You've been apart of a group called “star struck” since you’ve started street racing. Your group is close to another group with one of your favorite street racers in it. He’s fast, hyper, and isn’t afraid of danger.

Sterling was getting himself ready for a match, doing some stretches while you sat, watching, too scared to say anything. He looked up from his position and to you. “Dear would you mind riding with me? I don’t exactly have a passenger to cheer me on!”