<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/aKNpEXm.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_u">Blaire Simmons</span></span><br/><span class="bbc_u">Location</span>- The Starting line<br/><span class="bbc_u">Date &amp; Time</span>- May 9th, 2006. 9:47 PM<br/><span class="bbc_u">Tag</span>- Jaimie, Miyo<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Blaire casually put an arm around her star mechanic and briefly hugged her back when she came by, most likely becoming the envy of every man and a few women that made up the surrounding crowd pretty much instantly.<em>Damn!</em>she thought to herself while watching Jaimie strut back towards Jason and her car. And Blaire thought she usually dressed provocatively! Jaime had clearly pulled out all the stops tonight, treading into downright slutty territory. Naturally, Blaire thought it was great.<br/><br/>The blonde soon turned her attention back onto Miyo, her bare lips curling into that sly smile that she seemingly never left home without and her eyes gleaming with beguilement as if she was in on some kind of joke that went over everyone else's head. Actually, it might have just been the nickname that Blaire had never even heard before, which - while definitely still flattering - was also amusingly over-the-top and dramatic. She'd definitely take it, though. Hell, she even liked the derogatory nicknames that people used for her, because even those were way better than just being an anonymous face that nobody cared about one way or the other.<br/><br/>"The easiest road usually isn't the most fun," Blaire retorted smoothly, ignoring Miyo's questions for now. "Don't worry, I wouldn't expect you kids to understand." Her resentment for the wealthy and fortunate was pretty much out on the table, she rarely ever made the effort of keeping her feelings hidden or subtle the way that the Japanese girl was doing. Apparently that was how a proper lady was supposed to act. All the more reason to say<em>fuck it</em>.<br/><br/>Her first thought when the other girl had mentioned Adrian and his ride had actually been to wonder if the two of them were sleeping together. She didn't really care...that much, she was just a little curious. As for Adrian himself, Blaire respected him as a driver but wasn't afraid of him, and she certainly wasn't afraid of his EB110, so Miyo could put as much emphasis on the word<em>Bugatti</em>as she liked, it wasn't going to phase her. Adrian's Bugatti was undoubtedly great for showing off and getting laid without any effort other than driving up to a club, but it didn't mean shit on the track. It was still nothing more than an overpriced stock car; you could build something monstrous for less than a fifth of the cost, Blaire's own Supra being just one of countless examples.<br/><br/>In any case, Blaire<em>did</em>want to beat Adrian more than she wanted to beat anyone else, but that was because she was still bitter about the way that he'd changed his mind after already promising to join her team a few months back when Blaire had first approached him. All over a couple of harmless white lies, too. She figured that he probably hadn't shared that little episode with his teammates, and now seemed like as good a time as any to drop that bomb. Blaire wasn't at all above trying to sow some dissent in the rival team's ranks.<br/><br/>"Anyways, it's cool, I'm already<em>more</em>than familiar with your precious Adrian. You wouldn't believe how eager he was to jump ship as soon as he got a..." she paused to dig a big lollipop out of her jeans' back pocket, unwrapping it while she continued, "...taste of what the competition had to offer." She casually popped the watermelon lollipop into her mouth. "Too bad he was too sensitive to take advantage when he had the chance." The blonde's words were only slightly distorted even as she sucked on her candy, one might even think that she was used to trying to speak with things in her mouth.<br/><br/>Now, Blaire hoped that Miyo<em>was</em>fucking Adrian. That'd get the biggest reaction out of her and provide the best spark for the San Francisco team to possibly ignite from within. Feeling pretty happy with herself so far, she took a moment to reward herself by savoring the oddly appealing scent of burnt tire that surrounded the starting line while waiting to see Miyo's reaction.