Chapter One: Arrival
Cammie's POV:
The first day of a new school. Never fun. Over the past year I've been to 4 other high schools and let me tell you always being the new girl is crap. According to my manager I'll be staying here now until I graduate since he's prominently set up shop. Let me explain you're all probably a little confused... My father died in a car crash he was a racer and one night went off the track and wrapped his car around a tree, a month later my mom had killed herself because she didn't feel like she could live without him. I never had any brothers or sisters or any other family really. My dad's boss Sammy is now my boss and my adoptive father.
He adopted me a month after I was put into foster care. His company is called 'Speed is in the Heart'. As I've said i work for him I'm a mechanic but mainly I'm the "star of the show" as he likes to say. Mainly because I'm a skilled driver i guess I learnt from my father and because no one but Sammy and the small crew he has knows that I'm the famous driver Anonymous. My identity has been kept a secret ever since my mothers death and I prefer to keep it that way but sometimes when I see other drivers with their fans around them I sometimes wish that, that was me...
Someday it will be.
But now I have to face the first day of high school all over again. I drove into the school's parking lot on my bright green and black Kawasaki Ninja 600 motorbike wearing my black leather attire and my black matt helmet. I don't really have any clothes I can wear until I go shopping after school today. In all honesty I wish my 1970 Chevy Chenille SS in red with black racer stripes had be moved here but it won't arrive until late tomorrow at least then I could have looked a little normal since it seems like I'm the only one who rides a motorbike here. Parking up in the only space available on the other side of the car park I take my helmet of and look at all the people staring at me. Way to make a first impression. At my other schools I had different personalities. They were all me but just different sides to me. At my first school I was the goody two shoes, my second I was the schools slut, at my third I was the nerd and at my fourth I was the one no one noticed. I think this time I'll be the mysterious chick. Can't believe I just called myself a chick.. Need to wash my mouth out with soap!
I head inside the school to only receive more stares and whispers. I don't mine the attention but I hate being the new girl, because being the new girl means people want to get to know who you are and I hate lying and pretending I live a normal life when really I'm earning thousands by racing and doing what I love whist living with Sammy who's a millionaire himself (but he never offers me money since he knows I like to make my own way). But maybe this time I don't have to live a lie, if I'm going to be this mysterious girl I don't really have to answer any of their questions with the truth or a lie.
A guy wolf whistled at me (badly might I add) so I whistled back and winked before carrying on walking down the never ending hallway. Finally reaching the main office I collected my school map and locker number and class schedule. Walking out saying a 'thank you' to the desk lady I threw the map in the bin and but my schedule in my right chest pocket since I didn't bring a back with me today. Once I found my locker I put my helmet on the top shelf and decided that I wasn't really going to decorate my locker to add to this mysterious look, only have the basics in there and nothing that would tell a story about myself.
"Hi,"I jumped as I closed my locker and was face to face with a blonde haired girl just smaller than me with a cheery smile on her face.
"Hi," I said back blandly.
"Just so you know this school already has a bad girl and she's got her sights set on the bad boy of the school so keep to yourself and you just might survive," her face showed no emotion and I was shocked at first on how quickly her emotions changed. Since I've been moving schools I've always kept my distance not wanting to make any close friends since I new I was leaving in a month or two but this time maybe I could do with a little high school drama in my life.
"And who are you the bad girls slave?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows in mock confusion and tilting my head slightly to the right. I heard a snickers from across the hall and in the corner of my eye I could see it was a group of guys.
"No, you're just not worth her time," she shrugged her shoulders trying to ignore my insult.
"But I'm worth yours! That's so sweet of you I feel a friendship growing already!" I did a girly jump and clap to add to my sarcasm. She turned on her heel and walked away to 2 other girls and as I could tell one being this 'bad girl'.
I rolled my eyes and walked down the hallway listening carefully to all the whispers about me. Surprisingly the only bad one being that they thought I was a lesbian. Like seriously? I eventually found my way to homeroom just as the bell rang. The only seat free was in the middle next to the girl I met this morning and one oh guys that snickered when I called her a slave. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a white wife beater covered by a leather jacket he just smelled of bad - hello drama.
I sat down and the blond girl glared at me as well as her friend with black wavy hair. The 'bad girl' no where to be seen.
"That seats taken," a male voice spoke from my right. I turned and stared at him blankly, "and you don't care," I turned back to the front of the classroom just as the teacher as miss bad girl walked into the class.
"It seems we haven't got enough seats Rebecca, you'll have to stand at the back today until I can get another desk in for this afternoon," the girl glared at me at least now I knew she was called Rebecca and by the look on her face when the teacher called her that she wasn't too pleased about it.
I prayed to anyone who was listening in hopes that I wouldn't be made to introduce myself.
"Class we have a new student today called Cameron, where is he sat," I chuckled as did the rest of the class. I get this a lot.
