In the spirit of the season
we have found the perfect
reason to gather
friends and family…
Together with their friends and family
Serena Destiny Elizabeth Hamlin
and
Bradley Keselowski
request the honour
of your presence
at their marriage
Saturday the seventeenth of December
two thousand eleven
at ten o'clock in the morning
St. Gabriel Church
8901 Winterpock Rd.
Chesterfield, Virginia

So when is the wedding 'gain?-Mercedes
12/17/11-Serena
Ur havin it this year ? aren't weddings usually take place like nxt yr or sumthin ?-Mercedes
It was either december or January and usually testing 4 the nxt season usually take place in January :P-Serena
Oh, understandable :P-Mercedes
I'm still going 2 b the maid of honour, rite ?-Mercedes
-.- no duh-Serena

I looked up off of my Blackberry screen over the track from where I was sitting in Brad's pitbox and saw that there was around 112-113 laps to go and the top five currently was Carl leading with Jimmie in second, Jeff in third, Brad in fourth and Denny in fifth and it was just the usual cars going around the track…but when the top five were heading off of Turn 3 onto Turn 4 it got a little bit interesting…well, interesting a bit for the fans that are in attendance and the fans watching wherever in the world…but I got a little mad.

Denny just had to get into Brad sending him spinning and bringing out the seventh caution of the evening.

"You have got to be kidding me," I muttered tossing my head back in annoyance. "Is he at least going to be on the track?" I asked his crew chief Paul.

"From what I can tell, he's going to be a number of laps down, but he'll still be out there," Paul said.

"Alright, just wondering," I said as I continued watching the race and making a mental note to kill Denny as soon as I see him after the race.

FF Few Laps

Few more laps went by and Kyle was currently leading the track and possibly lapping some cars down and then there was another caution, and once again it included Brad and Denny—and this time it was Brad who spun out Denny which made the #11 FedEx Toyota Camry into the inside wall which was not where the safer barrier was and the most contact was at the drivers side of the car, and the impact was hard enough for me because I actually flinched. "He's done," I commented.

"Brad—remind me why you had to purposefully spin out Denny?" Paul asked.

"Payback—he spun me out costing us a win, I spin him out," Brad replied, which made me facepalm and roll my eyes—why do I feel like I'm the mother and Brad and Denny are like my sons or something?

"Alright—just probably watch out for Denny, he'll probably will have something to say about that," Paul advised him.

"Knowing Denny he will," I muttered under my breath as I continue to see the laps of the race winding down.

FF Close to the end of the race

The race was coming to a close with five laps to go and this time Carl was up front leading and Kyle was very close to the #99 Scotts Ez-Seed Ford in second and I was equally focused on the race as I was when it started because I wanted to find out who would win….until there was another caution.

"You have got to be kidding me," I muttered and was about to add, "great, an attempt of a green/white/checkered finish but l looked over at turn 4 where the caution happened and actually verbally asked myself, "Now you have to be really kidding me? Again?"

What the caution was was when Denny attempted to spin Brad out trying to actually take him out of the race was a little successful and unsuccessful at the same time where he tore up Brad's car and his car at the same time. A little unbelievable, right?

"Hate to be in your shoes at this point Serena…no offence or anything," Paul commented to me, knowing that I have to be in the middle of this having to hear both sides of points and complaints—or mostly complaints from Denny's side.

"Yeah, I hate to be in my shoes to," I commented as I put my head in my hands and sighed in frustration. "This would not end well at all," I said…and unfortunately, whatever I guessed would be an end result of any situation is always right.

Always.

FF to End of the Race

The race had ended under one attempt of a green/white/checker finish where it was basically a drag race down Turn 4 to the Start/Finish line where Kyle had won making the third spring Richmond race in a row that he has won, but I was trying to find Denny and or Brad to make sure that both of them aren't going down in a fist fight.

"Joey!" I called out after spotting Joey walking somewhere. He stopped in his tracks, turned around and waited till I caught up with him and said, "Hey Serena,"

"Seen either Brad or Denny?" I asked and when I saw his face make a Why expression, I added, "I just want to know if they aren't throwing fists at each other for what they did to one another n the track,"

"Oh, saw Denny just about a few minutes ago, don't know about Brad yet," Joey said.

"Thanks, and good job out there," I said referring to his eleventh place finish.

"Thanks," He said and I just smiled in a no problem way before walking away from Joey. Few minutes later, I finally found my annoying (and sometimes a little self centered) older brother and I was walking up to him, I noticed that he was in an interview and the questions were mostly about what had transpired during the race. I didn't hear most of the interview frankly because I didn't care about it, but the main part that I just happened to catch was something along the lines of 'basically it was his own fault for starting all of these actions by spinning me out and what happened to me was payback—but unfortunately for myself, that payback put me out of the race, so basically it was Brads fault that all of this happened,"

When the person that was conducting the interview walked away, I fully walked up to Denny and gave him a next word you say about Brad, I'll make sure that your racing career would be over "Alright first off before you react I—" Denny started trying to plead his case, but I didn't want to hear it as I kicked him hard near his surgically repaired knee which I knew damn well that it wasn't recovered fully besides the fact that the surgery happened some point last year.

"Alright, what did I say about kicking me near that knee?" Denny asked as he was holding his knee slightly in pain.

"Want it near the knee or where the sun don't shine?" I asked with a slight smirk on my face.

"I'll take the pain near the knee thank you very much," Denny said as he waited a few more minutes before standing up in a vertical base.

"Can you pass me your hat for a few minutes?" I asked sweetly and with somewhat of a fake smile on my face.

Denny went and passed me his FedEx hat. I held it in my right hand for a few minutes before I started hitting Denny with it for a few minutes. When I was done, I handed it back to him.

"Alright ow," Denny said after a few minutes of trying to get his composure back. "What was that for sis?"

"Oh what do you think dumbass?" I asked with attitude dripping off of my voice.

Denny was silent for a few minutes before replying with, "Ohhhhh,"

I rolled my eyes before asking, "You two just have to pull me in the middle of this, right?"

"How so?"

"Well, I'm in a middle of a fight which consists of my annoying dumbass that I have the misfortune of calling my brother and my fiancée which I'm supposed to marry at the end of the year," I pointed out. "How am I not supposed to be in the middle of this,"

"Oh yeah, forgot your marrying that loser," Denny muttered, which I heard and I punched him in the arm. "Ow," Denny said rubbing his arm.

"Do you know where Brad is?" I asked.

"Probably at his coach or something I really don't know," Denny said then I walked away from him.