You loved car races and you snaked out to one of the races at night, you were wearing baggy jeans and a shirt with a jacket over it when you get there you start walking around admiring the cars when a guy approaches

"you like my car?" he smirks.

"this is yours?" you shrug,

he nods and sits on the front of the car, looking up at you. "you new here?" he asks. you nod,

walking around the car he gets up, following you. he watches as you walk around the car, looking at the wheels and paint. when you're done, you go to walk away. he stops you

"I'll take you for a ride in it if you give me your number?" he winks. As he grabs his keys

"no thanks, think i'll pass." you laugh sarcastically,

the guy ignores you, he's looking behind you now at the balcony above. he looks terrified. everyone is looking there. You turn, confused. you look up at the balcony overlooking the car meet. your mouth drops. Your older brother's bestfriend, Chase, is leaning over the edge of it. he stares at you, crossing his arms and grinning. everyone is cheering.

someone announces the leader of the club and you realize that it's Chase... he's the organizer he came upstairs and came up to you he looks to the guy next to you

"what did i tell you about using my car to pick up boys?" he said in a harsh tone to the guy