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Originally Posted by
hermionesclone
This Prefect's event was the BEST THING EVER. Why?
GO-KART RACING.
And the paintball fight! Which he was DEFINITELY going to go to afterwards. Uh huh. It looked like it was going to be a LOT of fun and the boy would certainly kick himself if he didn't manage to drop in there and shoot people with paint. Somewhere that the fourteen year old was SURE that he was NOT going to go to was the Butterfly Hunting. Nope. That didn't interest him at all. He was even pretending that that section didn't exist for the time being.
Right now, Grayson was searching for the start of the race and this had led him aaaaaaaaaaaaall the way up to the seventh floor. Sure, he was tired at this point but it was going to be worth it. Uh huh. A wide grin spread across his face at the sight of the banner and then at the sight of the actual go-karts themselves!
The only thing missing was.......... a worthy victim. Someone he could challenge to this. There was some Hufflepuff guy over there and an older student in a miniskirt, bookstore boy Toby andddddd ETHAN! 'Sup! Waaaaave for you! Then his eyes went back to the karts and he observed them carefully. He wanted to pick the best one, you know? One that looked good and would drive around quickly.
Meanwhile......... victim waiting? Victim waiting. So, the second
Tag saw, and heard some really odd noises the boy just had to check it out. He went out the great hall and followed the noise until he found himself standing on the seventh floor corridor.
Then, he saw it. The go-karts. Perfect. This was Tag's kind of game. He went over to the selection of the go karts and got inside the green one. Of course. There was no other choice. But, now to race someone. Tag took his seat and looked around for a worthy competitor. He turned the engine on of the kart and made his way over to that stupid slytherin boy who did that silly collar thing with his shirt.
BUMP BUMP, went the go kart against the kids shoes. That should do the trick. It wasn't a hard bump either, really soft. Tag didn't want to run him over. Yet. Hehehehehe.
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Hey! You! Pick a kart. We're racing. No questions asked." That's right. Tag was actually going to race against him.
The blonde made a sharp turn with his kart and parked it behind the strip of the starting line. He'd actually wait for the kid.