Pops walked over to Sprital. "So who were you and Sparky talking to?"
Pops asked his son.
"A photographer," Sprital said trying to act innocent.
"Just a photographer?" Pops asked.
"Well she said that she was a singer too," Sprital told him.
Trixie looked over at Sprital. Sparky had told her what happened. She knew that she needed to get Sprital away from Pops so that Style didn't get in trouble. "Sprital come get Chim Chim out of my helicopter!" Trixie yelled to him.
"I gotta go get Chim Chim before he hurts himself or Trixie's helicopter," Sprital said dashing off. He pulled Chim Chim out then Trixie took his hand and led him to the Mack Five where Speed was waiting for them. Sparky had talked them into taking Sprital out for ice cream to keep him away from Pops. Pops had a feeling that the whole thing had been set up.
Sparky got into his own car and started heading towards the club where Speed had told him that Style was singing. Sure enough Style was just walking onto the stage when Sparky got there.
"Hey everybody," Style said into the microphone as she sat down on her stool. "For those of you who don't know my name is Style Racer. I guess you could say that I'm a rookie when it comes to the music business. Although I would be considered a veteran when it comes to racing cars. I've written all of my music myself. I hope you like it. This first song is called She Cries."
She's all alone No one's there No one to hold her hand And tell her that they care All the pain consumes her soul
So she cries Herself to sleep Her tears glisten in the moonlight As they roll down her cheeks The pain won't go away So she cries
She gave up everything To get away Now she's alone in this Big cruel world with nowhere To stay
So she cries Herself to sleep Her tears glisten in the moonlight As they roll down her cheeks The pain won't go away So she cries
Maybe someday She will find a way A way to break her Chains of pain And give her heart Away
But for now.
She cries"
Sparky smiled as the last notes of the song faded away. Style had an amazing voice. She smiled as she listened to the applause that filled the room and took a little bow. She walked down the steps off of the stage and was swarmed by all of the boys in the room. Sparky couldn't help but be disappointed. He'd never admit it, not even to Speed, but he had a crush on Style. She was perfect in every way. She was not only beautiful; she was also smart, talented, funny, and kind. Style had a big heart. When she was little she was always bringing home small wounded animals for Mrs. Racer to help her take care of.
Style made her way through the crowd towards Sparky. She'd give them a polite smile or a nod and continue on her way. She had soon made her way through the crowd and caught up to Sparky. "Hey, I didn't know that you were going to be here," she told him.
"Speed told me that you were singing here so I came to see what you valued more than racing," Sparky said.
"So what'd you think?" she asked him.
"You were great," Sparky told her.
"I wrote it not long after Pops disowned me", Style said.
"How about we go get something to eat?" Sparky suggested.
"Great! I'm starving," Style told him. "In my rush this morning to get down to the track I forgot to eat breakfast."
"Now I know how you stay so thin eating the way you do," Sparky said playfully. "You run and rush around forgetting to eat meals every now and then."
Style and Sparky climbed into Sparky's waiting car. "So where do you want to go?" Sparky asked her.
"Could we go get a cheese burger?" Style suggested. "I haven't had any fast food in the longest time."
"I know that you can't cook very well how do you eat?" Sparky asked her slightly stunned.
"That's not funny," Style told him. "I do a lot of charity events with the Magic Phantom for children's homes and hospitals. Afterwards there is always some big party with a tone of food. Speaking of charity events I need your help. I have a charity event this afternoon and the Magic Phantom has been acting up lately. During the last racer the steering wheel locked for a few seconds. I was really lucky that it was during one of the parts where the course was straight. Then another time the brakes wouldn't work. I almost crashed into the stands. I've looked and looked but I can't find anything wrong."
"Sure we can stop by your apartment after lunch," Sparky decided.
"A photographer," Sprital said trying to act innocent.
"Just a photographer?" Pops asked.
"Well she said that she was a singer too," Sprital told him.
Trixie looked over at Sprital. Sparky had told her what happened. She knew that she needed to get Sprital away from Pops so that Style didn't get in trouble. "Sprital come get Chim Chim out of my helicopter!" Trixie yelled to him.
"I gotta go get Chim Chim before he hurts himself or Trixie's helicopter," Sprital said dashing off. He pulled Chim Chim out then Trixie took his hand and led him to the Mack Five where Speed was waiting for them. Sparky had talked them into taking Sprital out for ice cream to keep him away from Pops. Pops had a feeling that the whole thing had been set up.
Sparky got into his own car and started heading towards the club where Speed had told him that Style was singing. Sure enough Style was just walking onto the stage when Sparky got there.
"Hey everybody," Style said into the microphone as she sat down on her stool. "For those of you who don't know my name is Style Racer. I guess you could say that I'm a rookie when it comes to the music business. Although I would be considered a veteran when it comes to racing cars. I've written all of my music myself. I hope you like it. This first song is called She Cries."
She's all alone No one's there No one to hold her hand And tell her that they care All the pain consumes her soul
So she cries Herself to sleep Her tears glisten in the moonlight As they roll down her cheeks The pain won't go away So she cries
She gave up everything To get away Now she's alone in this Big cruel world with nowhere To stay
So she cries Herself to sleep Her tears glisten in the moonlight As they roll down her cheeks The pain won't go away So she cries
Maybe someday She will find a way A way to break her Chains of pain And give her heart Away
But for now.
She cries"
Sparky smiled as the last notes of the song faded away. Style had an amazing voice. She smiled as she listened to the applause that filled the room and took a little bow. She walked down the steps off of the stage and was swarmed by all of the boys in the room. Sparky couldn't help but be disappointed. He'd never admit it, not even to Speed, but he had a crush on Style. She was perfect in every way. She was not only beautiful; she was also smart, talented, funny, and kind. Style had a big heart. When she was little she was always bringing home small wounded animals for Mrs. Racer to help her take care of.
Style made her way through the crowd towards Sparky. She'd give them a polite smile or a nod and continue on her way. She had soon made her way through the crowd and caught up to Sparky. "Hey, I didn't know that you were going to be here," she told him.
"Speed told me that you were singing here so I came to see what you valued more than racing," Sparky said.
"So what'd you think?" she asked him.
"You were great," Sparky told her.
"I wrote it not long after Pops disowned me", Style said.
"How about we go get something to eat?" Sparky suggested.
"Great! I'm starving," Style told him. "In my rush this morning to get down to the track I forgot to eat breakfast."
"Now I know how you stay so thin eating the way you do," Sparky said playfully. "You run and rush around forgetting to eat meals every now and then."
Style and Sparky climbed into Sparky's waiting car. "So where do you want to go?" Sparky asked her.
"Could we go get a cheese burger?" Style suggested. "I haven't had any fast food in the longest time."
"I know that you can't cook very well how do you eat?" Sparky asked her slightly stunned.
"That's not funny," Style told him. "I do a lot of charity events with the Magic Phantom for children's homes and hospitals. Afterwards there is always some big party with a tone of food. Speaking of charity events I need your help. I have a charity event this afternoon and the Magic Phantom has been acting up lately. During the last racer the steering wheel locked for a few seconds. I was really lucky that it was during one of the parts where the course was straight. Then another time the brakes wouldn't work. I almost crashed into the stands. I've looked and looked but I can't find anything wrong."
"Sure we can stop by your apartment after lunch," Sparky decided.