1 S1EP1 - ‘Racer Hordon Jackson‘

THIRD PERSON POV

J U N E . E L E V E N

"Good afternoon Ladies and Gentlemen and Welcome to the World's Greatest Racer Tournament!"

"Yes and today is going to be the final round of this tournament and is also the day where we announce the World's Greatest Racer 2019!"

The announcement from the announcers sent excitement to the audience as they all cheer for their favorites from the large bleachers that is in the surrounding area.

"I think all of you had enough of the wait and it's time to introduce our competitors."

"Our first competitor came from Finland and he has won to a hundred different competitions with atleast 50 golden medals and trophies, two dozens of silver medals, and 5 bronzes. Give it up to Miguel Ryder!"

Half of the audience are cheering and gushing at the guy who is in his mid-30s while half are boo-ing. Even all of the race car flag girls are gushing at the guy who is coming out and approaching his vehicle. Miguel Ryder waves at the audience that made them cheer louder and almost every girl scream.

Except for Annie Francheska Garnet.

I mean the guy is fine and a talented racer, but she's not crazy for him nor she favors him in this competition.

Because she favors for the other one.

"And now for our other competitor who is coming from South Korea and will represent the whole Asia. He's the youngest and most popular racer of this decade who won to hundreds of different competitions also. Please welcome Hordon Jackson!"

The other half that were boo-ing earlier at Miguel Ryder's entrance are now cheering because of Hordon. Cheska's frown is replaced with a smile as she saw Hordon coming out and joins the audience in cheering, that made her fellow race car flag girls were looking at her weirdly.

"Just for the knowledge of the audience, the length of this competition is 10 miles and one lap. This is going to be the longest car racing of this decade, making this as The Tournament of the Decade." The Race Caller explained, making the audience as well as the viewers who are watching at home aware of how big this competition is.

"Hear that buddy? This is gonna be The Tournament of the Decade. Could you do it? I could escort you outta here if you want." Ryder calls out, more like yell, at Hordon so that he could hear what he's saying in the midst of the loud audience.

Hordon could only smirk as he chuckles, "No thanks. But I will be happy to escort you to the stage and give you the silver medal." He says with a smile making the racer annoyed at him and enters into his car.

Hordon just shook his head at the gesture. As he was about to enter his race car, when a soft hand stops him. He turns to see Cheska there.

"Remember that I'll be there in the finish line dumbass so you better win this race or else I would strangle you once you arrived second." Cheska said to him with so much sass.

"Oh wow thanks Ches, I'm deeply motivated to win." Hordon said mockingly making the latter shake her head with a smirk and left. It's a cue for Hordon to get in to his car and prepare the engine.

Hordon stares at the race track in front of him. He knows it's gonna be a long way, but he has already gone through so much and 10 miles does not compare to it.

"Racers ready!"

Both racers slightly revs their engine, signing that they are both ready.

"On your mark. Get set..."

And at go, the race car flag girl in front waves the flag down. Making the racers automatically step on to the gas, going on full speed. The crowd went nuts as they all loudly cheer for their bet. And within just seconds after the competition started, the two cars are out of sight.

The audience went silent as they all patiently wait for the racers to come back.

Cheska removes her jacket, and is now left with a red and black one piece-suit. She looks in to her mirror to make sure she looks fine.

"Bet Miguel's gonna win. That asian guy named Horny or whatever is a freaking amateur. He's gonna lose." Cheska heards one of the race car flag girls say to the other race car flag girls, her eyes automatically rolled.

"Yeah, what does he even know about racing? Bet he just seduced some girls and gays to get to big competitions. He's not even handsome."

"He's an ugly-asian-wannabe racer."

All the gossips were just irritating her so much that she has to step into their conversation

"He's been racing for 4 years and won a lot of awards within those years. A lot of gold medals and trophies, perhaps." Cheska cuts in to the gossip girl's conversations.

"Oh! And the 'ugly-asian-wannabe racer' you are talking about is gifted to be a racer and his name is Hordon." Cheska smiles teasingly at the white girls. It was their turn to eye-roll but didn't say anything back and left.

"They're the amateurs." Cheska says to herself as she perfects her bangs into place.

A rev of an engine was heard that made everyone look at the path were the racers would enter. They all stare at that path, waiting for a racer to enter. Everyone betting whether Hordon or Miguel Ryder who'll be arriving first and win.

The revving became louder, and soon enough Miguel Ryder's care comes in. Hordon's car follows not too far.

The people started cheering again. Either for Hordon or the latter. Cheska heavily sighs as she grabs the flag and positions in the middle of the path, waving the flag.

'Come on idiot, you got this.' Cheska thought as she wait for the racers at the finish line.

Hordon was now catching up at the other, the two are now neck to neck. The two are now going on full speed as the finish line is now just a few seconds away from them.

Hordon sees Cheska who is indeed at the middle of the finish line and is holding up the flag waiting for the two racers. Slowly he closes his eyes shut and with full force he speeds up.

And as he opens his eyes just like that he's now milliseconds ahead of the other and...

"Jackson crosses the finish line first at 9 minutes and 45.7 seconds and Ryder crosses second at 9 minutes and 46.2 seconds!!"

"Hordon Jackson wins!!"