"We look like a couple." He smirked as he handed me my phone which now displays the picture of us together. "Yeah." I grinned. "A couple of friends." "Friendzoned." Someone coughed from behind. Imagine yourself walking home at around 10:00 at night carrying around grocery bags that your mom forced you to buy. Got it? Great. Now imagine being surrounded by four very shiny looking cars with no one around. Now if this happened to you, you'd probably cry or scream for help right? But being the smartass I am, I decided to throw my heels at them, and I guess that just pissed them off even more because they started roaring their engines at me... Meet Clair Anderson, your not so typical good girl. With her straight A results and unfinished homework one couldn't quite call her a nerd. The innocent look only hides the fact that she can throw a punch or two if needed. Nothing bizzare ever seemed to happen in her teenage life until that one fateful night changed it all. Races, drugs, bets, better buckle your seatbelts for one hell of a ride. WARNING: This story contains a lot of swooning, laughing and probably some grammar mistakes if I'm lazy af.

No. 1 in car! Amelia Banks isn't your typical girl, knowing all there's is to know about cars, racing and mechanics can make someone an outcast. Despite all of that she loves to dance, which makes her mum happy in the fact that her daughter isn't a complete boy at heart. Amelia's two best friends have personality in bucket loads, so why is her and her friends existence ignored in school? Her next door neighbour Ollie Turner couldn't be anymore different, he has the hearts of every girl in school apart from Amelia and her friends. So what happens when Ollie finally notices her and they get put in the same mechanical engineering class together? Throw in illegal racing, lots of trouble, road trips and love? Could it be a total disaster or a miracle? --------------------------- "What?" I ask him. "why are you here?" He questions. "I'm I'm this class, this is my other class I was telling you about on Saturday, oh do you remember Saturday? When we hung out and spoke all night, oh I guess not, since we're not friends" I spat at him. A flash of hurt appears in his eyes. "Look I'm sorry, the boys wanted to speak to you guys today but I thought you'd be better off without us" what did he mean? That made no sense. "Save it, you knew we'd ruin your reputation since we're outcasts and you're popular and all" he raked a hand through his hair at my statement. "Look, it was scary how fast we got along, it took me months to befriend the lads and with you... and the girls, it was so easy, I won't lie though I wasn't sure how people would react if we hung out but then I realise none of them people mean anything to me, they're nobodies" ***FOLLOW ME FOR RESTRICTED CHAPTERS***