Part 60
Silas' POV
I couldn't believe it. I looked up at the TV screen expecting to see 2 laps left and instead I saw Aggele flip her hair and blow me a kiss. Then it was a 2 on the screen. I must be in an Aggele fog again. But knowing that everyone saw my driving slip up, I figured I better have a good excuse other than 'I saw you blowing kisses at me Aggele.' So, before anyone can say anything I complain about my legs cramping in the tiny car.
But now Aggele is ahead of me by 1:32. That is a lot of ground to make up. Even if I cannot win, I don't want to come in last. I might not be able to live down the humiliation of that. Come on Silas! Get it together! It is time to race again.
Damn these shitty little things are a pain in my ass. And that turn 3 is a bitch! Every lap I check to see if the TV shows me Aggele again and it doesn't. Which leads me to believe I really was in an Aggele fog.
As our run came to an end I could hear North griping. "What's wrong?" I asked him.
"I think that Blaze guy gave us go-karts with slightly flat tires."
"Why would that matter?" Nathan asked.
"Because it slows you down. Is he trying to help Sang Baby cheat? And when would she have worked that out? Didn't she just meet the guy yesterday when she did the practice run?"
"Those are good questions but you can't voice them in front of Peanut. You'll hurt her feelings."
"I know, goddammit! I won't. But it really pisses me off."
"Hey, look at the bright side. If Aggele really does win, we all will give her a reward. I know what kind of reward I would like to give her."
"Damn Greek! Get your mind off your dick."
"It's not on my dick, it's on Aggele's ass!" I laughed and Nathan laughed with me. North gave me a death stare and that just made me laugh even more.
Well, our second run was better but not by much. Maybe North was right. That guy is trying to help Aggele win. But why? What is in it for him?
Racer. Time. Run. Place
North. 8:53. 2. 1
Silas. 8:55. 2. 2
Nathan 8:58. 2. 3
At least I came in second that heat.
Gabriel's POV
Fucking Hell! Why won't this piece of shit go-kart respond like it is supposed to? I almost hit the Goddamn wall on turn 3. It's like the motherfucking universe is out to get me.
There is nothing I want more than to win two minutes in Heaven with Trouble. But how am I going to do that when this car shakes if I push the pedal down all the way? And if I complain about it, those shitheads will say I am just complaining because I didn't win. Well it is my Goddamn fucking birthday and I will complain my ass off if I want to.
Complain my ass off, complain my ass off. You would complain too if it happened to you! I am singing that old song "cry if I want to" again. Ha ha ha North would shit his pants if I started singing that again.
It looks like Luke may have had just as much trouble as I have. The only positive right now is that Trouble is winning. It better be me or her, that's all I'm fucking saying.
When we finish I can see Victor seems happy and Luke has lost his playful smile. "Why are you fucking happy Vic?" I ask him.
"Because I think I did better than last time. How about you guys?"
"That go-kart is shit!" That was my eloquent response.
"I swear, I kept having the shortest daydreams about Forever. But I didn't feel like I was lost in a daydream. Do you know what I mean?"
We both laughed, "only you know what you mean about daydreams Luke." Victor told him.
We saw the stats posted.
Racer. Time. Run. Place
Victor. 8:29. 2. 1
North. 8:53. 2. 2
Silas. 8:55. 2. 3
Luke. 8:57. 2. 4
Nathan 8:58. 5
Gabriel 9:00. 6
Shit! I came in last. No fucking way! And with the last three still to race I know I am done for this round. Damnit!
Kota's POV
It is all about physics. When a force, F, moves an object through a distance, s, which is at an angle of Θ, then work, W, is done. Simple work and energy!
Also, I have been racing on Xbox longer than anyone so if there is a way to shave off seconds, I should be able to do it. I just need to apply the physics with the gaming knowledge for the best possible outcome.
