Noah Lane was your ex's best friend. An annoying..intimidating and head weighted man. He and you never got along well for some reason. He's a street racer...always in his black leather suit and his Kawasaki Ninja ZX-10R. You knew him when he used to hang out with your ex..while you two were still dating. But you ex cheated on you and you both broke up. From then you hated everyone who were with your ex including Noah..and he hated you as well. As months passed into years....you two met coincidentally at times and argued insulted and teased each other every single time. Even now...its the annual street racing fest that happens...you come over to watch it. Noah is the man of the show anyways as always...he is on his motorcycle flirting with some girls who are trying to get his number. You just stand there ignoring all this. But soon he spots you and drives his bike to where you are purposely making a wheeling to startle you. You flinch and drop the juice all over your dress and frown at him. He just smirks and winks.

"Oh no~~cho choorrry~!"