Lily' s POV

We all got out of the car and rented the gear along with the go carts. I got inside the small vehicle, turned the go cart on, and instantly drove off. The wind blew in my hair as I drove fast, reminding me of the times that me and dad used to go to the tracks every month or so. I took a deep breath, and continued. Driving the carts gave me a thrill that I only got from a few things. The wind was so comforting to me and left me craving more. I got lost in my thoughts but was interrupted by a cart zooming past me. I realized that Cole was right in front of me and watched as he winked at me before driving off. I just rolled my eyes before continuing to drive.

I shook my head, getting out of my reverie and decided to try and race Cole. I zoomed past him, the wind blowing in my hair and a smirk on my face. He probably caught on to what I was trying to do and mouthed "You challenged the wrong king." before taking off, flying at least four meters in front of me. The rest of the guys caught up to us, Asher immediately zooming past all of us. I laughed at their competitive behavior and decided to just enjoy my time. I kept getting lost in my memories but they were nothing but sweet. I spent the evening with a smile on my face.

We spent at least two hours just driving around the tracks. Cole turned out to be an Usain bolt on wheels. Apparently, the owner was a friend of his so he gave us a discount. I felt bad when Cole paid for me but kept it in my mind to give him the money from my wallet back at the hotel. After we were done, we all decided to go spray painting. I was so excited, I thought I would burst. I was told that Jason was the expert at spray painting so I claimed shotgun and asked him for some tips the entire way to wherever we were going. For some reason, Asher seemed pissed but I just ignored him, bouncing up and down in my seat from excitement. When we had practiced graffiti in art, I wasn't too bad at it.

We finally reached a dusty looking street and Ryan quickly told me all the rules. He said,

"Ok, so let's just tell you the rules. Stay as quiet and stealthy as possible. If the police find us, we run as fast as we can. Forget about the car. We always come back later to get it or else they find out the numbers of our license plates. Third, paint whatever you want. Fourth, leave a signature that doesn't give away any information about you. For example, mine is "R". That's it. Follow these rules and you'll be good to go."

I nodded and got out of the car with the guys, trying to be as quiet as possible. I knew that any mistake and they would make fun of me for the rest of my life. Asher grabbed the huge bag with spray painting cans and tossed two to everyone. I got white and yellow, giving me an idea on what to make. After everyone had gotten their paints, we all started walking towards the metal fence that separated a wall to what looked like a tattoo parlor. We reached the tall, metal fence and the guys all smirked. Suddenly, Jason went flying past me and jumped over it, landing on his feet. Cole went next, and then Ryan. I looked at Asher, expecting him to go next, when he said,

"Um... don't you need help?"

I just rolled my eyes and shook my head. He nodded and jumped over the 6 foot structure. The guys looked worried about me, probably thinking that I wouldn't be able to do it. I just rolled my eyes and took a running start, jumping over and landing in a squat, before standing up and moving along with the somewhat surprised guys. They probably thought I was a weak idiot because I couldn't protect myself from Carter. What most of them didn't know was that I used to take parkour, piano, gymnastics and even dance at some point. I also picked up on a few other things by taking a few months courses, like swimming, basketball and tennis. I would practice them for fun. My parents were big on extracurriculars and so was I.

I sighed as I walked with them to the wall. They smirked, and instantly started painting. I had already decided what I wanted to make. A lily. I shook the cans, enjoying the sound of the paint clashing against the walls inside of the can, and took the lid off. With a slight pressure to the nozzle and my wrists movements, I made an outline of a lily. The process was enjoyable and made me realize that spray painting was pretty fun, just like how I had originally thought it would be. We spent our time in silence, painting the images with concentration. I honestly loved the wild look that graffiti brought on walls. I always thought that graffiti represented the type of town you were in, personifying it for new people that were hoping to have a personal connection to the area.

Many people didn't understand the concept of representing something. They were afraid to show themselves as who they were, and tried to distort themselves into what the society wanted them to be. I had always thought that self love was important, which was why I never put on a mask. I just stopped interacting with people, so that they wouldn't see a fake version of the real me. However, I had completely forgotten the entire reason for why I stopped interacting with people, and turned the self love to hate. I was pulled out of my thoughts as Cole whispered,

"Oh sh*t!"

I looked at him, confused, just to have Asher grab my arm and start running. I looked behind me and found a bunch of police cars chasing us. I smirked as I realized that this was where the fun began, and started running faster, laughing all the way.

Anyone getting BTS "Run" vibes? Because this chapter was inspired by it. Anyways, PLEASE comment, vote and share. Love you all and peace out! <3

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