Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

The first day of the suicide cup event went smoothly. Turns out, the last contender for that day is number ten. She was able to stop the girl from jumping which earned her eight points while mine is nine. 

"I wanna do something! Argh, this boredom will kill me." Eula said while rolling in my bed. What a childish witch.

"I have a race today, wanna come?" I asked while dumping my racing suit in my duffle bag. Her eyes widened as she stood up. I can clearly see her through the mirror looking stupid as ever.

"W-well, that's cool! Are there any hot guys out there? You know?" she asked with a silly smile. I grabbed a pillow and throw it to her face.

"What happened to 'mom, we're just having a pajama party in Eula's house. Nothing dangerous, I swear.' huh?" Her eyes widened a bit. She grabbed a pillow and threw it at me. I ducked to dodge it causing it to hit the table mirror. It caused a loud clanking as it was shattered into pieces.

"Great.." I mumbled and turned to her.

"That's four hundred and fifty dollars." I smiled at her sarcastically.

"Hey! It's not my fault that you dodge it!" she defended.

"So it's my fault because I dodged it?" I answered back. She pouted and buried her face in the pillow.

"Sorry! Please don't make me pay, you're the richest person I've ever met so this piece of table mirror shouldn't matter to you!" 

"Whatever. Are you coming or not?" she looked up at me. She honestly looked like a mess right now.

"I will! Just wait for me!" She said and hurriedly went to my walk-in closet. She went out carrying a red maxi dress.

"Hehe, forty-five minutes!" she shouted and went inside the bathroom. I just shook my head and smile. Every stupid thing she says or does, I always end up shaking my head while smiling.

After TWO FREAKING HOURS, she finally went out wearing the dress.

"forty-five minutes?! Eula, I'm so freaking late!" I shouted at her.

"Wait! Thirty more minutes!" She said and went to my cosmetic table. Okay, what the hell? Are two hours not enough for her?!

"What? You're already beautiful! Eula, I missed my two races already!" I shouted in frustration. She pouted and grabbed the makeup and put it inside her bag.

"Fine, I'll just do it inside your car," she said and wore a pair of a silver stiletto. 

That's Eula. What mine is hers and what's hers is mine too. We share almost everything.

"C'mon, Florence! I'm getting my face done! Slow down a bit!" She screamed. I literally laughed when I saw her face. Her lipstick is all over her mouth and her makeup is a mess.

"I thought you won't ride my car anymore?" I mocked. She glared at me and glanced at herself on the mirror. 

I focused on the road while hearing her front stabbing me.

"Damn you! Damn you! Argh!" she screamed.

"I told you, you are better without makeup so wipe that shit in your face and follow me." She threw me death glares and proceed to clean her face. She's still not used to my driving skills. Poor Eula.

"WAIT, IS THAT FLORENCE MIL'S CAR ARE WE SEEING RIGHT NOW?! SHE'S HERE!" from here I can hear the loudspeaker of the emcee and the crowd's noise.

"Wow, you're really famous," Eula said as we stopped and came out of the car.

"AND SHE HAS A COMPANION! WHO COULD BE THAT BEAUTIFUL LADY BESIDE HER?" Eula's face reddened because of that. I smirked at emcee CJ and sent him my flying 'fuck you'.

"Go to the bleachers, I'm going to wipe them out," I commanded Eula.

"Okay, be safe." She patted my arm before walking towards the bleachers.

I entered my car and opened the engine once again. Time to show who's the boss, motherfuckers.

I started warming up and slowly increase my speed. I can see how the crowd went wild when I sped up. I'm using my black spyder arcade with a number nine on it. It was exclusively made for me. Well, perks of being the daughter of one of the richest people in Asia.

I felt the adrenaline rush through my body as I increase my speed. I drove past racer number 07. 

I grinned as I came to drift and almost bump racer number 05. He opened his window and salute me with his middle finger. I realized it was Johnson, one of my co-racer and friend.

I haven't used my nitro yet, and I'm not on my full speed too. I drove past number 03 until I was only inches away from number 02.

"CAN YOU BELIEVE YOUR EYES?! THE BOSS IS BACK! YOU HEAR ME? THAT'S THE BOSS!" Emcee CJ. I smirked, that's right... I'm the boss.

I can already see the finish line. Too bad for racer number one which is on the lead right now, he used his last nitro earlier. 

I stepped on the gas the hardest I can and used my nitro. I smiled victoriously as I speed past him, and earned the title of the year again.

"WAAAAAAAH! OH MY GOSH! I KNOW THAT YOU ARE INSANE BUT I'M SO PROUD OF YOUUU!" Eula greeted me with a hug which I returned.

"I won. I knew it!" I exclaimed happily. I claimed my price which is five million dollars and the latest Lambo.

I congratulated my co-racers and signed some autographs.

"What the hell? I wish I can experience being a celebrity too." Eula pouted and clung to my arms. I removed my helmet and smiled at the little girl in front of me.

"H-hi! I'm your fan... I really admire you! I want to become like you one day!" I patted her head and signed her jersey which is a replica of mine on my last race.

"Thank you, I feel honored... If you want to become like me," I leaned on her and whispered, "quit school and follow my footsteps." Eula pinched my arm when the girl left.

"I heard that! Gosh, you're a bad influent!" 

"She said she wants to become like me so I gave her tips. Duh.." I rolled my eyes. Our signing session was ended after two hours.. finally.

"Goodness, I'm hungry." I groaned.

"C'mon, let's eat. Your treat." She said and dragged me along with her. I pouted and patted her head with my fist.

"You think I didn't saw you with that blonde, huh? Spill the tea, witch."