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with a twinge of excitement, he nodded, indicating that he was ready.  Looking away from me and towards the road in front of him, he became more focused but still seemed entertained.
    Adrenaline began to course through my veins.  All eyes were on me as I lifted my hands in the air and held them up for a few seconds.  Engines revved.  Then, the very moment that I abruptly forced my hands down to my sides, the engines roared like lions, tires squealed, and the hot wind from the cars as they quickly flew by, gave me an incredible rush.
    Smoke and the burning rubber from the tires, combined with exhaust, filled the air as I turned around to observe the race.  But I couldn’t tell who was winning from where I was standing. Cheering sounds from the crowd up the road alerted me to the fact that the race was already finished, and before I knew it, the cars turned around and headed back.
    The Honda Civic sped towards me.  Derrick slammed on his brakes five feet in front of me and immediately jumped out of his car. 
    “Fuck!” he shouted as he slammed the door violently.  He must’ve lost the race.  He stomped over to a group of women and grabbed one of them by the arm.  “We’re leaving…Now!” he demanded.
    “What the hell, Derrick?!” the woman argued, ripping her arm away from his grasp.
    His rage toned down but only slightly. “Let’s go,” he said with both hands raised in the air as if to tell her he knew he shouldn’t have grabbed her.  She sighed, seeming to feel sorry for him, as she took his hand and waved goodbye to her friends while getting into his car.
    “So, how did it feel?” Logan’s voice came from behind me.
    I quickly turned around, unable to hold back the enormous smile on my face, and before I could control myself, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.
    “That was incredible!” I gleamed as I stepped back, trying my best to cover up the embarrassment I felt from my impulsive display of affection.  “Congratulations!  You won!”
    He let out a laugh, then still smiling and with a curious expression, as if he was trying to figure me out, he shook his head slightly and said, “C’mon, let’s get out of here.”
    “What?  Already?”  I asked as we started walking back to his car.  “All these people seem to be here for you. Don’t you want to hang around for a while?”
    “I’m not here for them, Liv.  I wasn’t even going to do this tonight, until…”
    “Until what?” I stopped and looked directly at him, meeting his eyes.
    He appeared to be searching for the right thing to say.  “Until I caught you eavesdropping on my conversation with Gavin,” he teased with a smirk.  “I thought you might have fun with it…and it looks like you did, so my job here is complete.”
    “Oh, right, you did this for me...” I contested sarcastically, remembering the look of excitement on his face just before the race.  “I’m pretty sure you had just as much fun as I did.  And I wasn’t eavesdropping!  I just happened to be standing in ear-range.” 
    He shook his head and chuckled.  “If I stick around here, other people are going to want to race, and I’m done racing for the night.  Let’s go back to Gavin’s and have some fun.”
    I agreed and after saying goodbye to Gavin, who was with a group of men looking under the hood of a red Toyota Celica, we hopped in the Mustang and headed back to Gavin’s house…Without Gavin.
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
     
    The party had died down by the time we got back.  Mellow reggae music was playing and only a few people were left sitting in the circle of couches and chairs. Chloe was gone.  Melody, who had always been somewhat of a lightweight, was already asleep with her head on Nate’s shoulder. 
    I wasn’t ready to slow down.  The rush from earlier was still in my blood, and I was incredibly disappointed when I saw everyone already kicking back.
    I let out a sigh and leaned back against the bar.