<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Burnout-Star.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Star Freyman</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=180776.msg8643940#msg8643940)<br/><strong>Car</strong>: 2001 Chevrolet S-10 (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/23/Star-S10.jpg)<br/><strong>Appearance</strong>: Skintight black leather leggings, loose charcoal and pink Hello Kitty tanktop, black lace-up ankle booties with flat soles, pink bra and panties peeking out<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Around the starting line<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Juliana, Adriano, Demi<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Star sighed with fake resignation when Blake wished her luck for their race, putting her arm around the slightly shorter girl's neck and over her shoulder while replying with a "You too." Truthfully, she did really hope that Blake did well. Not just because they were friends, although that was definitely part of it, but also because even though she hated losing, she also wanted to win with her opponents being at their best. Not because of mechanical problems or some freak accident. Of course, she'd still take those wins too if she absolutely<em>had</em>to.<br/><br/>"You obviously don't know this bitch well enough if you think she'd hurt her chances just to bring me down with her!" Star replied back to Jules, shaking Blake slightly while she did so.<br/><br/>But then her high spirits were dampened somewhat when Adriano chimed in.<em>What the hell do you mean not even nearly as sweet? WHY DON'T YOU LIKE ME!?</em>Star didn't really know what to say, so she just faked a laugh and luckily the race started right about then, providing her with a distraction.<br/><br/>After the start, she happened to notice Demi who'd recently arrived as well, and was looking positively hot enough to fuck. Letting go of Blake, Star slipped away and headed over to sit with Demi instead. At least<em>she</em>wasn't a dick like Adriano and they always had fun together. "Oh my god, you don't know how jealous I am of your outfit right now!" Star exclaimed, scooting over close enough to Demi so that their arms and legs were touching. "Is it wrong if I want to poor a milkshake over your boobs?" Turning her head, she made no attempt to hide the fact that she was staring intently at the blonde's impressive cleavage.