The Fire's Within

Chapter 12: Can I Take A Look

☆Zye☆

My eyes open and I look at the clock to see it's ten past eight. Fuck! I jump out of bed, have a quick shower, get dressed and I'm out the door by half past!

Mom's car is gone, so I'll have to take mine, and as the paint should be dry it's fine, I just wish she'd told me that I couldn't use her car. She told me twenty-five past and I'm over that time. Fuck! Maybe I missed whatever it was she saw! I quickly run around to the garage in the back and jump in the car, and speed out of there.

I come to the traffic lights and the fucking things turn red before I can get through them.

"Damn it!" I exclaim, hitting the steering wheel with my palms. So, I sit and wait and wait and wait. What is taking so fucking long? Are they broken or something? And why are the roads so empty?

I'm about to just go when I hear the roar of an engine, and looking in my rearview, I see the Camaro from last night. I try to see the driver but the sun is glaring off the windscreen, blocking my view, but I'm smirking when they pull up beside me. I'm dying to see who's driving this beautiful car, and how well they drive it. The windows are so black with tint though, that I can barely make anything out, either.

He must see me looking, and like the look of my car because he revs his engine. An invitation to see whose car is better. I don't even know if they are going to the same place as me, but something is telling me it's a race to the college, and I need to speed up and get there anyway, so why not.

I smirk even more, nodding and revving my engine so they know I'm game. Then turn to the lights that have been red forever, wondering again if perhaps they're broken. When they flash amber, I shift the car to drive and think I am so going to beat this guy. The Camaro is fast, sure. But it only has the horsepower of two hundred and ninety-five, whereas my Mercedes has five hundred and twenty-three.

The light goes green and we both hit the gas at the same time. The cars propel us forward, and what surprises me is that he's managing to keep pace with me. There's still no one around on the roads other than the odd one here and there, otherwise, it's an easy race with minimal danger to pedestrians or ourselves.

When we're coming up to the college, I know I have him. I'm just in front and there's not enough room for him to turn when I do. So I hit my brakes and turned into the parking lot. I go skidding slightly, and then my jaw drops, because he's turned at the same time but is tighter to the wall. He has amazing tire control. He's obviously done this before and knows his car well.

He even manages to straighten up and speed off quicker. I'm right on his tail, there are a couple of spaces on the left, next to the curb, and some to the right in rows. I think we're going for the larger spaces as there are two rows unoccupied when he fucking flips the car around as Britney Snow does in that Pacifier movie, and my jaw is now on the floor. He's won! Damn!

I quickly pull up to the right of him, grab my bag and climb out. I wonder if he's any good with cars? Maybe he would help me with my head gasket. Maybe that's why I lost because she's not driving quite right still.

I stand next to his door waiting for him to get out, but he's taking his time. I'm about to knock on the window when the door opens. Light blinds me for a second that I have to look down.

"That was awesome." I chuckle. "I've never seen -" The foot I see is a cute high-heeled suede boot, with tassels on. I look up, finding toned, tanned legs that go on for miles. "Holy." Then I hit the bottom of tight, black Jean-shorts, and see a glimpse of a black string over her hips as she raises an arm to block the sun, which gives me a flash of a flat, perfect stomach, which is covered by a white vest. "Fucking." Holy fuck! Her hair. She looks like she's on fire, it's so fucking long. "Shit!" When I look into her eyes I'm slapped in the face by her scent, it's so overpowering all of a sudden, and it has Knight bashing at my head as he growls. "MATE!" She's standing there smirking at me and I'm speechless. Never in my wildest dreams did I think the driver would be female, let alone my mate. She's fucking gorgeous.