“Ash…ash do you want to come to the race or not?” she stated trying toga my attention.

Of course I wanted to come. But then this is, when you make up a lie like I did, you become introduced to and obstacle. As she asked me I sad “yes.” Of course I wanted to go with, that’s not even a logical question in my mind. Anywhere you go…ill go. I just wish I could say that to her.

“Fine… but if you want to come, you have to eat something.” She said sternly.

She put the phone back up to her ear and began to talk to Aiden again, “aid, I need you to stop at Wendy’s on your way over and pick ash up some food.” She has this way of starring me down when she wanted to make an impression. I’m not sure what of, but an impression.

So I ended up agreeing and we both went to get ready, I was in my grandmother’s closet retrieving a pair of jeans and a university of Texas hat, with matching belt buckle and tee shirt. I was now newly obsessed with Texas because I wanted to attend college there. Spencer was standing in the mirror putting on make-up which she always used too much, she never even needed it. She is naturally beautiful.

I ended up wearing my hair in loose curls down to my shoulders. Aiden showed up little whiles later. Spencer got mad because he didn’t bring anything for me to eat. So we got into his car. He had a white Tahoe, with 22 inch rims. We like to call it “the Tahoe on 22′s” as we ere drinking we had fun talking about old times and funny stories that we could remember.

W soon arrived at the track. It took a little while to get the car up top the top of the hill. It was kind of steep and the car was big. But knowing Aiden, he of course got it up. We were parked and the back of the car was popped open for all of us to sit in. Spencer Aiden and all there friends began drinking. At this point in time I hate all alcohol due to the face that my entire family is alcoholics.

Spencer started drinking beer, and I wasn’t happy about that. So I sat in the back of the car somehow trying to take the beer from her each time it was close to me. After a while I gave up and just didn’t care anymore. So I became the bottle holder. She kept handing me the bottle to hold, and when she quenched thirst she would take a quick swift then give it back. The race was overall pretty fun, until Spencer and Aiden began fighting. Aiden still wanted her, but she had moved on. Hopefully that’s something good for my future.

I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her as I drove. She looked so settled. The top was down and the moon was bright. My right arm was resting on the center counsel, she looked at me and intertwined her fingers with mine and began rubbing the back of my hand with her thumb. I let her do as she wished, but only to a certain extent. there were still words that we needed to exchanged between us before I could let this whole deal go any further then it already was.

After r15 minutes of silence I finally pulled into my neighborhood.

“Hello Ms. Davis” the security guard at the gate said as he opened the gate.

“Hey John.” I wasn’t in the mood for talking with him right now. I drove forward then took a right and another immediate right into my driveway.

“This is your house?” Spence asked shocked

“Uhh…yeah…of course it is” I replied back sarcastically