"I prefer Cammie," I spoke slowly. When her eyes met mine you could see she was shocked that I was female and not male.
"Oh my apologies I just presumed," I cut her off.
"It's fine I get it a lot," I smiled at her to convince her it was fine since she still looked guilty. The bell went after this and I got up to leave. I had a blank space on my schedule so I presumed that meant I had a free period.
"I'm Zac," I turned around to be faced with the boy who I was sat next to in homeroom.
"Nice to meet you," I did a small curt nod and turned to keep walking. I heard his footsteps behind me.
"I'm guessing it's your Kawasaki Ninja 600 out in the parking lot," I smiled to myself.
"I'm impressed you either know your stuff or you took the time to go over and read it on the side of my bike," I smiled as I turned around stopping him from walking.
"I know my stuff, I a mechanic in the garage down the road from here," he nodded slightly behind me as if he was indicating in what direction.
"Are they hiring?" I asked curious. it''s not like I needed the job but it be like a hobby, "They don't have to pay me either," I added in.
"Well I'm sure they'ed hire you if you had no experience if they didn't have to pay you, I ask George the owner and put in a good word for you," I smiled.
"Thanks and I do have experience I already have a job as a mechanic but the shops not opened yet so I won't be working their until next week," I smiled as I turned around and started walking a little slower until he was walking next to me.
"You intrigue me," he said randomly. The halls of the school were empty since everyone else was either in class or in the library for their free period.
"Oh really I'm sure Rebecca would enjoy hearing you say that," I chuckled under my breath.
"I wouldn't call her Rebecca if I was you, she goes by Bex," He said with a straight face.
"I prefer Rebecca," I smirked and picked up my pace a little. My phone rang as I looked at my caller I.D i guess Zac did as well.
"Who's Sammy?" I answered my phone not answering him.
"Hey Sammy, what's up and don't say the sky because that's just cliché," I chuckled.
Sammy: "Nothing honey, but I was just letting you know that a close friend will be joining you in about 30 minutes at school,"
"What do you mean a close friend?" My curiosity spiked.
Sammy: "Well he decided he'd come keep you company so he transferred schools,"
"Who?!" I all but screamed down the phone. I could tell Zac was a little freaked out but stood there non the less.
Sammy: "Grant,"
"I love you! Is he on his way now?" I asked even though I recall him saying he'd be here in about 30 minutes.
Sammy: "Yes, he's on his way and I made sure that he turned up on his Harley and that he wore the same attire as you had to this morning so you wouldn't be the only one standing out and I've made sure you have lockers next to each other so you can both be the mysterious duo of the school like I have a feeling you've already started doing," he chuckled.
"You know me so well," I laughed a little.
Sammy: "Anyway, I'll get off. Got a lot of work to do at the shop since this one's underground and more like the mechanic shops a secret front for the track, oh I feel all giddy. I talk to you later,"
"You're a little kid but I must admit it does sound cool, I text you when Grant gets here,"
Sammy: "Okay, love ya and leave ya,"
"Love ya and leave ya," I smiled and hung up the phone.
"So I ask again, who's Sammy?" Zac asks as I put my phone away.
"He's my boss and my adoptive father," Before he says anything the bell rings signalling that first period was over and just as it does I hear an engine I'd never forget outside and of course this school being as cliché as it gets people start to go outside. I follow and jog down the steps as more whispers start my name thrown in asking if he's my boyfriend or my brother. He being neither, sort of I class him as my brother but he's just Sammy's nephew so you could say that makes him my cousin but since I'm adoptive we've never really classed it as that.
He parks next to my bike and I push through the crowd. Geez these guys need to get a life. Meeting Grant half way he picks me up and spins me around.
"I've missed you," He says into m ear.
"I've missed you more! Just to let you know the schools extremely cliché so this mysterious act will be easy," I said as he put me back on the floor. He finally took his helmet off and you can hear girls gasp. I'll admit he's a looker, always has been.
"I think that bit's obvious," he chuckled. We walked through the crowd and I showed him wear he needed to go. We didn't have the same class but all our others where the same. We separated and went to our classes. I had History.
I found myself walking to history with followers to be more specific Rebecca's followers.
"Hi there Rebecca's slave one and Rebecca's slave two," I smirked as the scoffed.
"Who's the new guy?" Straight to the point.
"Find out yourself," I walked into history and left them behind.
My first day has been eventful at that. But the fact Grant is here makes this whole high school experience so much better. I just can't wait to get on the new track.
A/N: HEY GUYS, IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I'VE WROTE ANYTHING BUT THIS IDEA CAME TO ME IN A DREAM! AND I PROMISED AN AUTHER I WOULD SHOUTOUT THEIR STORY WHEN I STARTED WRITING AGAIN WHICH IS WHAT IM DOING SO YOU ALL NEED TO GO READ 'PASS ME BY' ITS A GREAT STORY AND WELL WORTH READING!
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