Demolition Racers.

Chapter 02: Racing For The Future.

As Clay got his school uniform out of his gym locker, he entered the changing room while Penny waited outside. Two minutes later, Clay came out wearing his school uniform, and placed his racing jumpsuit, and boots in his backpack.

"Alright, I better meet up with my grandpa," Clay said. "He just came to pick me up." "Oh well, I'll see you tomorrow at lunch," Penny said. "You too." As Clay left the locker room, he made his way back inside towards the principal's office. Walter was waiting outside of the office for him, while also shaking his hands with the principal. "Pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Parks," the principal said. "I'm sure your son's company will do us well."

After the principal went back inside, Walter turned and noticed his grandson. "Ah, there's my racer in training," Walter said. "How was the track with Ricky today?" "Same old track, but I'm still not fast enough," Clay explained. "Ricky even suggested that I'd race against his brother's remote vehicle toys."

"I don't see that as a good idea," Walter said. "That's what I told him," Clay explained. "What I really need is a challenge that will really get me into the big leagues of racing." "Yeah well, I'm sure that dream will come some day," Walter said. "But for now, we need to keep you trained on stuff you're already doing. Come on, it's time to go home." As Walter lead his grandson out of the school, they headed towards his pick up truck. After getting in, they noticed Clay's ten year old little sister Daisy, who was already sleeping in the back.

"Why's Daisy asleep?" Clay asked. "Well sometimes listening to Sum 41 on her iPhone put's her to sleep real fast," Walter answered. "Apparently she's more of a boy band kind of girl." As the two got in, Walter drove off towards home. "So, has Vic been working on some new tech for his company?" Clay asked. "Not sure yet," Walter answered. "He's been so occupied ever since your mother became an android, so we might as well wait for him to reveal something." "I'll I hope they won't be as dangerous as his polarization cannon, or his grappling tiger claw," Clay explained. "Not to mention this is the same step dad that sold the aquatic car, and a mechanical scalp scratcher."

"Hey sometimes your scalp is so itchy, it needs to be scratched," Walter said. "Anyway, let's just hope he's just as happy for you, when you started joining the Sophomore Racing Club at your high school." "He's been gone since yesterday, and I didn't even mention that to him," Clay explained. "He didn't even show up for dinner, either." "Well at least your Mother knows," Walter said. "Now what is it that you're hoping to do with your racing career?" "Well, all I need is a gig to get into, in order to push my racing action towards the extremes," Clay said. "Until that happens, I'll just wait here being a racing nobody."

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