Sitara Qin
One Hot Mess
The turn was coming up and Sitara’s fingers gripped tightly onto the wheel. The GPS was in her peripheral vision. A curve was coming up and Sitara made sure to turn quickly. Luckily the road was wide enough for her to make her turn without adjusting her speed. Wren was trailing quickly behind her, and if she didn’t increase her speed Wren would totally catch up to her. Sitara didn’t like losing and with Wren’s need for adventure, she was sure Wren didn’t like it either.
“Come and get me!”
She screamed the words and laughed as the wind rushed into her hair. Her feet were still slammed onto the gas; and for an instance she was afraid to crash into a rock or something. The rush was too thrilling for her to stop.
| [member="Serena Bouie"] |
“Come and get me!”
She screamed the words and laughed as the wind rushed into her hair. Her feet were still slammed onto the gas; and for an instance she was afraid to crash into a rock or something. The rush was too thrilling for her to stop.
| [member="Serena Bouie"] |