<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cc/Burnout-Juliana.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Juliana Dang (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=180776.msg8645575#msg8645575)</strong><br/><strong>Car: </strong>1998 Acura Integra GSR (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/88/Juliana-GSR.jpg)<br/><strong>Appearance: </strong>High-waisted, khaki shorts with a form fitting black tank-top riddled with colourful Star Wars art tucked in, a thin black leather belt, black Converse high tops with white trim and her hair worn straight but tucked into a thin, black headband<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Starting Line<br/><strong>Listening to: </strong>Juliana's Driving Playlist! 1 (http://youtu.be/JKvEUJpAEQc) 2 (http://youtu.be/jFNurBwy2h8) 3 (http://youtu.be/7QODOX7JNLk) 4 (http://youtu.be/49hFJNj32rc) 5 (http://youtu.be/YcWZjx8ICRo) 6 (http://youtu.be/9QGE88dBGVs) 7 (http://youtu.be/mV-HGy_x5Ls) 8 (http://youtu.be/j4adeuiQ__8) 9 (http://youtu.be/KYn9HtoP3vA) 10 (http://youtu.be/gEABPD4wNCg) (EDM ALERT!)<br/><strong>Tags: </strong>Marcellus<hr/><br/>Watching Marcellus hop out of his car and toward hers, Juliana simply watched him with an arched brow, thinking about what he could possibly be up to. It was likely going to be another one of his corny oneliners in an attempt to throw her off. Regardless, she eventually fingered the button on the door that sent the window down into its home when he got close enough to lean in.<br/><br/>"Hmmm..." Juliana started, pondering his little wager. She had already avoided having to get naked on a hammock; giving Adriano the show of both of their lives, so what was one more? "I think I'll take your money! I've got to go and but a sweet hammock, after all." The girl winked at Marcellus, guessing that he wouldn't have expected her to take the gamble over something so petty as breakfast in bed while wearing little to nothing. Money was always nice. Winning it from a friend on a cocky bet made it nicer.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">FINAL HEAT!!!</span></strong></div><br/>Juliana again didn't take much note of the other racers around her; it was all about her and doing her own thing. Again, another girl strutted up to the starting line, a little too uppity about being the person waving cars into high speed races. Jules watched her intently, waiting for the signal with her feet eager to push down on the pedals beneath them. With flare that was highly unnecessary for underground, illegal street racing, the girl gave them all the green light and they were off!