The billionaire racer

*Isabella’s POV* Hey, my name is Isabella. I have a wonderful dad who was the best racer or still is, but he does not race anymore. He teaches other people to know how to race. My dad has this race track at the back of his shop. Dad makes me come there every day after school because if I am at home I do not do my homework, I would drive around, and he does not like that, so now I have to go to his shop every day. I walked into the shop and my dad was working on a 1969 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500. It still looks good as I walk around it. “Hey Dad, to who does this car belong?” I hugged my dad and smiled up at him. “Hey Bella, this car belongs to a boy that likes to race. He will race tonight with others. Your old man will sponsor the winner and put in very big races all over the country.” He gave me a kiss on my head, as always. “O again Dad, why can't you just let me race? I am much better than all the guys please dad please?" I am on my knees begging to let me race. Dad does not let me race, because that is how my mother died. I was 8 when she passed away. I still remember that day. It will never go away. *FLASHBACK* Mom and Dad were on the racetrack, Dad was 1st and Mom 2nd. It was the last corner, Mom and Dad would win when the car in 3dr place thatched mother's rear end and Mom lost control of the car and went into the wall. The car was on fire and before anyone got there, the car exploded. I was screaming and running to mom, everyone was trying to keep me and my Dad from going there. Dad was screaming her name and on his knees. From that day on, Dad was not the same. *FLASH BACK END* "No, you know why I do not want you to race, because I do not want to lose you either." he picks up a spanner and points at me", do your homework now, and I promise you some ice cream later when I am done." Then he goes back to working on the Mustang. I turned around and as I was about to walk, I crashed into a wall. But this wall had arms and a face. I looked up and was about to say sorry. My dad started to laugh." Sorry, Bella, but that was just so funny." I just gave my dad a look, and that said it was really not that funny. I look at the person again, seeing it is Andrew, the 17-year-old high school playboy, and a rich ass. He thinks he can just do whatever he wants. O and his in my classes as well. He failed last year. How funny. “Hey, Andrew, what are you doing here". I gave him a look of confusion. “Isabella, this is my car, and I will take part in the race”. He pats me on the shoulder and goes to his car. “Now boy, if you don't mind, turn the key, let's see if she sounds better.” My dad says to Andrew and then turns the key. The car starts and it sounds amazing, as you know a V8 should sound like. I turned around and went to my Dad’s office in the back and started with my homework. I just wanted to finish so I could see the race. I want to see who will drive for Dad this time. As I was busy, Andrew walked in. “Your Dad said that you would be here. I see you're busy with homework. I thought maybe you could help me with homework. I want to do well and impress my dad, and I know you’re not a fan of me and you hate me, but you're top of the class and I really need your help please?” he rushes to ask. “Hi, yea I have to do it or I do not get to go out on the track, and yea I will help. Listen to me and always be on time and no other people are allowed, or I stop and tell my dad not to let you come here anymore deal?” I pack my books away, giving him a questionable look. “Okay, I can do that, but then we only talk here not at school and no one is to know I am getting a lesson from you, or I will tell the whole school how your dad is?” He extends his hand so we can shake it, then I see my dad standing in the doorway. I extended my hand and shook his hand. “That is fine by me and my dad is a witness to our deal.” I walked past him to my dad. My dad gave Andrew a look that said, I am watching you look. I just smiled and walked out and went to sit on my spot outside. I see my father also coming out, making his way to a group of men. I see Andrew also joining them. One man said something to Andrew. He was red in the face from anger. Andrew fights with that guy and I hear my dad scream. "If you guys want to fight, then settle it on the track! Now get ready, the race is starting in 30min.” The idiots still stand and are looking at my Dad. “He screams again. Go, go before I cancel everything and get other drivers”. The guys run to where they had their cars and check if everything is ready. I got my drawing book out and went on with the drawing of a car that I am designing. I started a week back with the design and have not got what I want. One guy comes walking toward me and starts talking to me, but yea, I am blocking him out because I am not interested in what he is walking about. My dad comes and tells the guy away and as always tells him to leave his daughter alone. I smile at how protective my Dad is. The cars line up at the starting line and I hear all the sounds of the engines. I see my dad reading out the rules of what they do not allow and what it is. There are 3 laps. Dad walks to the stand, on the side, and presses a button. The light shows and starts going down Red, Yellow, and then it hits green. The cars go fast and away. I have my eye on Andrew and I see he will win; he is good. He is sifting through the gears at the right moments and is not really slowing down in corners. Andrew won the race, and I was not happy. Now Jerk will really be here every day, and I was planning on giving him unique days to come for the lessons. O, this is not good for me. From that day on, he came every day, even on Saturdays. His grades got better and better. We even started hanging out as friends, but still not at school. Now no one knew that we were friends, until one day. One of his friends bullied me and he stood up for me and said leave the girl alone, it’s not her fault you guys don’t study hard for school. His friend looked at him and walked away. I smiled at him and said thank you. But they did not stop. They just bullied me when he was not with them. Then today came, and they pushed me so hard that I hit my head and started