The nerd is badass | not completed

Chapter 10

"We need to go home so we can grab the bikes" C says as she leans on my car again, James and Michelle are already in the back of the Merc, Sam sitting in the passenger seat of the car with her door open still able to be part of the conversation.

"We all need to change cars remember" Chris adds while Tyler nods hoping in the drivers seat.

"Okay sweet well go buy the house drop these cars off and then well go straight to the race" I say pulling my bandana down and hoping in the car, starting up our cars and heading back onto the main road drive back home.

"Chris don't you even dare asking to race home" Sam says in the radio groaning, you can hear Tyler laughing at her annoyance even C chuckles a little bit before rolling her eyes.

" Cant you let a man dream? I taught her everything she knows and now shes better than me, not fair" Chris huffs like a big baby, before speeding off.
His dodge is absolutely beautiful its a blacked out 1969 Dodge Charger, its one of my favourite cars to look at such a shame he's never won a race against me with it.

"Ky whens our next mission? its been a bit quiet lately i'm getting bored at the house" C asks turning down the radio, turning to look at me.

"Our next mission is to make a deal with an Italian drug lord, he owes us a lot of money and his time is up" I say not taking my eyes off the road, C nods and turns back up the radio. I pull up into the garage, parking the car in its designated spot as we step out the car I immediately see Chris pouting at me with some very adorable puppy eyes. I already know what he's about to ask.

" Yes you can take the car, if it doesn't come back in one piece your head will be hung up on my wall" I turn to him my tone is serious and he knows that car is my favourite thing in the world besides one little thing I get to see in the morning before school.

"Fuck yeah! Ill be pulling all the ladies in this" Chris says almost jumping up and down in excitement, he absolutely loves mg midnight purple GTR R34. I really think he loves it more than he loved me.

"Hell no if i see a bitch come near that car i will fucking stab you" not a single word comes out as a joke, I fucking hate bitches who come up to my car and touch it.

"Alright lets go we only have 15 minutes till your race starts" James says hoping in the beautiful silver S14,
C and I nod at each other as we hop onto our bikes. I hop onto my Kawasaki Ninja H2R and she jumps on her Superleggera V4 Ducati, reving our bikes signalling that were racing to the location.

Heading the back roads to avoid the police its C and I leading on our bikes followed by the boys swerving through the lanes trying to catch up, both us girls are wearing stilettos so i don't understand how the boys are so far behind all they have to do is press the gas.

We round a corner and were at the location of the race, we see all kind of cars, bikes and builds. I have some serious respect for some of these builds they're  all some type of car i've wanted, owned or will eventually own after tonight. No one messes around when we race, we all race for slips. Basically means if you lose you lose the car or bike, simple enough but on top of that you win the bets the people put in.

I notice my race starts soon, to my surprise i am yet to see The Scorpion gang yet. I take my helmet off making sure my bandana is tight around my face I turn to see the rumble of a few cars pulling up near where we stopped. Oh well fuck spoke too soon didn't I?

Xavier and Ace step out the first car along with a few other boys on bikes and a chick im not familiar with. Possibly a new girlfriend? SIKE. These boys couldn't keep a girl for over a week it's actually sad.

"RACERS TO THE STARTING POINT"

Chris nods at me basically telling me I got this, which isn't surprising really Ive never been beaten, my cars and bikes mean too much for me to even consider losing them. I place my earpiece C hands me  into my ear before pulling my helmet back on and take my bike to the starting point.

A few other racers line up glaring daggers at the side of my head, i don't pay too much attention to them they are all from other gangs or not worth me wasting my time to even look at their presence next to me. A few seconds later Xavier pulls up and looks at my outfit before letting his grin grow.

"Looks like you're pretty face made it, too bad its only going to be seeing my back for the remainder of the night" he growls his smirk widening. Cocky ass motherfu^ker.

Rolling my eyes at him I just wait for my race to begin, I see a Lacy walking in-front of the bikes barely wearing  any clothing whatsoever.

"MAY THE BEST RACER WIN" she yells for us to hear, the racers rev their bikes as she begins to sway the flag on top of her head.

"READY"

"SET"

"GO!!"

and with that we were off.