and h- ,oh no no no no no .evil thoughts out ,clean thoughts in. My point is although I'm not exactly having a great time ,it is pretty fun to watch ace, Jake and Shawn try to fight girls and man off them while Jeff and Miranda seem pretty determined to drink themselves to stupor.I think they are taking my 'win' as an opportunity to get drunk and forget about everything that is happening with their dad.speaking of their Dad ,I'll have to admit, I haven't exactly been a good friend to Mira so I plan on making it up to her tomorrow. However,right now I have to be the responsible one amongst us because unfortunately I'm the designated driver. I walk up to the bar attendant ,hoping that this night will end fast and ask for a glass of martini with a little bit of tequila . just as expected the twenty something year old dude looks at me skeptically and I find that a little confusing,because for one I most definitely do not look underage ,two we're in a freaking club so he should be used to this by now ,and three its just one glass its not like I asked for the whole bottle. Grabbing my drink ,I move to a quiet booth in a corner where I can keep an eye on everyone but at the same time get some peace and quiet while I work on my codes and programs. Taking a second to pray that nothing dirty or perverted has happened here ,I take my seat. Let the night begin.

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