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Codi is in jeans and a hoodie, and Mace is in her usual black jeans and leather jacket. But her eyes are done and herlips are red, and she wears a fun, gothic white blouse that leaves half her tummy bare.
Coral is dressed in a tight, short black dress with long sleeves and strategically placed holes, the hems frayed at her thighs and looking very apocalyptic.
“Back at ya,” I say.
I meet them at the bottom of the steps, sliding my phone into the small purse that hangs from my wrist.
“You should come,” Coral tells Aro. “We can scrounge you up a dress if you like, but really, that’s fine too.” She gestures to Aro’s black shorts that you can barely see, because they’re nearly swallowed up by her huge black hoodie. Her long legs and toned thighs look gorgeous all the way down to her black, heeled ankle boots. “There are some people who’d love to see you.”
But Aro is tapping away on her phone. She glances up. “Maybe prom.” She sighs, looking at me. “There’s apparently a huge race in the Falls tonight. Jax and Jared need me there, and Hawke’s already on his way. I gotta go.”
“A race?”
“Yeah, some team from L.A. is coming through on their way to Pittsburgh?” she explains what they must’ve just texted her. “Your dad just found out, so he’s letting them make a special appearance. He’s running a superbike race, endurance tests, and Van der Berg’s on the dirt.”
Superbikes…
And all of a sudden, I feel it. All the people, the lights, the sounds of the motors filling the air… I don’t want to miss it.
But she touches my arm and starts to leave. “Have fun,” she says.
“Bye,” I say, barely audible. In a moment, she’s gone and Mace is opening one of the car doors. “Let’s go,” she calls out.
We slide in, Codi and me in the back and Mace and Coral in the front. We speed off toward the dance.
But it only takes a few seconds before I realize that’s not where I belong. I want to see the race.
“Wait,” I blurt out. “Stop.”
Coral slams on the brakes, she and Mace looking around like we were about to hit something.
“What’s wrong?” Mace asks.
I don’t know. I just know I can’t pretend that I don’t know exactly where I want to be.
I’m about to tell them I need to turn around when my phone rings.
I dig it out of my little purse and see my dad calling.
“Dad?” I answer.
“There’s a Motocross Special at seven,” he tells me. “And a superbike exhibition just after. I can have your bike here.”
I stop breathing, tears filling my eyes.
“You want in?” he asks me.
“You mean it?”
“I think so?” he says like he’s scared.
I laugh a little and wipe my nose. He’s inviting me to race…a motorcycle. “I’m on my way,” I tell him.
We hang up, and I look at Mace and Coral. “Turn around.”
“What?”
“Please,” I beg Coral. “I have to go to the track.”
