Fate.

7

I wake up the next morning curled up on the couch with Chase, we must've fallen asleep watching movies. I'm just about to fall back asleep when he moves.

"Morning sleepyhead," I say when he opens his eyes.

"Mornin'," he mumbles.

"I'd so love to go home right now but I have to go to Will's race," I sigh.

"Yeah you've got to support your brother," he says.

"Can we just stay here a little while longer?" I ask as my eyes begin to close.

"Whatever you want," he says as I fall back asleep.

*****

I wake up again but this time Chase is gone. I grab my phone to look at the time to see it's two. I quickly get up to change and get ready as the race is at three. I throw on shorts, one of Todd's hoodies, and my Vans then finish getting ready. I walk down the hall to Todd's room and knock on the door, Justin answers.

"It's about time you got up," he says letting me in.

"Oh shut it," I say sitting between Chase and Todd on the couch. "You know it would've been nice if someone would've stayed with me."

"Sorry Sav," Chase says.

"It's fine, I just would've liked if you were there when I woke up," I say and he wraps his arm around me.

"Anyways...we should go to the track, pre-race is going to start soon," Todd says.

"I guess we should," I say. We all get up and head out to our rentals. Keely is riding with Harrison, Chase is riding with me & Todd is riding with Justin.

We drive into the infield , find parking spots and head straight to pit road. Chase and I go find Austin while the others go to find Noah.

"Hey Austin," I say hugging  him.

"Hey," he says. "How come you're here so late, you're always here hours before the race?"

"I was super tired and slept in way too late," I respond pulling away.

"Ah," he says.

"So who got the pole?" I ask.

"Gragson," he replies.

"That's great, of course for him not you," Chase says and we laugh.

"You're a dork," I tease.

"But I'm your dork," he says and I playfully shove him.

"Y'all are adorable and it's kinda sickening," Austin says as pre-race begins.

We stick around for pre-race and I make sure to wish him luck before we head out to the stands.

*****

Justin Allgaier ends up winning the race so we're all hanging out at the hotel. It's me, Chase, Todd, Justin, Harrison, Keely, JH, Christopher, Noah, Austin, Will and, Clyde. We're all just sitting around talking, Chase and I are curled up on the couch next to Harrison and Keely.

"Since when are you two a thing?" Will questions referring to Chase and I.

"Technically we're not "a thing" yet, he still hasn't asked me out," I respond.

"I'm just waiting for the perfect time," Chase says. "Also I talked to KB and he said I can run the no. 46 truck next weekend at Iowa."

"Seriously?" I ask excitedly.

"Yeah but I have to fly there from Oregon," he responds.

"Oh yeah," I say. "I forgot you're running ARCA."

"Wow Sav," he chuckles.

"Sorry there's been a lot of stuff going on," I say.

"Speaking of that Sav I meant to talk to you yesterday," Will says.

"We'll talk about it later," I say as I look at Harrison then smile and he smiles back. "You know I'm gonna ask KB if I can go with you to Oregon, Chase."

"I'd love it if you did," he grins.

"As long as the boss approves, I can go," I say. "I should be able to as long as I have the schedules ready before we leave."

"Well you better do that on Monday cause we're leaving on Wednesday," he says.

"Sounds good," I grin. "That'll be my first ARCA race."

"You never went to Harrison, Todd, Will or JH's?" he questions.

"Nope, I was always at school so I never had the time for it," I respond.

"Wow I would've thought you've been to at least one," he says.

"My mom would never let her go to one," Will comments.

"That's apart of the reason why I hate her. She didn't let me go to races until I got to high school and she'd only let me go to Will's races until I got my job at KBM," I explain.

"Damn Sav," Chase says.

"It's true," I say.

"Yeah I think mom didn't want her getting into racing like I did," Will adds.

"What did she expect? We live in Race City USA," I say.

"I understand somewhat why you hate your stepmom," Chase says.

"Let's just get off the topic of the stepmother," I say.

"We should order some pizza," Clyde recommends. 

"Yes," we all say.