Life, Cars and One Direction... Wait What?!

I turned around the last corner and flew down the straight at about 250 km p/h. I was about 20 seconds ahead of everyone else and I could see the last racer passing the finish line for his last lap. I raced over the chequered line on the ground and turned to do a donut. Another race had been won by me, another by my team. I continued doing burnouts along the racetrack. If I was correct this would be my 100th straight win.
The rest of the drivers were entirely crap, I was the only good one now. There were some good drivers, but they all either retired or went into professional V8’s. I did my victory lap and went into my pit stop. I jumped out of the car, which was a pretty big effort. I ran to the closest person and hugged them. Wait... that was a guy. I jumped off of him and stood, looking at him like WTF? He had massive black sunglasses on of which I couldn’t see through.
Oh, awkward turtle outta here! That was Louis Tomlinson. Whoops. “Sorry, thought you were a friend.” I said in a way of ‘get outta my way be-atch’ and walked to my actual friend. I hugged Jamie and moved onto Clarisse, then Elysse and after that Amelie. “We did it!” I squealed, ignoring that Louis was standing there.
“100 baby!” Jamie jumped around like a loony. I couldn’t really say much I was doing the same.
“Guess what Tinkerbelle, you are now officially in the big leagues babe” Elysse said, I shook my head.
“You’re kidding aren’t you? Yeah you are. Thank you for attempting that shit, but I don’t believe it.” She shook her head as some guy in a black tux came in. He looked pretty official, but I couldn’t tell from his pitch black shades.
“Can I help you?” I said in a way of what the hell are you doing here?
“If you are Codie Badress, than yes” okay, maybe Elysse wasn’t lying.
“Yeah, that’s me” he put his hand out. Was I supposed to shake it or something? Well, I did.
“I shall be your new manager, if you decide to come to the official V8’s. I have the contract here if you want to sign right away. You get a new team, a new car, and a fair bit of cash for every race and extra if you place.”
I looked at my friends, then back at this guy. Was I ready to sell my life away? “I will on one condition.”
“I can’t change the offer”
“Look, I know you want me to race on your team. I can see it on your face, you desperately want me before anyone else even knows about me. Look, the only way I am going is if I keep my team, and my car. I probably wouldn’t drive as well in one of your cars anyway. You can put a new engine in my car, you can add people to my team, I just want my car and my friends. I would think that’s a pretty simple request, seen as it wouldn’t cost you as much money.” I was pretty good at persuading people.
He looked at me. “Alright then, you got yourself a deal. Your first race is on Sunday. I’ll send you a text. Your friend Elysse has every little detail, and if you need me, my numbers on here” he handed me a business card and walked away. That just happened. I won my 100th race and I got into V8 Supercars. Oh. My. God.
I turned around and silently squealed to my friends. “Were in baby!” I shouted in the middle of our group hug. By the time we calmed down it was time to present the trophies. I got mine, it would be the second one I would keep. I was forced to. I never liked keeping trophies. If I had kept every single one I had won, I would have about 130 trophies in total. Gymnastics, dance, softball, etcetera etcetera.
Usually I give the trophy to whoever contributed most to the win, today the golden beauty was forced into my hands and held in them. I lifted it above my head, being the second tallest out of the group it took the handles out of their hands but Amelie. This was like a moment in the movies. In a movie were everyone underestimated the newcomers, and they kicked arse, like Herby or something.
The only thing was, I wasn’t a newcomer and I was never to be underestimated. Ever. Jamie Whincup, I am after you, you will feel the pain of my reign. We made it back to our part in the pit stop with the car, “Amelie, I think there’s something wrong with the gear box!” I shouted.
“I’ll check it in a minute!” was faintly heard from around the corner. I sat in the driver’s seat and heard footsteps.
“I’m not sure what’s wrong, but it was kind of clunking around. It sounded kind of like this, ready? Good, click clunk chink, yeah?” thinking it was Amelie, I went on for a little while pretending to be the stuffed gearbox.
*awkward cough*
I turned to look at the noise, right, another awkward moment with the same guy. How many is that? Well, the first time was in the shower, then in my bed, wow these sound like sex scenes or something… then on his bed, oh god, now they really do. Right, just got some awkward pictures in my head, oh my freakin’ god. Stop thinking. “Nice car sounds.” That was all his annoying voice had to say.
“Thanks” I looked at his face, the more I saw it, the deeper I looked in his eyes. Wait, what? How could I think his eyes were cute? Right, I’m confused. Very confused. I hated this guy, why would he- stop thinking! Oh my god Codie.
“Very descriptive”
“That’s the point.” I said grumpily.
“What’s wrong? I come to watch you race and you get grumpy at me? I see how this is, I’ll leave if you want me to.” I shook my head.
