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Nitro slowly woke up and rubbed his head. His hair was messy but that made him only look cute. He took off his shirt and threw it to the side. He sighed a looked at one picture that happened to stay in his pocket.

Wow...That was a good dream.

He looked around a little and saw the mess he left while yawning.

I should clean this mess up and then take a shower. I have another race soon.

Celeste heard foot steps and walked into teh room and saw him with out a shirt " Oh!" She looked down and cleared her throat " how is your umm headache?" She asked trying not to look at him. Her feet were still bare and she held her shoes. Her feet held what looked him scares from a whip.

"My headache has gone away,and I really do feel much better. Thanks for asking." He smiled and wasn't that arrogant and was really a nice guy.

Celeste nodded " Thats good." She went to teh couch " I saw you stuff and didn't know if you wanted me to help you place everything away. I know people get mad if a stranger cleans up after them Especially if photos are invlolved" She said

"Oh...I wouldn't have mind...I'm in no position to be upset anytime sooner an--" His watch started to beep as he looked at it and his eyes widened. It was around nine o'clock in the morning. It was shocking someone would hold a race that early. He quickly put on a green and black shirt that said 'Nitro' and he quickly brushed his hair back a little and started to run to the door.

She blinked at him as he grabbed teh shirt and ran to teh door she did n=know what to do. She had to bet on him " wait.. YOur racing now?" She said wondering what the hell.

"Yeah! You better hurry with me! I can take you to the starting line." He smiled and ran down to the lobby.

She nodded and raced after him.

When in the lobby he picks her up and quickly carries her to the car and puts her in the passenger seat then he gets in the drivers seat. He started the car and quickly started to speed down the road.

She gasped her breath when he picked her up ' Pushy much?" She asked angered that she was embarrassed. GUys don't touch her that way. Why would he do that? She pouted and crossed her arms.