Trip Murphy with The Outsiders

Chapter 10 Part 2~

    After 10 minutes of silence, I went out of the house and over to the shop next door. The shop had been abandoned a long time ago, so me and Danika are trying our hardest to make the shop be worthy again. We asked Steve and Soda to help us make and put up the sign, which now says,
    *Greasy Motors and Bikes*
    So can become a business. So far, we have two Socs who need oil changes. Also Dallas’ prized possession motorcycle. He said somebody spray painted it a neon pink. Then drove it into a tree. All while he was in the cooler for a small pack of cancer sticks. The day he got released, he brought it back to us. As we had the cheapest prices, and worked hard. I opened the garage door to part of the shop, and went back to Danika’s garage. I opened the door and climbed into my car. Starting it up and backing out. Pulling it into our shop. Once the garage door was shut and the car was off. I pressed a button to raise the car up. Once it was at the height I wanted, I grabbed my toolbox and eye protection. I rolled the long bench under the car and set down the toolbox. Opening it, and going onto the roller platform. I looked and went through every wire and pipe, looking for any bugs. I rolled out from under the car, starting to dust myself off. When the shop phone rang. 
    “Greasy Motors and Bikes Shop. How may I help you?”
    “Alexis, it’s me, Mikey. Danika just got a new car from Steve. And a big announcement that him and her are now a couple!Trip, LArry, Ray, and SOda helped Stve build it for her. She wanted me to call you and tell you she’s gonna be racing you and Trip. So I’ll be helping you for the day.” exclaimed Mikey. I groaned. Why did she contact my ex? Did she even know he was my ex?
    “Fine. Only for the day. Meet me in 10 minutes.” I hung up, disgusted. I lowered the car off the platform again and opened the garage door. Waiting for Mikey to show. 15 minutes later, Mikey pulled in with his Ferrari. I rolled my eyes as I went back inside. Getting into my car, I started it. It coming to life, making that loud roaring noise. I backed up out of the shop, utting the car into gear next to Mikey’s car. *whistle*
    “Your car is hot. How fast can she go? That’s why your here. To track my time turning corners and how fast going straight.” I pulled out before he could comment. I didn’t look back either. I drove around the block going extremely fast. When I came around for my first lap, Mikey was standing by the curb. Holding the timer. After 9 more laps, I pulled back into the shop. I got out and Mikey came up to me.
    “She went 110 mph around the curbs and when you drove past me going straight ahead, you were going 180 mph. Ray told me to get you mad. That’s how your so fast.” He said, seriously. 
    “Just you being here is making me mad.” I growled. 
    “Good. Because I’m not leaving until you win.” He smirked. I just rolled my eyes.