The song continued, and Foxy found herself more comfortable in the mass of writhing bodies, making her way towards the center, where some of the more talented cars were breakdancing.
At the moment, Boost and a little Ford Fiesta were shuffling, then, as she watched, each spun around in a full 180, only to face each other again. The mob surrounding them roared with shouts and cheers, and the two quickly left the circle, letting two male cars in to prove something to the rest. Foxy watched them, her eyes wide. She looked like a kid in a candy store, completely awed.
"Hey, you!"
Foxy looked around in confusion.
"Yeah, you! The black Porsche!"
She spotted a car waving to her from one of the booths, and made her way over to them. Only when she got closer did she see that it was Chick. Hiding a snarl, she rolled up to him. "S'up?"
"How'd you like to go home with a racer?"
As Foxy stared at him in disbelief, she could see that he was very drunk and very unaware of who she was. "I'd rather go home with a prostitute then someone who has 'desperate' written across their hood." She replied with venom, then turned to leave. Just then, the song changed again, but this time, Chick didn't sulk.
Instead, he grinned maliciously and made his way towards Foxy.
"When I walk on by, girls be lookin' like 'Damn, he fly.' I pay to the beat, walkin' down the street in my new LaFreak, yeah. This is how I roll, animal print pants outta control. It's Red Foo with the big afro, like Bruce Lee rock out the club, yeah! Girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), I work out (ahh) . Girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), I work out (ahh). When I walk in the spot (yeah), this is what I see (okay). Everybody stops and they starin' at me. I got a passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it, show it, show it! I'm sexy and I know it! I'm sexy and I know it!
Foxy watched, horrified as Chick began gathering other males, and then as one, the group began to dance, hoping to take her home for a night. She wanted to flee, but seemed to be rooted to the spot.
Yo! When I'm at the mall, security just can't fight 'em off, and when I'm at the beach, I'm in a Speedo tryin' to tan my cheeks! (Whaat) This is how I roll, c'mon ladies, it's time to go. We headed to the bar, baby don't be nervous, no shoes, no shirt and I still get service. (Whaa) Girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), I work out (ahh). Girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), I work out (ahh). When I walk in the spot (yeah), this is what I see (okay). Everybody stops and they starin' at me. I got a passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it, show it, show it! I'm sexy and I know it! I'm sexy and I know it! Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah! Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah! Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah! Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wig, yeah, yeah! Do the wiggle, man! Do the wiggle, man! Yeah, I'm sexy and I know it! Hey! Yeah! Girl look at that body 9ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), I work out (ahh). Girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), girl look at that body (ahh), I work out (ahh). I'm sexy and I know it! "
As the song ended, Chick moved closer to her, grinning lustily.
Foxy rolled her eyes, then turned to leave. "You're not sexy, and you don't know it." Was all she said to him before disappearing into the crowd.
"Duuude, she shot you straight down into the ground!" One of the others exclaimed, laughing.
"Oh, put a tire in it. By the end of the night, she'll be mine."
"-He's this way, he's really been very immature, sir."
Chick was alerted to Foxy's presence, and he discovered too late that she had brought one of the bouncers with her. As his hood hit the street as he was thrown out, he couldn't help but think of a new way to get her back.
Foxy, meanwhile, was parked at a booth, sipping on a drink contentedly. After enlisting the help of the bouncer, she had set a fifty dollar bill behind his tire, thanking him for the help. He had shaken his hood, then tried to give the money back, but she told him to keep it, and replied, "I'm sure that nobody else here would pay you for doing something like that for them. Just keep it, please." Finally he had relented, given her a smile, then went back to his posted spot.
As Foxy sipped her drink, DJ switched the song over to The Black Eyed Peas' 'The Time'. She smiled, but didn't move from the booth. She had just had enough of dancing under the blinding lights and around other drunk cars. She happened to look into the booth to her right, and her eyes nearly popped out of her windshield.
There was Wingo, and a little Toyota Yaris, each looking like they were trying to eat the other's face! Foxy nearly laughed aloud at they continued making out.
