Imagine waking up one morning next to a Greek god with a perfectly sculpted body and the most beautiful eyes. But then you realize that it's actually Clark David, the notorious bad boy and gang leader of your school. Would you scream with delight or with fear?

One Night Stand with the Bad boy

"What the hell Mia!!? Are you trying to kill me through a heart attack!?" Cheska shouted hysterically. 


"Calm down Ches, we have just hung out," I said, trying to calm her down. I approached her and caressed her back. 


I felt her inhale and exhale in a deep breath and she put her hands to her hips. 


"Wait, so let me get this straight. You're going to participate in an underground race with him?" She spoke in disbelief, emphasizing the word "him" as she pointed at Clark. Clark raised an eyebrow in response, and they seemed to engage in a silent staring contest. To break the tension, I cleared my throat to get their attention. 


They both looked at me with a questioning look. 


"Okay, stop it guys... First off, Ches, I'm the one who insisted on racing and I like it. You know that... 


As if something was clicking in her head, her expression softened, and she just nodded at me. 


22 - The Race