Disclaimer - Only own the characters that came from my own head.

A/N - Hey! This is my first try at TFATF, so go easy on me. Please review, I love rexiews so much. Even flames are accepted cause they let me know someone is reading. Thanks a ton!

Look at me. No, don't even bother, cause I can tell you what your going to see. A slim girl, average height, with long brown hair casual thrown up on top of her head and secured with a pair of sticks, and pretty blue eyes. You'll also notice that she could be a advertisement for the Gap, with her knee length black wool skirt, matching gray sweater, and knee high boots. Or maybe if I just told you my name Corrine Tolis.....does that form an opnion? If not I might as well fill you in. My parents are the richest people in this state.

Just from the way I've been carrying on I'm sure your thinking that I'm going off on a poor little rich girl routine. But I'm not. I'm grateful for all I have and frankly the fact I have it is not my fault...take that up with my parents. But fact is the one thing I want I can't have. And what is that? Love, isn't that what every girl wants?

Now don't get me wrong, I've been out with plenty of guys, and I'm no angel, but I have a need for speed. I"m not talking about drugs or even physical speed, I mean cars. The guys I've been out with are everything that I appear to be. Their gorgeous, loaded and full of themselves, and I can't stand that. I want a guy with grease always under his nails and a car that goes 0 to 170 in 10 seconds flat. But the problem is a girl like me can't get a guy like that. Even if their weren't the parents killing me for dating on the wrong side of the tracks their are still the issues of their world.

First off most of the guys worth having would assume I was going slumming and would want nothing to do with me. More importantly the girls would kill me. Those girls are different from me, their tops are tighter and shorter, but not as short as their skirts. Their tough and they wouldn't stand for me coming in on their men.

So I take the next best thing I can get, speed. The people around here drive nice cars, Vipers, Cadillacs, BMW's, you know the kind. Me? I drive a 2002 Bentley, at least that's what my parents know I drive. I also have a 2002 VW Jetta, souped up to the max, I even have Nos. Its stashed at a friends house a few streets down who's parents don't set foot in the garage and I have it in good with the chauffeur.

I've been practicing up in the hills and I'm going to enter their world with a car, the one thing they will respect. They race for money, and I have more then enough to throw around. So this Friday night I will enter the world of Dominic Toretto.