Racing Hearts

We were just two drops in an ocean of tears...

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Racing wasn't exactly something you see a girl doing everyday, much less a teenage one at that. But Lana considered herself lucky, being able to race with a bunch of old pros all thanks to her older cousin. But what happens when a certain boy at school finds out? This certain boy happens to be the definition of trouble, with the looks of a Greek god. Insert Vincent, the swoon-worthy cliche 'bad boy' that all of Western Shore High runs away from as fast as possible. Lana just gags at the thought of him and his cliche lifestyle. What's worse is now he has some serious dirt that could cost Lana the trust of the only family that she has left.

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"This isn't over." I spoke loudly to his walking form.

"No, but once I smoke you on the tracks it will be." He shouted back while taking out his keys and throwing one leg over his bike.

"That's never going to happen." I responded confidently, but it sounded like I was trying to convince myself that more than anything.

"Looks like you'll have to race me to find out, princess." He said, starting up his bike. The smirk on his face showed just how smug he was feeling.

And I was going to wipe that filthy smirk right off his face. No way in hell was I about to lose to this cocky ass hat.