"Hold onto your hats race fans! We have a new record!"

Jackson looked up at the big screens. Smiling a bit expecting it to him. Breaking his own record. That would be alright.

"Breaking the current top speed of 220 mph by our champion Jackson Storm, setting a new record of..

228 mph! Is our newest racer, Herbie Howly!"

"What?! The rookie?" Jackson snarled. Looking up at his photo on the monitor. He had tan skin. Brown eyes. A bit of facial hair. He had longer black hair because it was in a low bun in his photo. And he was wearing a black suit on the photo. Jackson stared at the rookies pits. He was jumping up and down with his crew. Excited and proud for his new rocked speed. Cruz stepped closer to Jackson. Seeing he was upset and a little angry. "What kind of name is Herbie?" Jackson snarled. Cruz shrugged. "It's his first race? Let him have this. He's just a kid." Cruz said. Jackson nodded once. Staring. Glaring at the kid as he took off his helmet. "Come on girls. Let's get some of that cotton candy I promised. You coming Jackson?" He glanced over to his wife and answered "Um.. I'll see y'all at the trailer." Cruz nodded and took off with the two girls. Jackson stared. His coach came up. "You gonna take your record back?" He asked. Jackson smiled a bit and answered "I'll let him have this one thing. But next race... I'll bring him the Storm." Jackson walked off. His coach concerned a bit.

Jackson was stopped by cameras and press.

"Jackson Storm! Great win. First race of the season! How are you feeling about the coming year!?" Jackson smiled answering "I feel great about it. Nothing can stop me from bringing it as I do every year." He said with couch cockiness. Another asked "How do you feel about Herbie Howly breaking your track speed? Jackson answered "You know what?, I feel happy for the kid. Glad he can get a little taste of what it's like out here. And proud he can give himself a name." He chuckled a bit. More of a snicker. The kid walked up and leaned over on Jackson's shoulder "Wow! Thanks Jacks! Means a lot coming from a champion like you!" The kid smiled almost using Jackson as a pole to pose against. The cameras loved it. Taking a few shots. The kid wrapped his arm around Jackson and pulled Jackson close and Herbie smiled wide and put a thumb out to the cameras. He was actually the same height of Jackson. It just stood out. He had long black hair to his shoulders. Rugged look?. Weird. Untamed. Jackson faked a bit of a smile for the cameras. Herbie let go of Jackson. "Great race Jacks!" He said with such enthusiasm. Jackson glared and replied faking acting like buddies. "Oh yeah! Definitely! Looking forward to the next race Fergie right?" Jackson rolled his eyes and walked away with a snarl. Herbie raised a brow a bit but shrugged it off with a creeping smile. Feeling good about himself. He just met a legend and he didn't seem to be that big a deal surprisingly.

'Race number two for the season everyone! There's our champions. Jackson Storm and Drift Taylor!'

'Let's not forget the rookies. Especially Herbie Howly! He has caught the eye of a few racers and big name sponsors!'

'Yes sir he has. But I'll bet our champs won't take it easy on him!'

Herbie ran over to Jackson "Hey there Mr. Legend!? Hope we are feeling ready?" The kid asked with a smile as he stretched and jumped. It kinda reminded Jackson of Cruz's weird yoga stretches. "I'm always prepared for my races." Jackson snarled. Herbie nodded and spoke up "Why don't we get shots after the race huh? Oh I better go. I'll see you later Jacks!" He winked and ran off.

The race lined up. Herbie has a white car. Red smeared over the hood. It was very.. graphically painted. Almost resembled blood over the front of his car. Jackson sighed shaking his head. He didn't like him. He was weird.

'And Jackson Storm takes the lead. The rookie right behind him.'

'Gonna be a good race today I can- Woah!!!'

Jackson's eyes widened as the rookies car swiped by him quick. He didn't even see him!? "Oh no you don't!?" Jackson growled as he gunned it behind the rookie. Talking him. But his anger pulled out!

'The rookie just left Storm in the dust!!'

'No one expected that!'

'Howly wins!'

He did indeed. Jackson avoided everyone. He cousins believe a rookie bested him. But he wouldn't let that continue. .. but it did... Jackson coughed believe it. The rookie won the next five races!?

Jackson's trailer pulled up. As he exited he was immediately swarmed with cameras and microphones with news crew. "Jackson Storm, What do you think of the rookies winning streak!?" One asked. "Do you think this means retirement could be something you will look into!?" Another asked. Jackson answered "Woah!? Now hold on! I'm not going to quit or retire okay? This is great. I love that the rookie is doing so well." He lied and continued "It means I get a real competitor out there and I can push myself to go even faster. You guys just sit back and watch the race." He walked away. Glaring. Annoyed. He would not let this end his career. Roy walked up. "Jackson." She called out. Wearing a silver glittering gown that almost dragged the ground. Her hair up in a tight fat bun on the top of her head. "Roy?" He didn't expect her here? Roy brushed Jackson's chest and snarled "This thing that you're doing. Letting the rookie win? Crush him." She tightened the collar on his race suit. Jackson replied "Yeah. I.. i plan to." Roy smiled and fixed Jackson hair as she mentioned "Or else I may need to find my next racer..". Jackson's eyes widened. He grabbed her hand and snarled in her face "I will win. I have always done what it takes to win." His brows lowerd with a bit of anger. Roy yanked her hand away and gave Jackson something. Saying "Slip this in his drink." She smiled with a wink. Jackson gave it back and snarled "I can win the right way." He walked off angry. His sponsor didn't have the faith in him.. he had to win today to show them all!

