“What the bobba?” notMiceElf said as he and Loderse exited the ‘Home of the World’s Largest Meatloaf’ and saw the Jocks’ car peal out of the parking lot. They ran to their roadster as Moiraine came out of the gift shop carrying a brown paper bag from which she pulled out bite-size meatloaf chunks and tossed to Spike, who excitedly gobbled them up.
“Moiraine! Get in the car! We have to get going!” notMiceElf called.
“What’s all the fuss,?” Moiraine asked as she reached the car.
“The Jocks were just here,” Loderse said, getting frustrated with the fact the engine wouldn’t turn over. “And I think they messed with my car.”
NotMiceElf was already at the front of the car with his head under the hood. “Loderse, it’s a mess in here!” he exclaimed, examining the engine.
“THIS SUCKS!” Loderse said exasperated, getting out of the car and kicking the closest tire.
“What’s the big deal? We’re Greasers. We all know how to fix cars. Well, you better than me. Give me a ship over a car any day… but why don’t we just fix it?” Moiraine asked.
“We can try,” notMiceElf offered.
“It’ll still put us way behind,” Loderse said, disappointed. “And I really wanted us to win! The Jocks win everything when it comes to sports and popularity and the Geeks win everything academic. What do we ever win? Nothing! We need this!”
The Greasers huddled around their car, desperately trying to save their chances of winning the race.
