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 a partner in the crowd before they start 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.