Sky came along today. Jessica stayed home with Cruz. With school she didn't need to miss any days.

Jackson began walking to his pits. He stopped and stared. Surprised. Was that? "Oh no.." he glared. Anger built up a bit. He walked up. Sky was laughing at him? With him? That stupid smile the kid had. "Hey." Jackson made his presence known. Sky turned around blushing red. Herbie smiled. His hair in some stupid bun. "What's going on?" Jackson asked. Herbie answered "Just having a lovely conversation with your daughter. Let me tell you sir. She is an amazing specimen." He looked Sky up and down. Jackson snarled "Hey I'm over here princess." Sky looked at her dad and spoke up "Dad don't be like that..." she was embarrassed a bit. Jackson stepped between them "Don't you have a race to prepare for?" Jackson asked in the kids face. Herbie smiled. A cricked one and answered "It's not a race when there's no competition." Jackson glared. Oh that burned. Herbie looked back at Sky and spoke up "Maybe I'll see you again." He winked at her and walked away to his pits. Jackson and sky turned around. Watching him leave. Sky smiled a bit. Jackson noticed and shook his head.. "No. you are not falling for that." Jackson snarled. Sky looked at her dad. "He's not that bad?" Sky defended. Jackson rolled his eyes. He only wanted one thing from Sky. But he didn't want to tell her that..

The racers lined up. Jackson stared ahead at Herbies car.. anger. Pure anger at this point. He was getting to Sky now to!.. the race went on. Herbie kept the huge lead.

Jackson coach spoke up. "Keep it clear. Taylor is on you." Jackson noticed. He let Taylor come up his side. Then Jackson bumped him a bit. Sending him into a serve and Taylor backed off. "Nice. Gun it." Coach ordered. Jackson did. But he just couldn't catch him!? "Come on!" He growled at himself. He had to. Jackson pushed himself hard! There finally.

45 laps to go...

He was behind Howly. Jackson bumped his rear a bit. "Not gonna take this away from me so easily!" He yelled.

Herbie felt him. He raised a brow and eased up a bit. Letting Jackson pull ahead. Jackson was suspicious. Herbie wasn't that easy to pass was he?

10 laps...

Jackson blew it off. "Doing great. You got this!" His coach reassured. Jackson smiled. Herbie was a bit of ways behind. "Looks like the Storm is just to much!" His cockiness.

Final lap!

Jackson had this in the bag! He took the final turn! "Yes!" He chuckled a bit "That was to easy!" He was proud of himself. But then a whip of white flashed next to him and crossed the finish line right before Jackson Storm! Jackson yelled "No!" He hit his steering wheel. The crowd cheered for the rookie.

Jackson pulled into his pits. He got out. He had to take a deep breath. Trying to stay calm.. anger. Just so much anger. Roy walked up as he took off his helmet and set it down on a table. "I expected more Jackson." She glared. Jackson rolled his eyes and replied "I let him have it.." he lied. Trying to smooth the loss over.. Roy raised a brow and said so calmly back "I think he let you for a bit there. Let's face it Jackson. Your not as good as you once were." She began to walk away. Jackson grabbed her arm "I'm just as good. If not better!" Roy pulled her arm away and softly spoke up as she came closer to him.. "It's sad.. you lost your charm.. your attractiveness.. now your speed.. here." She handed him the pills again. He stared. "Let's not take any chances next time Jackson.." she kissed his cheek and walked away. Jackson was furious. But he changed.. Cruz made him better than this. He threw the drugs away. He wasn't doing that. In the end t rookie.. he was just a kid!? Jackson looked around. "Sky?" Where was she?!.. he grew a bit worried. Then he realized. "Howly.." he growled. He walked over to hisnpits. Making his way through the crowd and press. Ignoring them. He just wanted to find Sky and leave at this point.

He made his way to Howlys pits. "Howly!" He called out. "Sky!?" He called. No sighn of either of them. Howly was probably at the stage. Eating up the media and spot light. But Sky? He saw Herbies coach. "Hey! You seen a young woman? Black hair? 2.0 shirt on?" The man shook his head. Jackson sighed. He headed out. Noticing the stage. Herbie wasn't there either? His mind began to think so many different things! Would Herbie?.. no... Sky was not that kind of girl?.. right?.. he quickly made his way to the trailers. Giving Sky the benefit of the doubt he went or his trailer first. He slammed open the door "Sky!?" He yelled. Nope. Not here. He grabbed his phone and called her.

