A girl in a sexy outfit walked into the middle of the now deserted road. She waved at the other motorcycles that were not participating, signaling them to pull over because the race was about to begin.
“Noah! I’m sure we’re going to win this time.” A kiss landed on Noah’s lips. Cilla was already preparing to climb onto his bike. She held tightly to Noah’s waist, even hugging him with all her strength. To Noah’s left stood Bruno and Hugo, and on his right was one of Bruno’s friends, someone who was expected to be able to defeat Noah.
They glared at one another with fierce intensity. Noah revved his engine repeatedly. Instantly, the atmosphere erupted into noise. Everyone cheered loudly, encouraging the reigning champion, none other than Noah himself.
The girl in the sexy outfit raised a
