16 years old Skyla Ryans starts her second year of high school. Her world turns completely upside down when Tyler Hanson, an amazing motorcycle rider, joins her school.
- "Well, the universe is under no obligation to make sense to you." I say, hopin...
It took me some time to assemble a good outfit. It's an illegal race, I know the kind of people who'll be there... I think I do. I chose something black and sexy, so I'm discreet, but still looking good.
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I get out of the house and take a cab. I give the driver the address that Tyler texted me and we head there. It took us 30 minutes to arrive. It's a dark place, with scary people. I could hear the sound of the motors and smell the gasoline from here.
- "Are you sure this is where you want to go, Miss?" The driver asks me.
- "Yes, thank you." I pay him then get out of the car.
I start walking through the crowd. Some strange men start looking at me but I ignore them. I look around the place, and that's when I realize what I am doing. Why the hell did I come here? This place is awful and scary, somebody could attack me again. I am out of my fucking mind, I don't know if it's my period or Tyler who's driving me crazy. Speaking of which, what the hell is he going to say when he sees me here? Fuck! I didn't think about that part. But he gave me the address, he didn't just mention it to me, he texted it like he wanted me to come.
I hear some screams coming from my right and I head there. Most of the women here are kind of the same, they're either dancing, almost naked, or making out with some guys.
- "Looking for something?" A man behind me asks. I turn and look at him. His hear is greasy and he stinks.
- "Yeah, I uh..." I clear my voice. "I'm looking for the race." I look away as I say it. I try to look as badass as possible, but deep down I'm shaking.
- "Why would a little girl like you come to a place like this?" He looks at me from head to toe then he steps forward. His horrible smell invades me so I start walking away but he catches my arm. "Where do you think you're going?" He touches my hair and I scream:
- "Let me go." I start struggling and he strengthens his grip on my arm.
- "Skyla?" I hear Tyler's voice. I look behind me and see him looking around and calling my name.
- "Tyler!" He turns to me and frowns.
- "Hey! Let her go." He screams while walking fast to us.
- "I see you're with the star." The man says while Tyler pushes him away from me. "No need to get mad big guy. You should tell your girl to be more careful when she wants to meet your crowd."
- "Fuck off Marcus." Tyler takes my hand and drags me to a quiet corner. "What the fuck are you doing here?" He asks, visibly angry. Really angry.
- "I don't know, I just..." I don't have any reason.
- "Fuck you Skyla. Why are you always looking for problems?"
- "I didn't know that it was dangerous!" I defend myself.
- "It's fucking illegal! We're not in a fucking novel, that guy could've hurt you."
- "I'm sorry. I don't know why I came. I'll just go." I turn away but he catches my arm.