“That’s not the point. You always turn up when I don’t expect you too, you have seen me in the shower, you have taken photos of me in bed, we had a really weird moment on your bed and I accidentally hugged you just before.” While I was saying the list I was counting with my fingers. “That’s four things in one and a half days. You seeing what I’m seeing here? Look, I don’t want to lead you on, make you think I like you in that way. The thing is, I don’t, not yet anyway.”
I hated saying that, to anyone. His face fell, from happy to like a disaster just happened in front of his eyes. I bit my lip. “I’m sorry, I hope we can be friends?” it was kind of a question.
“Yeah, sure” he said it in a way of ‘okay, but I want more than that.’ Think of something to change the subject with. “How did you get here anyway?” he perked up at the change of topic.
“Your Ferrari” he said happily.
“What did you say?” I asked, worried that he just said that. His words came out in slow motion.
“Yyyooouuuurrr FFFeeeerrrraaaarrriiii” a bomb hit the ground. Time went back to normal for me to shout at him.
“You drove my Ferrari?!” I screamed and leapt out of my V8. My legs carried me to the back door as I searched the car park. I saw my beautiful fluoro blue Ferrari in one piece. I run up to it and leap onto the hood. I lay on it giving it a big hug. “It’s okay baby, mamma’s here.” It was my baby, don’t laugh. If you had a Ferrari and are like me, you would do the same, trust me.
“I didn’t drive it” he said mockingly.
“It doesn’t matter who drove it, if it’s not me they can’t. Not that they don’t have the ability to, but, they shouldn’t. Especially without me knowing.” I turned around onto my back. “Wait a minute” I sat up in a split second. “Who did then?” I asked quickly, and very loudly.
“I did!” I heard a voice from inside the car. A head popped out the window, it was Liam.
“Oh, so that makes all the difference right?” I said, he nodded. He didn’t get my sarcasm.
I shook my head. “NO, IT DOESN’T!” I scream again. He shrugs his shoulders and sticks his head back in the driver window. Louis gets back in my car and sits there, ready for Liam to drive off again. I was not getting off of here to let them drive off into the sunset. Great, now I have to come up with a story.
“What is your car doing here?” Elysse asked. Shit.
“Uh, Mum” I cleared my throat. Nodding my head whilst thinking what to say next, not a good idea. It always gave me away. Stupid head and neck and brain.
“Why did she come here?” Clarisse questioned.
“I won my 100th race, why wouldn’t she come to watch my race?” I think I was sweating now. I look into my car. Luckily it was night and my windows were tinted the darkest legal shade.
“She doesn’t like you racing though.” Amelie spoke up this time.
“Again, it is my 100th straight win. Too big a milestone to miss… bro” I started nodding my head again.
“Why did she take your car? And why hasn’t she said hello yet?” Amelie asked another question.
“She took my car because hers sounded funny, and she hasn’t said hello yet because she’s really tired, and she might have the flu.” I turned to face the windshield. “She might wave though.” I said in a way of ‘do this now if you don’t want your cover blown!’ a hand came out of the driver window.
It waved and went back inside. “I think I might have to drive her home because she’s really weak, see ya later guys. Bring the car out tomorrow, after you fix the gearbox, kay?” hopefully Jamie would get the hint.
“Let’s go guys” Jamie said as she hit their arses and shoved them to leave. We had the best connection, she understood me well, I understood her.
Finally they left and so did my V8 and the truck. I breathed in, and out. Okay, this would happen and it would work. I jumped off the car and walked to the passenger door. I opened it gently and pulled Louis out of it. He landed on the concrete. “Get in the back.” I told him as he shouted something rude at me.
“You can walk if you want to” he shut up after that. I opened the driver door and gave Liam the same treatment. Turned out one of them had to sit in the front. Only Harry stayed home, he didn’t like the ‘smell of petrol.’ Yeah right. Liam drove, Louis wanted to watch me, Niall wanted Nandos and Zayn wanted a ride in my Ferrari.
I got into the driver’s seat. “You guys have no idea how much you just put me through, seatbelts everyone. Wouldn’t want anyone to die now, would we?” I said the last line sarcastically. Liam sat in the front with me and I put the radio on. The only thing on was a roundup of my race. Boring. I grabbed a Taylor Swift CD, Red to be exact, and turned the music up. I started the engine and the beautiful sound rose from its depths.
I sighed, thank god it still worked. I drove past Hungry Jack’s. “Oh my god, can we get that thing?” Niall shouted from the back.
“Yuck, hell no. Maybe here though, if someone else pays.” I’m in a car with four rich guys, I’m not using my money, this would be like 20 cents for them. Niall got his wallet and gave me 50 dollars. “By the way I’m keeping change for ‘petrol’.” I drove into the McDonald’s drive through.
