The girls were leading the way, Lucas was behind them and this time it was not a competitive race. He was contented following the lead and also the busy traffic couldn't allow them to race. In the girl’s car it was all quiet, no music, just Ivy focused on the road and Audrey at the back reading a book, flipping through the pages and smiling as though the pages were talking to her and they were. How amazing it is to realize that within those thin pages lies worlds that titillate our desires? That invoke our ability to see things differently using the third eye?
"Oh s**t?"
"What? Please don't tell me we have a flat tire I don't know how to change a wheel"
"You literally don't know anything about cars...that asshole is right behind us on a bike with his weird looking helmet"
When she ment