'Don't they need air?' She thought with a grin and small giggle.
It seemed not, since they just kept kissing. At last, The Yaris pulled away, looking up at Wingo flirtatiously.
"I'll go get some drinks, okay Wingo?" She batted her eyelids at him, and Foxy watched silently as he grinned.
"Sounds great, baby. But first..." With that, he grabbed one of her tires and pulled her backwards, and the two quickly resumed kissing.
"Bleghh." Foxy replied, looking disgusted and revolted.
"Hi." She gasped and turned towards the voice, only to find a certain red racecar.
"I think I've had one too many." She replied, pushing her drink away.
"What're you doing here?"
"Oh god, you're actually here."
"Yeah, I'm here. Having fun?" Lightning asked, parking beside her.
"Ehh, it's all right."
"Why just all right?"
"I guess since I didn't know what to expect. It's my first time in a club."
"You've never been to a club before? Foxy, you've been missing out! C'mon, let me show you where the real fun is!" With that, Lightning led her back towards the dance floor, right towards the center. Foxy listened as the song changed, and grinned.
As the song started, Foxy asked if Sally was here too.
Lightning shook his hood, then replied that she didn't like this club because they let in Chick.
"Not for long. I had him thrown out."
Lightning grinned then tire-bumped her. "Nice."
You know I know how to make 'em stop and stare as I zone out. The club can't even handle me right now. Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out. The club can't even handle me right now (Eh, yeahh, eh, yeahh). The club can't even handle me right now (Eh, yeahh, eh, yeahh). Hey, I own the night and I don't need no help, gotta be the feeling that Scarface felt. Stuntin' go wild, can't handle this plan, life of the club arrogant like yeah! Top like money so the girls just melt, one too many all know me like twelve, look like cash and they all just stare, bottles, models, standin' on chairs! Fall out 'cause that's the business, all out it's so ridiculous, zone out so much attention, scream out, "I'm in the building!" (Hey!). They watchin', I know this, I'm rockin', I'm rollin', I'm holdin', I know it, you know it! You know I know how, to make 'em stop and stare as I zone out, the club can't even handle me right now. Watchin' you watchin' me, I go all out, the club can't even handle me right now (Eh, yeahh, eh, yeahh). The club can't even handle me right now (Eh, yeahh, eh, yeahh). Hey, still feelin' myself I'm like outta control, can't stop now, more shots let's go, ten more rounds can I get a K.O., paparazzi tryin' to make me pose. Came to party till I came no more, celebrate 'cause that's all I know, tip the groupies takin' off their clothes, grand finale like Superbowl! Go hard run the show, that's right while I've got money to blow! More lights, more ice when I walk in the door, no hype do it big all over the globe (yeah)! I said it, go tell it, confetti, who ready? I'm ready! You ready? Let's get it! You know I know how, to make 'em stop and stare as I zone out, the club can't even handle me right now. Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out, the club can't even handle me right now. Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up, the club can't even handle me right now, put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up! You got me watchin' now, got my attention now, got everybody in the club wantin' to know now, I am a ladies' man, come be my lady and we can baall, soooo (ahhh). Bring ya body here, let me switch up your atmosphere. Toake you outta the club and up in my new limo. Fly you 'round the world, what you want baby girl, are you ready to go, nooow? You know I know how, to make 'em stop and stare as I zone out, the club can't even handle me right now. Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out, the club can't even handle me right now. Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up,the club can't even handle me right now, put your, put your hands up, put your hands up, let's celebrate now! Put your hands up, you know who shut it down!
When the song ended, the crowd cheered, Foxy included. Lightning followed her back to her table, then nudged her.
"Want to come meet some of the guys?"
"Who are they?"
"Just a couple friends of mine from the track."
"Sure, why not?" Foxy smiled, then toted her drink along as she followed him.
Who are these mysterious 'guys from the track'? Only time will tell. MWAHAHAHAHA! xD How did you guys like Chick getting thrown out? I feel like he deserved it. :D