31 w/ monty!!
31 - “Stop it, you’re embarrassing me.”
Monty backed away from the track, wincing as a shower of dirt sprayed over his hood. Waiting until the engine noises died down before opening his eyes, he peeked around for a glimmer of red among the track, but the car had already disappeared around a turn. Reversing, Monty maneuvered his way up to a higher rise in the ground, where he could clearly see any practicing car on the low, short track that wasn’t obscured in shrubbery and shade. There, at the furthest point from him, a red bullet zipped about in the dirt. Clouds of dust billowed out behind it. Monty saw the car approaching now, skidding to a halt where he had previously been. He backed up and drove over to the red car.The scheme could be fully seen in the sun now. The car sported a cherry red, glittering livery, with twin burnt orange stripes across the hood, all the way to the bumper. Between the two orange stripes, walled by more cherry red, was a singular, thin, white stripe.“Henrie! You’re getting that scheme all dirty before she gets to see it this weekend?”“I’m not wearing it for her, Monty.” The brown-eyed racer stared harshly at his friend, who was giggling at the insulted look on Henrie’s face.“You two are going to match quite well, though.”“Oh, so maybe one of us will have to change? Stop it, you’re embarrassing me,” Henrie rolled his eyes. “We’ll see how it goes this weekend. Last week’s post-race talks got cut short.”“I remember,” Monty smiled, nay but innocence to his tone, “because she came up behind you and apparently didn’t see the rest of us-”“It didn’t mean anything!”“No? Not even that comment about your…”“I don’t have time for this,” Henrie reversed away from Monty, desperately trying to turn off the orange fog lights that had clicked on. He narrowed his eyes at the grinning car. “I’ve gotta practice.”“Mmhm. Just think about those Vibe taillights right in front of you, maybe that’ll give you the motivation to-”Monty’s teasing was cut off with a high engine roar and the billowing dust and dirt. Henrie was gone, down a slope into the dark overgrowth from a nearby woods, a horn honk caterwauling through the peaceful air.
