Iris swerved from side to side as she passed the other riders. There were still four more riders ahead of her and they were about to make the last turn. Iris gripped the handle bars tightly as she began to counter steer making her front wheel out track away from the turn.
She passed one more rider as her motorcycle leaned to the right, making the front wheel recentre. The turn was coming closer and her bike stabilized in turn making her front wheel point towards the turn.
Iris closed her eyes for a second, half expecting herself to crash into the cement blocks but she didn't feel any pain. She laughed victoriousky to herself as she was now in the lead, the other riders catching up with her.
Still laughing, she bent low to make herself go faster, the finish line in sight now " Not today boys. Not today ". Iris passed the finish line in a blur with bikes coming in after a few seconds.
Iris breathed heavily, getting off her bike. She was already being surrounded by people congratulating her or trying to find out who she was. She heard high pitched squealing and the growing crowd made way for the two who jumped on Iris.
" That was amazing and super duper cool ", Gina held on tighter to Iris while Rachel smirked, hand draped over her shoulder " I knew you had it in you ". But they lost balance and went to the floor, all three laughing.
The others around looked at Iris who they still thought was a man with envy as the two beautiful women were sprawled on her.
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In a private box, overseeing the entire event from a sort of watch tower. A puff of smoke could be seen coming from the cigarette in his mouth which had a slight smile on it.
Though the man was dangerously handsome with his white hair filled with streaks of black and soulless black eyes to match it. It was easy to tell this man was as dangerous as he was unapproachable, " So the little Smoke guy won, huh "?
The manager nodded solemnly, " Yes boss and he's somehow raked in two million from the bets ". Killian removed the cigarette from his mouth, shaking it lightly " No problem. It was a fair match. Get going ". The manager didn't need to be told twice as he left.
Killian walked to the window and saw Smoke down below being dragged about by the crowd and smirked to himself as he tapped the glass with his long crisp nails, " He's good enough for what I had in mind ".
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Iris had changed into a light pink sundress with a straw hat, showing off her long tanned hands and legs. She frowned slightly, raising the hat " Do I really have to wear this "? Rachel frowned, scolding her " Don't be such a baby. You'd only draw more attention to yourself if you went as Smoke ".
Iris played with her dress and pulled it down, pouting even more " But.... " Rachel held up her finger, stopping Iris from talking " That's enough complaining, don't you want to make some money? If you went in your riding gear, betting on our amazing Gigi, people will follow ".
Iris' eyes brightened with sudden understanding as she nodded in agreement, " You're right. I didn't think about that ". Rachel nodded lightly, " No you didn't. Let's get to work, the race already started ".
They went thier separate ways, Iris smiling playfully as her aura was just like a nouveau rich girl as she slammed her tokens on the table, " One million on the blue boat ". The man blinked a few times [ She looks familiar ] " Are you sure "?
Iris frowned, pushing her sunglasses down " Of course I am ". The manager nodded, " If I may ask, why bet on Alien "? Iris shrugged, playing with her dress " I like the color of his boat. Very sleek " [ And very expensive ]
The manager only sighed as he put in the bets. Iris covered her mouth, trying hard not to laugh as she nodded lightly in Rachel's direction. Rachel cleared her throat lightly as she spoke.
She'd dressed like a sort of fisherman in dark green dungarees and wellingtons. Though she still looked pretty, it was easy to think she'd been fishing all her life, especially with her sailor's accent " Who's winning the race today "?
One of the betters, soon to be loser spoke " Most bets are either on Fang or Alien ". Rachel frowned slightly, quickly rubbing her chin to try and hide the smile underneath, " You don't say ". [ She couldn't be more low key? ] She shook her head disapprovingly, looking up at Gina on the screen " Do you think the boat will hold ".
The others frowned but Rachel shrugged, " I'm just saying. I've seen many of these sleek boats out fishing, they don't always end well ". The others looked at each other doubtfully while Rachel quietly slipped away.
She nodded in confirmation to Iris saying into their watches, " You go Alien ", " We should get some shrimp too ". Gina laughed, turning the wheel " You can count on it Duhling ".