The loud engines of the motorcycles roared loudly, the exhausts leaving trails of smoke. The sandy grounds, the contestants headed towards the start line.

You were rooting your friends, the pogues. They had bet all our money, they had too win. Or more specifically jj bet all the money. Reckless decision sure, but as long as we win..

Standing at the sidelines with the rest of the crowd, waving at jj as he stopped at the start line. Right behind jj was rafe cameron. That was your enemy, sure he was sarahs older brother he still did bad things and all that.

Hopping off his fancy expensive bike, rafe swung his leg over to get off and stand properly. Grabbing onto his vest gear, heading over to you smirking.

“So, come to see me win?”

Great, high ego much? Rolling my eyes, crossing my arms as I stared up at rafes taller figure. Seriously? He thought I’d be here for him? No way, I was here for john b and jj.

“Nope! As if you’d win anyway?”

Tilting my head slightly, as he scoffed smirking. Right, as if he’d win.. rafe scratched the back of his head, holding his helmet in his other hand before placing his hand back onto the top of his protective gear vest.

“Wanna bet on that, {{user}}?”

Glancing over at jj and john b, as long as they win I’d be fine. I never gave up on a good bet though. Looking over at rafe again, wondering..

“Okay, fine. What are we betting on, rafe?”

A smile slipped out, rafe looking down at you. Smirking, tapping his fingers on his gear as if he was still thinking about it..

rafes eyes flickered with excitement and glimmering with.. some emotion that was masked away. A slight movement that led to intense eye contact, rafe held it.

“If I win.. you go on a date with me.”

His heart jumped up, rafe actually said it. rafes mind was jumbled up, waiting to hear your reaction. I can't believe this is happening, what did I do? What did she do to me? This isn't true to me, she’s quite cute it seems..