Miranda Crowder

Miranda arched a brow as she saw Alistair walk off to a shaded ally way with two Vixens arm in arm. ".....Damn it...." She sighed and sat down in the stands to wait. All the while, she watches Elissa flirt with Thunder and grins. She was happy for her best friend. Her eyes strayed away for Tristan's car. Why couldn't he have taken the hint to get out of the car and come talk with her like Thunder had done for Elissa. Miranda sighed and shook her head a little bit. The Vixen leader pulled up to the lines and she arched a brow. But her attention was drawn to the flustered Alistair who came out of the ally way after the two Vixens he had walked off with. Growling, she glared and got up from the stands. Hurrying down to Alistair, she pulled him aside to attempt talking some sense into him before this race. "I can't BELIEVE you let them do this to you."
OOC
The rolls as they stand:
Alistair = 7
Tristan = 9
Darius = 6
'Lian = 6
Becca = 6
Logan = 20
Salura....you win.
Followed by Tristan, Alistair....Then either Becca, 'Lian, or Darius.
We'll probably have to do a tie breaker roll between us three. ^.^;