Chapter 21: Determination and Confidence

< Shirley > I went back to my seat in the audience after my brief meeting with Dylan. "Did you meet him?" Eric questioned while eating his popcorn. "Of course. You know I have my way—" I paused, realizing what I was blurting out. "What are you talking about?" I looked at him as if he had grown two heads. "You really met Dylan Lewiston?" He narrowed his eyes at me, and I let out a nervous laugh. "Of course not." I waved my hand in dismissal. "I thought so," he said and turned his head towards Violet, making me release a sigh. I was really hating not being able to tell my friends about knowing Dylan. I puffed my cheeks and glanced at the speedways where many stock cars were parked in serial at the starting line. It was a 51 laps arena race. Considering at what speed every one would be driving, I doubted it would take that long to finish the race. However, the longer, the better, and the more thrilling. While my eyes were hovering around the arena, I suddenly felt someone's eyes o