bleeding. I just stood up, and they were laughing. Andrew saw everything. He came rushing and started beating his best friend. I thought (HIT) I told (HIT) you (HIT) to leave (HIT) her alone (HIT) now look (HIT) what you did (HIT).” He says in-between every hit. I just wanted him to stop, so I screamed. “Andrew, stop, I am fine Andrew, look at me, I am fine. I am fine. Just stop!” He stood up and looked at me and took my face and looked at my head, “Let me take you to the infirmary, your head is bleeding”, he said with a concert look. I was about to say I was fine when everything went black around me. I woke up in the hospital, and Andrew was sitting next to me in a chair. He saw I was awake. “Hey, you’re awake. How you feeling, let me get the doctor.” With that, he went to the door. “She is awake. He came back in and my father came in and then a doctor came in. I started sitting up and Andrew came and helped me sit up. “Thank you, um… What happened?” I looked at my dad and then to Andrew. Andrew told me everything. “O yea, now I remember I passed out in your arms,” I said and held on to my head. It is throbbing with pain. The doctor came to me and asked if I had any pain. “Yea, my head hurts like hell, feels like my head is about to explode off my body.” The doctor smiled, then checked me over and gave me some pain medication. “This will help for the pain, if the pain does not stop in a few weeks please come and tell me. Mr. Brown, you can come with me and sign your daughter out, then she may leave.” The doctor smiles at me and my dad follows him out. As soon as they left, I stood up. Andrew helped me up. “Hey, you might fall.” I smiled at him. “I am fine. I can walk. Look”, I let go of him and walked to my bag. “I am okay now you can go home. I will see you tomorrow, okay.” I looked up at him and that’s when he kissed me. I did not know how to respond, it shocked me. “I-I…um…wow.” That is all I could say. He smiled at me, “I like you.” All he said and my dad cleared his voice behind us. I jumped and started walking out. I had this blush and an enormous smile on my face. Dad and I went home and as soon as we got home, I went straight to bed. I was still tired even though I was out for 5 hours. The next morning, I got a text from Andrew saying he would pick me up for school. “Bella, Andrew is outside, he is waiting for you!!!” my dad screamed from downstairs. I ran down and said a quick goodbye to my dad and went out. “Morning, why did you come to pick me up? I thought we agreed we would not be seen together at school." I frowned at him.“Oh I-I changed my mind about that, so yeah. I will say we are friends and that no one is going to bother you.” He looked at me and smiled. “O you don’t have to do that, but thank you.” I smiled at him. As told when we got to school, he told everyone in the school. From then on, we did everything. He even took me to the prom dance. I had thought he was going to ask Britney, the most popular girl in school, but he took me. That night after the dance, we went to the racing track. “When I say go, you pull the handbrake up and count to 3 and put it down okay.” I looked at him and nodded yes. As soon as the corner came, he said “GO.” I did what he asked and so we were drifting. I was laughing the entire time. As soon as we stopped, I looked at him. “Why did we stop, that was fun.” He just leaned over to me and started kissing me, and I kissed him back. After a few minutes, we stopped and had to catch some air. We started dating and 2 years have passed. We are in our last year of school, then it is off to university. Everything was fine, and we were happy, until one night. It was the last race of the season and Andrew was 1st in this season. He has been winning every race dad has put him in. Andrew won. So why am I not happy? Andrew just got an invitation from one of the biggest racing industries. They want him to race for them in the world championship race next year. I am happy for him. It is an enormous opportunity and all. But a big thing that made tonight not so good for me was seeing him with 2 girls and kissing in front of a TV camera. I broke up our relationship and ignored him in school. I just did not want to see him. My dad had to get a new drive. I graduated with a scholarship to the university of my choice. I went to Cape town university so I can study for a business management degree and, on the side, my 2 hobbies are photography and writing. During my four years, I worked hard, and sometimes I would study through the entire night so I could pass the test. I see my father every Christmas and help at the shop and get all the business in order so my dad can see he is not in debt. I studied for 4 years and finally got my degree and started my photography business. I write my own books. * Andrew POV* Hey, my name is Andrew. I am the popular boy in school that every girl wants to date. My dad is also popular in the business world. He owns a lot of hotels and a transport company. The transport company has over 50 trucks and 70 trailers. I am not into any of what my dad does. I would like to become the biggest drifter and the fastest race car driver in the world. I love to take my mustang out at night and race other drivers. I have been getting in trouble because of street racing. My dad is not happy about it, so I am looking for a place where I can race legally. I looked for a month until I saw an advert in the newspaper about a place near my school that's having a racing competition and the winner gets to race for them. I went there after school. I went in and saw an old man more or less the same age as my dad. "Hello, I am Andrew. I would like to race in the competition." I said to the man and he turned around. "Hello, Andrew. I am Mr. Ingram. I just need to see your ID and racing license please, and then I need to check your car so we have no one that has a boost in their car." said Mr. Ingram. "Okay sir, here is my ID and license and I will bring my car," I said and gave him my ID and license. I walked out and got in my car. I parked it in the spot where the old man showed me where I should park. I opened the hood of my car. " Sir, while you are busy may I look at the track?" I asked. "Yes, boy, you may have a look.