<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>: Starting line<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Clint, Blake, John<br/><br/><hr/><br/>When Clint didn't come in first, it brought Star back down to earth a little bit, since she'd kind of been in the cloud and dreaming about a perfect scenario where the final four was made up entirely of her and her friends. She was a little disappointed, but on the flip side at least it raised her chances of winning her bet, so there was that.<br/><br/>"You just made it too easy," she fired back at Clint cockily, nodding her chin up at him as they crossed paths - him heading towards the crowd and her towards her truck.<br/><br/>"Sorry girl, maybe I'll let you have the next one," Star then called out to Blake, who was nearby getting into her own car. "I can't let that fucker win."<br/><br/>She shrugged semi-apologetically before getting into her S-10 and guiding it over to the starting line, where she was flanked by a white Eclipse on the left and Blake's ZX to the right. There was also a dark blue Volkswagen GTI to Blake's right - Star knew that he was pretty good, bust he still definitely considered Blake to be her main competition for this race.<br/><br/>As for the guy on her left in the Eclipse, he definitely seemed totally out of place. He looked more like a math teacher than a street racer, albeit a pretty hot math teacher...Star wouldn't have minded getting some tutoring from him. They had a bit of time before the race was ready to launch, so she rolled her window down and twisted around so that she could cross her arms on the window sill.<br/><br/>"Heya!" she called out, loud enough for John to hear even with his windows rolled up. Star wagged the fingers from one of her hands in a playful<em>hello</em>once she had his attention and waited for him to roll down his passenger window. "What's up? You look kinda nervous...don't worry if it's your first time, I'll be gentle with you," Star said suggestively with a sly smile. "Or do you like it rough?"