I keep reminding myself as I drive that I am one with the car. Where I go, it goes. When I move, it moves. I am flying around the corners with ease and I know this time, I have Mr. B beat. I know this because I can see I am gaining on him. I am sure there is a simple equation that I could come up with to calculate just how much I am gaining on him each lap, but I need to stay focused on two minutes in Heaven with 10. I mean stay focused on driving. You can think about 10 later, 52.
When I thought of her nickname for me 52, the image of her tracing the hidden hear between the 5 and the 2 with her finger and remembering her saying that... Stop it Kota! Focus!
I finish the race and feel good about the win this round. Only Sang left for this round.
I look to Doc and he is his usual happy self. But looking at Mr. B, he knows I out drove him. And he looks pissed. Well, I want alone time with her just as much as you do buddy, so get in line.
"Let's see the results, shall we?" Doc asks all chipper.
Racer. Time. Run. Place
Kota. 8:12. 2. 1
Sean. 8:22. 2. 2
Victor. 8:29. 2. 3
Owen. 8:30. 2. 4
North. 8:53. 2. 5
Silas. 8:55. 2. 6
Luke. 8:57. 2. 7
Nathan 8:58. 8
Gabriel 9:00. 9
No wonder he looks so happy. He knew he drove better than Owen. And I bet he is going to rub it in while Sang drives. But I don't care, because I am in first place this time. The only one left is 10. Will she beat me?
Sang's POV
"I only flashed your picture for a few of the guys and some of the others we had let a little air out of their tires to slow them down. But you need to drive as well as you did last time." Blaze tells me as I am climbing in my car. I nod my head yes to show him I understand.
The light goes green and I am off. I try to stay in the zone. This is about winning all the rewards. You can do this Sang!
After my 5th lap I saw a 'Keep it up' on the TV screen. After lap 10 I saw, 'Girls rule, boys drool' on the TV screen. That made me giggle. Focus again Sang! Get in the Zone! After the 15th lap I saw 'You're a Badass!' I really started laughing and it affected my driving. Crap! Soon enough I was done with my run.
"I'm afraid that Kota beat you this run." Blaze said.
"Yea, I was laughing at your 'You're a Badass' sign."
"Sorry, I won't do that again."
"It's OK. It was fun." I said.
I turned toward the guys and ran to them. I was having so much fun! I can't believe we are getting to spend the whole day here together without the mass crowds. This day is perfect.
As I got close, I noticed almost all the guys mouths were hanging a little open as they were all looking at me. "What?" I said looking down at my clothes. Yes, I still had clothes on. Why would they be looking at me like that? I blushed at their stares. They all looked intense, like they were about to kiss me.
The splits came up on the screen.
Racer. Time. Run. Place
Kota. 8:12. 2. 1
Sang. 8:20. 2. 2
Sean. 8:22. 2. 3
Victor. 8:29. 2. 4
Owen. 8:30. 2. 5
North. 8:53. 2. 6
Silas. 8:55. 2. 7
Luke. 8:57. 2. 8
Nathan 8:58. 9
Gabriel 9:00. 10
That's ok. I think I am still in the lead. It is tight, but I can win this.
Sean's POV
As Pookie climbed out of her car we saw Blaze say something to her. Then she turned to us with the biggest smile on her face. And then the most magical thing happened... Pookie began running toward us. This was happy running, as she sort of jumped while she ran. Creating the most beautiful display of bouncing boobs in her tight low cut v-neck dark camouflage shirt.
She looked tough, like she could kick your ass in that outfit. And she looked like Bo Derek in the movie '10' when she runs on the beach in that swimsuit with her boobs bouncing up and down perfectly. Except Sang is much more gorgeous than Bo Derek. And Pookie is mine. Or ours, as the case might be.
"What?" I hear her angelic voice ask. At this point I realize that all of us are just staring at her with slack jaws and I am sure we are all sporting erections. Who wants to stand up and give Pookie a hug? Ha ha ha. Right! We will all just sit here and try to think gross thoughts. Seeing my mom naked... I shudder. Yup, that worked.