Quarter Miles

Its one in the morning. The cell-phone rang with a weird tone.

“Hello?” asked a sleepy voice.

“You’re late.”

“But there ain’t no party today. Its over if you remember. Its not a weekend today.”

“Not that fool. You really wanna miss your first day in practice? Now get ya rich ass over here” said the arrogant voice

“yeah..yeah.. will be there in ten. Just relax”

“whooaaa.. the interstate will take atleast twenty, and you say ten. Be nice kid, its your first day in school. We want no trouble.”

“got it.”

“your clock just started clickin’. Luck.”

“shitt..”Looking at his watch. He jumped out of the bed and gathered himself and his things together. He opened the door quietly and sneaked out of his room using the darkness and following, his house. He rushed to the drive way, got into his silver convertible and hurried out of the darkness. Soon he hit the road and was on his way to his destination.

“Ooh… I love the cool wind in my hair!!!”

Well, this is about a guy in his late teens. Rich, arrogant, smart, careless, positive, stubborn. Yet, still a kid. He is one of those guys who love to do the impossible. His parents are rich aristocrats minding their own business and raised him as another spoilt kid. But the one thing he loved and was most passionate about was. Cars. And would do anything to keep it alive, even would sell his soul for it! He some how got out of high school and wanted to go for automobile science because of his passion for cars. He wants to enjoy the moment and is least concerned for the future. A guy who doesn’t gives no shit, neither takes one.

They call him Derek Raymond.

And yea, in case you are wondering… the silver convertible is a ‘08 Porsche 911 cabrio. But hold on he doesn’t owns it . Its his cousin’s car who went to (other town) for his college And gave him the car just to keep it running.

Soon Derek was on the interstate doing 80miles/hr. it was obvious for him to take another route otherwise he wont reach on time. even if he...