Chapter 3

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I hate writing stuff before the story starts. Because I never know what to say. But I just wanna say thanks for reading! It really means a lot to me that everyone that reads my stories takes time out of their day to do so. IT MEANS SO MUCH!!!! So let's get right into this.


Bella's p.o.v (2016)

So the boys came with us to the bowling alley. We raced them on the go-cart track and played some arcade games. Briar won the racing in 1st place and I got second place. The boys ended up in the last place. This is pretty funny because they're guys and they said that they are the best at this. Which is pretty funny .because they weren't the best. Briar and I have been doing this since 7th grade. It's kinda a little tradition we have. We go racing any chance we get. And we always shock the people we race against even if they are boys.

/flashback \

One time we played a trick on the racers. We even had the crew of the track help. We put those suits on to cover our boobs. And we put our helmets on even before the race started. And they allowed us to practice before we raced. They had the track shut down and only opened it to advanced racers. We started practicing and we had them have everyone watch us. We got to see and hear what the advanced guys we were about to be racing were saying.

Racing the  Racer guys 👇

( / that is what the will indicate the advance drivers talking )

Driver 1 / wow these guys are good. They have to be guys. \

Driver 2 / yea I agree let's suit up and drive. Let's see what these guys can do. \

I looked over at Bella and she smirked knowing exactly what I was thinking. They think we are guys. Well, they're in for a treat. We signal the crew and they let the guys in. They make their way over to us and we hit the button that starts our guy's voices. Which are the crew members talking for us.

Driver 1 / ready to race or are you gonna chicken out? \

Driver 2 laughs and hi-fives his friend. I look over at Briar and she nods and starts to talk.

Briar / less talk more drive \

They nod and we get into our cars. ( not actually cars like go-carts. Not the actual ones like the fake ones they have )

The crew member gets the cards

3

2

1

Go!

And we are off. The race goes by and the guys try to get in the front but either I cut them off or Briar does. We are on the last lap and Briar and I are neck in neck like always. We pass the finish line at the same and the crew comes over to cheer us on. The advance drivers finish and throw their helmets off and walk over to us.

Driver 2 / how the hell did you do that !\

Driver 1 / yeah! we are the best that is impossible! \

Briar and I look at the crew members and they smile. On the count of three, we take our helmets off revealing our hair. We look at the guys and their jaws drop at the sight of our hair. They opened their jaws and go from shocked to furious.

Driver 1 and 2 /how the freaking hell did we manage to get beat by girls. You tell no one! \ the yell

Briar and I smirk knowing that this is already all over the Internet because we had the crew tape this. And oh this is gonna be fun. The guys walk away and Briar and I smirk knowing we just defeated one of the best guys that race here. Hahaha well, we just took their rankings. They even have our picture at the entrance to the tracks. Ah, life.

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