Re: RACE ((Please Join!))

by **bookcrazI** Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:07 pm

Lucy: I began to pace. I ran through the morning check up before the race. Checking off everything that we did and what we used. "Careful Conner. You can make it. Push it!" I encouraged. I waved at the other garages smugly as they watch me. They don't know what hit them. I slowly bent over to retrieve a screw driver. I grinned.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:12 pm

Connor: I don't even have to glance over to know the second short cut was coming up. But freaking Clarkson and his smugness looked about ready to cut me off. I saw what he did to that other car earlier. Was i really ready to risk something so big this early in the game? Yes, in fact, i was. I slam the pedal to the floor and wait impatiently to get to 200mph. I couldn't make the leap if i was going to slow. I stare at the spot here i'd go off. there's a short incline, just enough to get me airborne; and the rest we leave to gravity and luck.
"I'm jumping the ledge," i say coldly, as though i need someone to know. Clarkson was getting closer, and so was the edge.

by **bookcrazI** Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:30 pm

Lucy: I almost fainted in fear. "Push the button,push the button, PUSH THE FREAKIN BUTTON!" I cried to Conner frantically.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:37 pm

Connor: I don't answer, just keep glancing over my shoulder and into my rearview mirror for Clarkson. I can't find him until--
He's right behind me. I whip back around in my seat. "C'mon, c'mon," I beg the speedometer to move faster. The little white hand barely moves until I'm barely half a mile away from the ledge. My thumb hesitates over the red button. Red flares won't go off if i use it. if i get caught, I'm disqualified. If Clarkson rams into my backside, i'm dead. and if i don't use it--
I push the red button just as the canyon's river comes into view. The suddenly weightlessness of flight grips my stomach and i clench the wheel. I hear a squeal and my stomach drops. my eyes flick over to my side view mirror. Clarkson is nowhere to be seen. But there's a shadow over the head of my car...
oh my god. He's on top. the squeal must've been his tires on the roof. I grimace, letting the gas pedal back as the ground comes up at me. I instantly turn the wheels so i can make the sharp turn. i think Clarkson's gonna miss it...but he does. barely. I have a straight shot for the finish line from here. But Clarkson is right there and I know Dayna knows the third and final chance to take a short cut. At least she doesn't have a child messing with her.

by **bookcrazI** Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:39 pm

Lucy: "The button is not illegal! I made sure!" I said to him violently. I bit my nails and watched in utter nervousness for his life.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:43 pm

Connor: I ignore it when Clarkson rolls down his window. But i have to glance over at him to see what he's trying to tell me. He doesn't say anything, just mouths it out.
You. Are. Dead.
I smile and wave to him as trees come up. He screeches to a crawl - well, 170mph at this point in the race is pretty much a crawl. I'm hitting 230 while i weave through the trees. They're spaced apart so that if you try dodging one tree, you're most likely to run into another one. I could do this with my eyes closed. But i won't. I smashed up one of buddies cars when i tried that on a training course.
I make it through the forest of pines without a scratch and without Clarkson. I spot the mass of cars branched off from me. I turn the wheel minutely so as to carefully slip into first place. I was right; Dayna was right there battling with the first place person. And then i was first. by a good few hundred meters too.

by **bookcrazI** Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:50 pm

Lucy: I screamed! "YES!" I ran to the finish line, flashing my V.I.P card at the guards. I run out to Conner ad help him out of the car. "You did great!!" I said to him happily. I waited for the cameras to come.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:53 pm

Connor: I can't help but grin a little. "Eh, not my best. And it wasn't exactly fun at all. I mean, it's just qualification." I put on a charming smile as the cameras start flashing. Then i spot my dad talking urgently to my mom. He tries getting through all the reporters, but my mom stops him. says something. and they both turn away. i wonder what's up with that. I sigh, running a hand through my hair and looking to Lucy. "Hey, couldn't have done it without you," i grin down at her.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:54 pm

ugh, gotta go to some orientation for school :p
i'll talk to you later, okay?

by **bookcrazI** Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:59 pm

(bye! )

Lucy: I wave at the cameras and flash my smile that I had perfected in my mirror this morning. "I know." I say casually but playful. I smile a last time and lean into the window to check my baby out. I tsked at her fuel levels and friction levels. She would be coming home to her spa later today and then to the workshop.

