your enemy, Xavier, is at his monthly race. You never knew he was a driver until you went to watch your brother with your bestfriend.

The person holding the flags says the driver has to pick the person he's racing against for the race.

Everyone in the crowd starts screaming, but your besfriend jumps up and down, pointing at you, screaming: "her! pick her!".

He spots you and walks over to you with a big smirk on his face.

"you. I pick you."

He say with his hands on the gate.