//Chandra Margaret//
The tension is still there while everyone is cheering for a fight. I can't help but to tighten my grip in Kingstone's leather jacket. I'm nervous as hell! I don't even know what kind of fight they want to happen!"Come on! Everyone is cheering for a fight!" The man smile devilish at Kingstone. He look so scary with his tattooed face and his muscled body. Gosh! Kingstone don't stand a chance in winning a fight with this man! It's my fault. I shouldn't ask him to this place."Prove 'em that you're still the King in this field." The man said arrogantly as he open his arms wide. Wait?! This he just said in this field? That means his also into racing just like my brother?! Oh! Birdd at the same feather flocks together! I should have known that my brother is not in the good hands---"You want a race? Sure, why not. Let's show them how loser are you." Kingstone smile more evily than this tattooed man. What?! Did he ju