Hi,

You've reached Sky's voicemail. Leave me a message. Get back soon!

He hung up and threw his phone. He was over reacting a bit maybe. But he was that guy once! He grew angry overthinking this! He left and headed out in the trailer parking. Looking for Herbie Howlys trailer.

"I swear I'm gonna kill him..." he growled as he spotted the trailer. Yep.. the two were by the door of his trailer. Leaning against it. Laughing?! "Hey!" Jackson yelled and walke sup quickly. "Sky. I called you?!" He was mad. Sky frowned and answered "I'm sorry.. I was just chatting with Herbie.. I'm sorry.." Jackson glared at his daughter. Herbie defended her "Hey calm down Jacks? I was just inviting her in for a drink?" Jackson snarled "Oh I'm sure that's all." Herbie sighed and replied "We were just talking sir." Jackson gave him what one could describe as a death stare. Sky moved over and spoke up "I'm so sorry for my dad.. he's.." She and her dad stared at each other "protective?.. you could say.." Sky said with an embarrassing smile on her face. Jackson raised a brow. Was she actually wanting to be around this kid!? Herbie smiled and replied "It's fine. That's a good thing. There are a lot of guys around here that would just.. you know.." he chuckled a bit. He was definitely checking Sky out. Jackson kept his cool a bit and ordered "Sky. We are leaving." He grabbed her arm and pulled her with him. Sky waved at Herbie goodbye. Once they were away from his trailer. Sky asked "Why are you being rude!?" She was upset with her father. Jackson yelled "He's not going to be nice? He just!?.. He's not!?" He growled aloud. Furious. Frustrated. Sky yelled "So being nice, not saying awful things!? He hasn't pushed me to do anything and all

He did was offer me a drink!? And that's not being nice to you!? I'm never going to be able to date anyone with you!" Sky rolled her eyes and stomped to the trailer. Jackson sighed.. standing there. Maybe he was being silly.. Herbie walked by. He called out.. "Herbie." The kid stopped and turned around facing Jackson. Jackson continued "I'm sorry I snapped.. I just.. that is my daughter. I don't want her getting hurt." He stared. Herbie smiled and replied "It's cool. I mean I totally get it. She is eighteen right?" Jackson's stare became another style of death glare. That only confirmed what the kid wanted. "Oh hey! Fun race today! Really had you going didn't I!?" He chuckled a bit. Jackson raised a brow and asked "What?" Herbie smiled and explained "You know? Where I let you take the lead a while there?" Jackson frowned. He didn't pull ahead?.. "You eased up?.. you let me lead?" Jackson asked. A little suprised. Herbie faked a frown and answered "Hey I didn't like putting a legend like you in the dirt so fast?.. I didn't want to completely ruin your rep?" Jackson felt his racing heart brake.. Herbie smiled satisfied. He was getting to the old racer. Just like he wanted. Herbie got closer to Jackson and snarled "To crush your enemy truly. You gotta give them a little hope.. then.." Herbie threw down a 2.0 sticker. And he smashed his boot on it in the dirt. "Smash them dead.." Jackson stared into Herbies brown eyes.. hurt and suprised.. "Storms over Jacks." He snalred and walked away with a huge grin. Jackson stared down at the crinkled up sticker of his number.. he felt himself die a little inside. This kid was destroying him!..

Another race day... Jackson wasn't feeling it at all.. but.. he faked a smile. Faked some cockiness. Sky went with him again. Jackson was a little reluctant to let her come along. But he didn't say no.. Sky ran off. She said she was going to sign them in. Get some candy? Whatever. Jackson was to busy losing himself. He sat in his pits.. Roy walked up. "I hope you took care of things?.."

She said softly. Jackson looked up at her. She had a tight red dress on. Really short. Jackson sighed "I can race.. go. I need to prepare." He said this rudely. Roy walked away with a disapproving sigh. Jackson swallowed hard.. he could race.. but didn't know if he could win anymore.. He glanced over at Herbies pits.. he wasn't there.. "Oh no.." he stood up and walked immediately to Herbies trailer. He ran over. He called out as he came to the front

"Howly!?" He froze. "Sky!" He yelled. Angry! Sky was pushed up against the trailer with Herbie shoving his tongue down her mouth! Herbie and Sky pulled from each other and stared at Jackson sky seemed flushed and embarrassed wide eyed. Herbie has a stupid freaking smile on his face! "Dad!? I.. I'm.." Sky began "Its not that bad Okay? I like him.. okay?..".

Poor Jackson! What's he do!!?? He's furious! And now walked up to his daughter and this prick making out before the race!?

1.his anger comes out! He can't handle it anymore. And Jackson furiously comes at Herbie and hits him. Maybe more than once. (Could cause Jackson to be pulled out the race by officials.)

Or...

2. Unsure what to do. Frustrated. He fights verbally with his daughter. Ordering her obey him. He is her father! (Could frustrate him to he point he has a really bad accident. Putting him in the hospital!)