Clay went to his room, after getting the stuff out of his backpack, but suddenly his phone started ringing. "God damn it," Clay said. "Who could be calling me at this hour." Clay picked up the phone, and answered it.
"Hey dude, what's going on?" Ricky asked. "I'm in the middle of homework," Clay answered. "What is it?" "Sorry, well when you're done turn to the NASCAR channel," Ricky explained. "Something big is coming up, and I think it might solve your problem." "Let's hope you're right," Clay said. "And let's hope more that it'll make me famous." An hour later, Clay finished up with all the homework he had, and turned on his TV watch.
"Hey all you racing fans," the announcer explained. "Coming this Summer, is the biggest event you've been waiting for. The first annual NASCAR brawl tournament. Tickets are on sale now, and any racer will be accepted. Be sure to bring a body bag, and a blood bag. Whoever survives, will become the champion. Be there." Clay turned off the TV watch, after it was done.
"Pretty hardcore, right?" Ricky asked. "I'm signing you up tomorrow." "It might sound good, but I'm not sure about it," Clay answered. "That announcer said "Bring a body bag and a blood bag", so that definitely means I'm not leaving that place alive." "Hey it won't be that bad," Ricky said. "I could try modifying your car to where it can do a lot of damage to the other vehicles when they try and come at you. You'd be on top of the world." "We'll see about that," Clay said. "Let's just hope that Penny girl will see me at the tournament."
"Who's Penny?" Ricky asked. "She's a girl I meet in the locker room while I was getting really to leave this afternoon," Clay answered. "She said she was going to add me to her news blog that she runs on her website." "Wait is that website called "Race For Action.com" by any chance?" Ricky asked. "I don't know, she never told me," Clay answered. "Look it up, right now," Ricky explained. Clay placed his homework back in his backpack, and then looked up Race For Action.com on his laptop. After going to the website, Clay saw a picture of Penny wearing a racers jumpsuit on top of the title. "Oh my god," Clay said. "She looks f**king hot in that. I think I may have just found a love interest."
"Wait, you're not seriously thinking about hooking up with chick, are you?" Ricky asked. "You don't know anything about her." "Well from the looks of it, she might turn out to be a racing groupie," Clay answered. "I'm pretty sure there's no such thing as one," Ricky said. "Well I'll just have to talk with her at lunch tomorrow," Clay explained. "I just invited her." "Great, let's hope you don't blow it after making the first move," Ricky said. "I'm not gonna blow it, Ricky," Clay said. Suddenly the butler came into the room. "Master Clayton, you are requested at dinner," he said. "Thanks Jeeves," Clay said. "I gotta go. I'll talk to you later."
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