To Make Him Jealous
Chapter Seven - Rubbin Is Racin
"Oh say can you see. By the dawns early light." A boy band called the Backstreet Boys began singing the national anthem of America. Riza not being from America, drowned out the words. "And the home of the brave."
The song ended and Riza clapped with everyone else. She was looking around with excitement. She wasn't about to let her failure with Roy ruin her wonderful day.
"Gentlemen! Start! Your! Engines!" Yelled a man's voice as the roar of engines started.
"Here. You can block out all sound except JR's radio. The little button right there, "Tony JR. showed Riza the button. "Will shut off the headset and allow you to just watch the race in silence. You can also hit the button again, to turn the radio back on. Only thing, you can't talk to him."
"Thanks." Riza said as she put the headset on.
"Okay JR. lets give this race a good one. You've won here before." Came the voice of Tony JR. over the headset.
"Yep. I have and I shall take it again." JR. replied, somewhat muffled by his helmet.
"Hey JR., this is DW Can you hear me?" DW's voice came on.
"Loud and clear DW." JR. replied.
"You've won here before can you do it today?" DW asked.
"I hope so. The car's real good and My crew and I are really proud of how the weekend preparations went. So I believe I have a chance." JR. replied.
"One last thing. How did you enjoy spending time with the essay contest winner?" DW asked knowing Riza was listening.
"Well DW, to be honest. She was the first fan girl who saw me as a real person and I really enjoyed her company. We had lots of fun yesterday and I do believe she enjoyed herself. It was nice having her along and now she sits in my pit box watching with a great view. And I hope I can win this race as a thank you to her." JR's voice came over and Riza smiled. Tony JR. looked down as her and smiled.
"She's a real nice girl." DW said.
"Yes, and I hope 'somebody' relises that." JR. said.
"That 'somebody' must really be special if she would rather him then 'NASCAR's Sexiest Driver'. Well good luck today JR." DW finished off.
"Thanks." JR. replied.
Roy was listening to the radio and couldn't believe what he heard. Riza cared for him, not the driver that he was hating at that moment. His moth hung open in shock.
"Boogity! Boogity! Boogity! Let's go racing boys!" DW's voice rang over the radio.
"Green! Green! Green! Go JR. Go!" Tony JR. yelled over the headset in sync with the spotter.
The race dragged on through cautions and pits stops. The smile on Riza's face never left.
"Okay JR., that caution was just for debrie, come in and get four and gas." Tong JR. said.
"Okay. Next time around." JR. replied. Riza watched as JR's car came into view around turn four and, with the rest, came down pit road.
"Okay four and gas. Four and gas! This is the last stop until the finish line. Let's go! Four and gas!" Tony said over the headset. Riza sat smiling as she watched the car pull up and get worked on.
"Gas looks good!" JR. said. His head moving all around the cock pit to watch what was going on. He looked up at the pit box for a moment and saw Riza. "Hello Riza. Four on? Gas good?" JR. said.
"Go! Go! GO!" Tony JR. said as he smiled down at Riza. Riza didn't see but only watched the red car peel out of the pit.
Riza continued to watch the race as the laps wore down. Fifteen to go, JR. was in tenth. Ten to go, JR. in ninth. Seven to go, JR. in seventh. Three to go, JR. in third. Last lap JR. in second.
Riza watch. JR. was in second, nose to nose with the orange car of Tony Stewart. The Finnish line was a blue as the two drivers battled it out.
"Did I get it?" JR's voice came over the headset.
"Don't know." Tong JR. said.
"Photo finish, what a race." JR. said. "Enjoying it Riza?" JR. asked. Riza nodded and Tony JR. answered for her.
"Yes. Hasn't stopped smiling!" Tony JR. said.
"Good." JR. said.
"Wait! You've got it. You've got the victory!" Tony JR. yelled. All that could be hear then was shouting and cheering. Riza removed her headset and began to cheer with everyone else.
"Come on. Victory lane bound!" Tony JR. said as he led Riza to victory lane. There, they watched as JR. did burnout and doughnuts in the grass. He then drove to victory lane where he jumped from the car into a pig pile. Riza watch from the sidelines and laughed with everyone else. It was a great race, and she was glad she was there.
Roy sat at the hotel. Once the race ended he smiled and shut it off. He had about two hours before Riza got home. He remembered Riza saying she wanted to call home and check on Black Hayate. So Roy picked up the phone and dialed Gracia's number.
"Hello?" Elicia Hughes answered.
"Hey, licia. Is your mom there. It's Roy." Roy said as Elicia called out to her mom, her moth still at the phone causing Roy to pull away.
"Hello Roy. How's Daytona. I listened to it on the radio, I'm sure Riza is very happy." Gracia said.
"Yes. I'm just calling to check up on Black Hayate." Roy said.
"He's good. Sleeps allot. Misses Riza." Gracia said.
"Thanks. Well i need to go, see you soon." Roy said as he hung up. Roy ran from the hotel room, as fast as his crippled body could take him.
A/N- 'NASCAR's Sexiest Driver' is a real contest for the driver's and their fans to vote. Please review. Constructive criticism allowed. No flames (Roy is the only one with that privilege)