“What does everyone want?” I yelled, the boys in the back were having an argument over whose hair was best. “You all have beautiful hair, now what do you want to EAT?” Liam shouted at them, emphasising the ‘eat’ a lot.
“A cheeseburger and frozen coke” Zayn said quietly.
“I’ll have the same as Zayn!” Louis yelled. Two cheeseburgers and two frozen cokes.
“A large fries, I’m not very hungry, and a frozen coke” Liam said quickly, maybe before Niall could say-
“A double cheeseburger, chicken nuggets, large fries and a large frozen coke with a bubble gum McFlurry.” I turned to look at him.
“How do you eat so much? That’s enough for lunch and tea!” he shrugged his shoulders and continues bopping to State of Grace on Taylor’s album. “Okay then.” I said as we came up to the speaker thing. “You three, duck your heads down and Liam, inconspicuously look out the window the whole time I am ordering and getting the food okay? I have not, ever, gone into McDonald’s with four famous guys all in the same car at the same time. Right”
“Hello, how may I help you tonight?” a female voice rang through the speaker.
“Maybe you could get some food for me” I said making polite conversation. “Depends on what you want.” I like this chick.
“Right, can I please order two cheeseburgers, five large frozen cokes, 6 chicken nuggets, 2 bubble gum McFlurries, a double beef and bacon burger and 4 large fries please. You don’t have to repeat all of that by the way, I can see it on the screen, that’s everything… I hope”
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When we got home Harry found out we had McDonalds and wasn’t too happy about it. He had a hissy fit, and we told him to get over himself. He didn’t like that either, so he decided to go to his room and bed at about nine pm. We stayed up late and watched another movie, Rise of the Guardians. I loved the movie, I only hated the fact that Jack wasn’t real. Seriously, he was really cute, he was just animated. God dammit.
They didn’t particularly want to watch the movie, I didn’t care what they thought though. If Liam wanted to watch Toy Story, I could watch Rise of the Guardians. That night I couldn’t sleep, I was too excited for Sunday. My first official V8’s race. AAHHHHH! That was out of excitement. Friday was boring, the boys went out to some beach to mingle with the fans, their first concert was that night. Only 1000 people, maybe less turned up, I don’t exactly know, but it was something like that.
Seriously, they should get over themselves. They aren’t exactly amazing, since they were staying at my place I had gotten to know them a bit better. I was getting to like them… as friends. Their music was still shit, but they were okay, I suppose.
I flicked the sheets off my bed, I had set my alarm for 9 this morning, time to return a favour. I found my ugg boots and put them on my feet. Louis hadn’t stolen them again… yet. I put on a jumper and snuck out my bedroom. One Direction only got home at about two in the morning, and from the sounds of it, a ‘little’ bit drunk.
I went to Louis’ door and slowly opened it. Wait, forgot my phone. I silently run back and grab my phone. Take two, I open the door surprisingly quietly and silently sneak in. I turn on the light and get my phone on. My hand flew for the sheets and I pulled them off his bed. There were pillows under the covers, he was in here somewhere…
*squealing and human ‘raar’*
“Oh my god, don’t do that to me ever again Louis Tomlinson!” he had tackled me to the bed, again.
“Why? So I can give you a chance to scare me? Hell no!” he started tickling me, I started laughing maniacally.
“STOP IT LOUIS!” I squealed out quickly.
“What’s in it for me?” I couldn’t think with him tickling me.
“Breakfast!” I breathed out, he stopped for a second.
“Okay then.” Knew it. A guy would do anything for food. I got off the bed and went to the door. I found all of the boys outside the door. Actually, I opened the door on Niall’s face. After I realised that I did I started laughing.
“Serves you right!” I tried to say, I eventually did, very slowly and kind of word, laugh, word. I keeled over from laughter and fell to the ground. I couldn’t stop, I was getting abs here.
Now my face started hurting, and I was getting a headache. I wasn’t sure if I was laughing by myself or with someone… I stopped for a breath. No, I wasn’t the only one. All of them were laughing except for Louis, actually I couldn’t see him. I stopped for long enough to see his location. I stood up and found him asleep on the bed. That cracked me up again.
Eventually we all stopped, got Louis up, and made our way to the kitchen. I got my breakfast and Louis’ without making eye contact with Niall. From past experiences, if I looked at someone I was laughing at, I would laugh again.
“Why were you at the door anyway?” I eventually asked about an hour later after I had gotten changed, etcetera.
“We thought you had it going on” Zayn said. That was the first time he had actually talked to me, but he said it very quietly.
“What?!” I screamed, then I looked at Niall. Everything came together and I fell off the couch in another laughing fit.

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