by Ziva :) Mon Aug 16, 2010 5:45 pm

Dayna sped into the short cut, her tires screaming as she dodged the pillar of spikes that blocked most of the road she rounded the corner. Seeing a ramp ahead, she shifted into a higher gear and stomped down on the gas to gain speed. A seconds hesitation would have made her crash into the huge pit below- as it is when she landed it was hard enough to knock her huge rear armour panel loose. It dragged on the ground, throwing sparks in every direction and slowing the car drastically. After a series of hair-spin turns, the short cut spit her out first in the race, but she couldn't hold the lead for long. When Connor flew past her, she did the one thing she knew to do- drop the armour. The huge chunk of metal crashed into the road behind her and Dayna rushed through the finish line in second.
For several moments she just lay her head on the steering wheel, her heart pounding, and blood running down her face from a gash in her forehead. Finally, she opened the car door and stepped into the flashing light of cameras. Dayna clutched her side were she had slammed into the door, but she stood up straight. Though she realized she'd been reckless, she was proud that she'd beat the track anyway.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 6:46 pm

Connor:
"So Mr. Westin," a reporter starts, her dark brown hair tousled just the right amount. It made me smirk.
"Call me Connor," I insist. she smiles genuinely for a brief moment before putting back on her mask of professionalism.
"Connor, how does it feel to make it first?"
"Ah, pretty good. I had some close calls, but it righted itself out in the end, apparently." I shrug, draping an arm along Lucy's shoulders with a grin. "Couldn't have done with out my team," I rub the top of her head with a fist before chuckling and moving away from her.
"Would you say you feel relieved at making it up in the same ranks as your older siblings?"
I don't dare stop smiling since the cameras are still rolling, but i just want to punch the reporter in the face.
"yeah," I lie easily, "I'm sure Harvey would love to know that while he got third in the qualifications, his younger bro got first place." I say, allowing just the slightest amount of bitterness to seep through. Everyone knew Harvey. Everyone knew his heartfelt story. How during his final race, he just had to get first so that he could go home to make sure his younger brother - me - knew he was alright. Oh! And who could forget the love story between him and the second place winner? The audience ate. it. up.
But I wasn't going to be like Harvey. I was going to be like Sam, my oldest sister. She won fair and square. No little side stories. No help from anyone but herself.

Before I could go on, I caught sight of my parents again. My dad looked grim and my mom wasn't even facing me. I wonder what happened. Did something happen to Harvey or Clay? Clay had some serious mental health problems after the races. He'd seen some pretty bad stuff in his time. Pulled up second at the very last moment. Barely lived. Barely living now. I push through the crowd to my parents, everything just sort of dropped out of existence as I realize who's with them. Avery's brother. But no Avery.
"Fletcher?" I start. He just looks away, his eyes dark and guarded. I turn to my parents.
"Connor, we need to talk." My dad sounds just as angry and sad as he looks.
"Tell me now." I demand, feeling cold inside. Something bad had happened. To Avery. I just knew it.
"Connor..." my mom trails off, facing me now. Her eyes are red rimmed like she's been crying.
"What? Just tell me already!" I hiss. I suddenly felt angry. My hands were clenched into fists.
"Avery, sweetie," my mom whispers, "She was...was..."
"Killed," Fletcher spat. "They never planned to keep her around until the end of the races. Placebo affect, Connor," he snorts, whipping around and stalking away a couple of steps.
"They did hold her for a little while." My dad continues for him. I can't move. all anger is gone. all emotion is gone. Avery is gone. "But they have so many people to hold that they have to...let a few go."
Avery...she was only 18, barely in college.
"They knew not all of the racers were going to make it either, so they took that risk."
I could not survive too. I could give up. Give in to the race.
"But you have to keep fighting Connor. For us. For your crew. Avery wouldn't want you to quit."
Do what you think is best Connor, is what she would say. I finally snap out of my reverie and dare look up at my father. He reaches out to squeeze my shoulder. I swallow, not letting a speck of emotion through when i speak.
"I'm gonna work on cleaning Blaze up." Simple as that. I walk away and through the crowd of paparazzi and back to my car.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 6:47 pm

whoa. that was a lot o.O

by Ziva :) Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:03 pm

Dayna smiled and glared at the cameras for the audience's enjoyment.
"Why do you race?" one of the reporters shouted at her and, for once, Dayna answered.
"It's in my blood,"

Dayna caught a glimpse of Connor's face when he turned away from his family, but she didn't show any emotion. If she had, the paparazzi would use it against both of them, but there was this horrible look in his eyes. Unable to stop, Dayna took several steps in his direction when her younger brother suddenly wrapped both arms around her waist.
She gasped in sudden pain.
"You okay, sis?" he asked and she nodded. He was only thirteen, but bigger and stronger than her already.
"Just a bruise," she smiled. "How'd I race?"
He just shook his head, "That was freaking awesome, but mom doesn't agree with me," he winced, "You might want to get cleaned up before you talk to her,"
Dyna messed up his hair. "See ya soon, J.V," She called him by his nickname. It stands for Jarrett Vaughn.
Carefully, Dayna slid into her car and rolled to the garages. Before she got to her's she knocked on Connor's door.

