_{Hannah waited patiently as he thought, she wanted this to be quick, just in case of anybody overhearing. It wouldn’t be good for either of them to have someone hear anything she had been planning to ask him. But her face morphed into an expression somewhat of disappointment and shock at his comment. He was the one who had started this whole thing, it didn’t make much sense to her if he just called it all off two nights in without a reasonable explanation why. Hannah had noticed the bruising, but felt it unnecessary to comment on, not really caring.}

_{Hannah watched him go, slightly pissed. He had wasted some of her time with this game to only end it now. It had barely started and yet it was already over. Obviously, it confused her, but it was his decision. It wasn’t like she could just force him into continuing the game, if he didn’t want to continue it, that was his own damn problem. Hannah scoffed, raising her hands in annoyed confusion. Deciding to leave it, she continued down the hall, trying to find an empty classroom. She needed some time alone to figure everything out, with the racing.}

_{Eventually finding one, she walked inside, letting the door slam shut behind her. Hannah was glad as she checked the schedule on her phone. There didn’t seem to be any classes in this room for the rest of the day, how she had managed to access that information time and time again was something she’d never tell anyone, not even her closer friends. Hannah climbed onto one of the tables, laying down on her stomach. Pulling her laptop out of her bag onto the desk, the screen brightness lighting up the dark corner of the room she had been in.}

_{Hannah went through her messages, finding the link for the race schedule, her participation and win of the race she had done for their former game had put her back into the public eye. Clicking into the website, she logged into her account, a familiar comfort. Hannah had three races scheduled each night for the next three days. It really showed how much profit the racing hosts pulled from her participation, even before her racing hiatus, majority of drivers were lucky to get more than one race a week. But with her return, Hannah resumed her placing at the very top.}

_{Hannah noted down the race’s times & locations in her phone. She was comfortable on the tracks they’d be using and from the way the current bids were already set for tonight’s, she was bound to get a hefty amount when she won. For a few days Hannah wouldn’t be earning as much as she was before she left, but it had been a lot higher than thought. Just the first two nights she had pulled a good 20 grand from the two races. It wasn’t nearly as much as what she used to get, but it was a start.}

_{Hannah was just about to call Bailey when something caught her eye, somebody had placed a new bid on her. You see, the website allowed individual racers to see the bids placed on them and the total amount they’d receive if they won. You couldn’t see other racers’ bids, only yours. Her face fell into shock, for a moment she didn’t believe it. Hannah sat up, pulling her computer into her lap to re-read the bid information. The bidder had provided their name but it wasn’t one she recognized at all, but the 50k bid was approved moments after placed.}

_{Hannah immediately heard her phone ring, it was Bailey. Picking up, she could hear faint rustling. “I assume you just saw it huh?” he asked her, sounding as shocked as she felt. Hannah brushed her hair out of her face, holding her hand over her forehead. “Saw what?” she asked, there was no way he’d know about the bid. “Some random guy tweeted out a screenshot of a 50 grand bid he placed on you, like seconds ago” That would explain how he knew about it already, but still shocking. Hannah felt a headache forming beneath her skull, already painful.}

_{“Yeah, I saw the bid approved moments before you called. Any idea who he is? I don’t recognize the name at all” Hannah asked him, scooting to the side, laying back down on the table. The bid receipt still open on her computer screen. “Nope, you want me to find out?” His voice low, indicating Bailey likely already was on his way to finding out. Hannah sighed, whatever she told him, she knew he was bound to anyway, even if he didn’t plan on telling her who it was. “Yeah, go for it. Let me know if you find anything”}

_{Hannah hung up the call, placing her phone on the table next to her. Resting her head against the table, she looked up at the ceiling. Whatever was going on, it was weird but it didn’t matter much. It was likely just an old fan who heard about her return and wanted to show their support. But it was an odd thing that neither of them could remember the name, if somebody had been a supporter before her break, they would have surely at least recognized their name. There was definitely something off about this situation, but what was it?}

_{Hannah sat up, she’d figure it all out with Bailey later. She had come in here to get some peace and quiet before she went home. The past few days had been rather eventful, so it was fine for her to spend the day relaxing. Whether she was allowed to or not. Hannah left the site, closing her laptop and putting it back into her bag. She got up, walked over to the teachers chair, plopping herself down into it as she scrolled through social media. Hannah had gotten the other energy drink she had brought with her, sipping it.}

_{Hannah had spent her time either trying to figure out the bidder, who had bid on every race she had been entered in with increasingly high amounts of money for one person. The last race which had been a few nights prior, she’d pulled over 100 grand just from this guy, even Bailey admitted it was starting to get rather suspicious. Or she was racing, usually ending up with Ryan coming home with her and her to his most racing nights. Her grades were lucky to have not bee effected by everything as they had before she went on break.}

_{Hannah had just gotten home from a race, in her now usual attire, similar to what she had worn to that first race back in, with Sergio. She hadn’t seen him much over the past week and a bit, the only time she saw him was in the hallways at school, but it seemed that they both had gone their separate ways, avoiding contact with each other. Eventually the rumours about them had died down, a result of their lack of time together & a number of arguments she’d had with a variety of students who’d said something to her.}

_{Hannah was moments away from getting into the shower when she heard it, the loud knocking at the door. She sighed, Hannah had gotten home in a relatively good mood, her greatly increasing bank account helped that surprisingly, but she had opted to stay home by herself tonight. Not really in the mood to deal with anyone’s business, she’d talk to everyone in the morning. Walking downstairs, Hannah opened the door, frowning to find Sergio at her door. She hadn’t spoken with him since that day he called off the game, why was he here now, it didn’t make sense.}

_{Hannah opened the door, nodding with her head for him to come in. Something seemed a little off but she couldn’t tell what it was. Closing the door again, she turned to him. “What are you doing here?” Hannah asked him, not even bothering trying to hide her annoyance.}

_{Hannah yelped softly, feeling herself pushed against the door, the her back pressed against the hard wood. She glared up at him, whatever the hell was going on, he better explain it before she dropped him on his ass again. Hannah didn’t know what the hell he was insinuating, what he presumably thought she’d done. It wasn’t as if Hannah was going around doing shit to purposely aggravate him, this is exactly why. Hannah wasn’t stupid enough to get in his way, she’d heard all about his fights from Ruby, who had thought it best to tell her despite everything.}

_{Hannah raised an eyebrow at him, refusing to let her anger get into the way, she knew it wouldn’t end well for her. But her face turned into one of sadistic humour. The fact he had the audacity to show up at her house in the middle of the night and act like this was beginning to get on her nerves. Hannah hadn’t done jack shit to him, so whatever he was going on about was slightly insulting. It seemed as if he thought she cared enough about some time-wasting game to do something to piss him off was crazy.}

_{“Maybe if you fucking explained what the hell you’re talking about, I might be able to answer that”}