Pride

Victor Stone was known as many things amongst his peers and those who knew of him.

To the cheerleaders he was the handsome jock: tall, grey eyes, shaved head, chocolate colored skin, and muscles the size of soccer balls. It was never a dull day when one got to see Victor Stone on the field. With Victor Stone the cheers just came natural, like second nature, they were never forced.

To his teammates he was a most valued player: he had strength and speed like no other. He was the star athlete. Crowds of people came just to see him play, and he always lead his team to victory.

To his friends he was a very fun person to hang out with: with him around one would always be guaranteed a good time. He was the life of the party. Victor could always get his friends laughing.

To his girlfriend he was one of the most caring people in the world: he was like a loveable teddy bear. Despite the rough exterior, Victor knew how to be gentle and compassionate. He had strong, yet soft, hands and a big heart.

To his parents he was a perfect son: he would always do as his parents requested, never once mouthing off. He was responsible and respectful, he was no trouble at all. He would help around the house even when it wasn't apart of his chores.

To his teachers he was one of the smartest students in the whole school: his academic career continued to be piled up with quizzes marked with A's. If he kept this up there was no doubt that a scholarship would be waiting for him.

To his peers he was one of the most popular of students to have walked the halls: he was envied by almost all. Victor Stone had girls falling at his feet, he had good grades, a loving family, great friends, and a great girlfriend! Victor had the life, and he was living it.

He had so much to be thankful for: the friends, family, girlfriend, and status at school. And he was thankful for it all, but, above all, he was thankful for one thing in particular.

His car, or as he called it: his baby.

Victor's baby was a Jaguar XF, a four door sedan with grey leather interior and real wood veneers with aluminium trim. It had pale-blue lighting around major control panels, a surround sound audio system with eight speakers, and six-speed automatic.

The front lights and nose incorporated an oval mesch grille. The rear of the car had a higher, squarer tail. It also has a coupe-like roofline and raised hoodlid lip.

Victor's baby was painted white with blue, computer chip like detail along the side's of the car (this paint job was done by Victor himself).

In the words of Victor's best friend Garfield Logan, "This is one badass car!"

Oh it sure was alright. It shined in the light, having been given daily hand wash jobs by Victor himself, and it purred like a kitten. Victor loved his baby more than anything in the world and always made sure that it looked good and was well taken care of. No one was allowed to drive it but him.

His car was one of the fastest things on wheels in Jump City, if not the fastest. Victor had gone to school bragging about how fast his car was.

"My baby is the fastest, I repeat: fastest, and it can beat any of your," he pointed at his two best guy friends, "wheels."

"To hell with that," Dick responded with a scoff. "My R-cycle is way better."

"You're both wrong," cut in Garfield. "My B-ped is the best thing on wheels around here."

The three continued to bicker until someone intervened.

"What are you ladies bitchin' about?" asked Jason Todd, the coolest delinquent in school. With black hair, blue eyes, and tone he was also in the category of hottest guys in school. Jason was also a frienemy to Dick, Victor, and Garfield, having saved them from trouble on many occasions and gotten them into trouble on many occasions.

"We're trying to figure out which vehicle is fastest," answered Garfield. "It's between my moped, Victor's car, and Dick's motorcycle."

Jason pulled up a seat at their table and grabbed an handful of fries from Victor's tray of food, "Neither. My motorcycle is the fastest."

"No one asked for you input, Jason," Dick snapped. Jason really irked him. One of the reasons why Jason irked him is because he would always flirt with Kory. Dick didn't like it when people hit on his girlfriend.

Jason ignored him, making Dick even more furious, "Why don't we put our wheels to the test. We should race."

And that's exactly what they did.

The race took place down by Ding Dong Daddy's abandoned farm house, a place that held much history. Ding Dong Daddy was a former racer, but upon being injured in a race he quit living on the fast lane. He settled down in Jump City and lived a quiet life until finally passing away.

To race by his quarters was an honor.

It was such an honor that a few other students who lived for speed joined in on the race. One of those students was Jonny Rancid, a frienemy to Jason, another delinquent who went to their school. Another was Craig Felix who wanted to win to impress Kory. Fang Parker was also racing, having borrowed Kitten's (who was now his girlfriend again) car.

A great deal of students from school had come to watch the affair. The crowd gathered around by the fences as the vehicles took place in the middle. The road up ahead was long and smooth, perfect for racing.

Amongst the crowd stood Kory. Dick spotted her and blew her a kiss.

Dick then glared as he caught sight of Jason winking at Kory and Craig waving at her.

"You guys are going down," Dick snarled, making Craig cower in the seat of his old, beat up, Cadillac.

Jason grinned, he loved messing with Dick's head, "Lighten up chuckles. I only winked at cutie."

Dick growled and turned his attention to the road up ahead, clutching the handle bars tightly.

To the far left side was Jonny who sat upon his black Harley motorcycle with red detail. He threw a cigarette to the ground and pulled up to the starting line.

To the far right was Garfield who sat upon his white moped. He had on a brown helmet, a white scarf, and goggles. The blonde teen waved at a group of his fan girls (Garfield was apart of the drama club and was therefore popular amongst the female students).

Next to Jonny was Jason who sat upon his black Harley motorcycle. On the left side of his motorcycle was a picture of a white skull and on the right side was a picture of a red X.

Next to Garfield was Craig who sat in his old, run down, Cadillac. It was painted black, had a dent on its bummer, and fuzzy white dice hung from the mirror.

Fang pulled up to the starting line next to Jason. He had borrowed Kitten's pink Porsche for the occasion, after much nagging done on her part. He was not to dent, scratch, or dirty her car. If he did... well, he didn't know what would happen because he had hung up on Kitten (ending the conversation with the classic 'I'm heading into a tunnel and can't hear you' trick). But Fang was positive that it would be bad for him if he damaged Kitten's car.

Dick pulled up to the starting line next to Craig. He was on his red Harley motorcycle which had a yellow R in a black circle painted on the side.

In the middle was Victor who sat comfortably in his baby. He waved to his girlfriend, Sara, who he spotted in the crowd.

The racers lined up... revved their engines... someone waved a flag... and they took off.

The outcome of the race spread like wildfire amongst the teenage population in Jump City. Garfield had come in last place. Craig was rewarded sixth place. Fang took home fifth place. Jonny got forth. Third place went to Jason. And Dick had finished up as second. The winner of the race was Victor.

When Victor went to school the next day the students in the halls cheered for him as if he was some Hollywood star. They shook his hand, asked for his autograph, some even wanted to take pictures of him and his car!

Right then and there the cheerleaders could care less about his good looks, the football team could give a rat's ass about his physical strength, his friends weren't thinking about his humorous ways, and his peers didn't give a damn about him being popular. At this moment and time it was all about how Victor Stone won the race. Nothing else seemed to matter.

"Oh, Victor," Sara Cimms wrapped her boyfriend in a great big hug. "I am so proud of you! I can't believe you won that race!"

"I can. There wasn't a doubt in my mind that my baby would pull through for me," Victor said while throwing an arm around her shoulders. The race had gone just like he predicated, his car had come in first. Now everyone knew who had the best vehicle at school. "After all, my baby is the fastest thing on wheels.

And Victor took great pride in that.

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AN: So another chapter is up and done with. I hope you all are satisfied with it.

And in case anyone was wondering, Jason Todd is Red X. I gave him this name because, in the episode Red X came back, the Titans were trying to figure out who was behind the mask. Beast Boy had this chalk board with possible suspects, and there was this little picture of a Robin labled Jason Todd.

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