by Ziva :) Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:03 pm

((Yeah lol Smile

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by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:05 pm

Connor: I unclench my fists and force myself to relax. I open the door and half smile a little. "Hey Dayna, nice racing earlier." I should've let her win. "You wanna come in, or are you just stopping by?" I ask, putting in just the right amount of curiosity to sound at least mildly interested.

by Ziva :) Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:11 pm

Dayna smiled breifly. "Thanks, you didn't do to bad yourself, which doesn't explain why you looked like the devil was riding on your shoulders when you left. I just was checking...." Her voice trailed off. I don't even know him that well. Why'd I have to be so impulsive?!

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:21 pm

Connor: I grab at the back of my neck, kneading it the way i do when i try lying, or attempt lying. "Yeah...just...pressure is all. Harvey was this, and you're not that..." I shrug my shoulders, dropping my hand. "No worries," I flash a hint of a smile before letting it drop and looking over my shoulder at where no one was around. Everyone could tell i just needed space. Well except for Lucy who I'm sure will be coming around again to make sure i haven't driven off a cliff or something. She'd hate for me to smash up Blaze like that.

by Ziva :) Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:29 pm

Dayna nodded and smiled. He was lying, but she wouldn't press him.
"See you around, then,"
With a small smile, she wiped a smear of blood off her fore head and climbed back into her car, The Wind's Song.
Later, when she pulled into her garage, istead of changing and going out to party like most of the young racers, Dayna crashed on the soft couch. It'd been a hard drive and she was just now getting the shakes from left over adrenaline. In just a few minuets, the young woman was fast asleep.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:36 pm

Connor: I let out a sigh, closing the door and leaning against it. What's the point in racing now? I need to find something else that will get me to win. I snort. Like that'll happen. Avery was the only reason I really had to get in the top two. But now that she was gone...I open my eyes, pushing away from the door. God, I'm not even gonna start on that. I'll just...fix my car. Maybe talk to Lucy if she stops by.

by Ziva :) Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:41 pm

About an hour later Dayna woke up breifly when she rolled n her hurt side.
Her car was a mess, the rear armour plate had caused it's fair share of damage, the tires were shot, and it was peppered with various dents from close calls.
She thought about getting up to work on it, but just fell back asleep in the end with a mental note to call Elliot and a few others in the morning.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:46 pm

Connor: I pick up the scratch solution Lucy had dropped off earlier saying to fix her up before she got back, or else. And i really wasn't too psyched about finding out what 'or else' was. So i pulled out a semi clean rag and dabbed on some of the paste onto it. Then i hesitantly started spreading it over the scratches every here and there. It was black paste against a white car. It felt horrible just to look at what i was doing to good 'ol Blaze. I grimaced the whole time and dropped the half empty bottle on the work bench. I was supposed to wash it off in 20 minutes. now i have to wait. yay.

by **bookcrazI** Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:23 pm

Lucy: I sobbed in my room. I loved Avery like a sister. I had followed behind Conner when he went to his parents. Before he could see me I ran off. I hurt in my heart, he loved her and I did too. We were best friends, I got her and him together. I wiped my tears off and put my favorite jumpsuit on; my strawberry pink on. I got it for my sixteenth birthday before my Dad died on track. I went to the garage to fix something. Anything to keep my mind off Avery. My eyes were red and I guess I wasn't the prettist sight to be seen hopefully no one would see me. I hated to let people see me cry, I felt weak.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:26 pm

Connor: I jump when I hear the door swing open. I'd think everyone would be out partying the night away. I stand up, wiping my hands on my pants. It's Lucy. And she's been crying. i frown. She never cries. I sigh, walking up to her. "Hey," I greet quietly, feeling my own eyes sting a little.

by **bookcrazI** Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:36 pm

Lucy: I turn away and wipe my eyes. "Hey Conner. I'm sor-" I choked on it and started to sob.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:39 pm

Connor: I don't even have to think twice. I take another step toward her and wrap my arms around her in a tight hug. I kiss the top her head, her sobs shaking her whole body. I rub her back gently. "It's ok," i murmur, swallowing down the lump in my throat. "It's ok..." I close my eyes and rest cheek against the top of her head.

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