I posted this once before, but since they took down the NC-17, it kinda got deleted. **shakes fist at ff.net** I got a good reaction from people, so enjoy!

*Chara Pairings: Dom/Letty, Leon/?, Vince/?, Jesse/?

*Chara Ages: Dom=21, Letty=19, Mia=18, Leon=20, Vince=21, Jesse=18

*Disclaimer: If I owned Vin I'd be SO much happier…..

*Summary: Life before TFATF, so no Brian. My version of how Dom and Letty got together. Alternates between Dom's and Letty's POV's.

*This is MY original story….I wrote it…..so NO STEALING any of my idea's, quotes, etc. Thank you =)

Things Change: Chapter 1

Letty's POV

            It's hot out. What more is there to say? It seems like the damn sun is alwayz shining. Works over for the day so the team is lounging, as usual, at the Toretto's. Damn this is boring. I pull down my sunglasses as I get up from my tanning chair in the front yard. "Hey, Mi," I say as I walk through the back door into the kitchen. "Seen the boys?" I ask, thinking only of a certain racer I wanna see.

            "Hey, Letty. I don't know about the rest of the guys, but Dom's over there." She replied subtly teasing me, nodding towards the living room. "Not that I really want to or need to know about girls who like my brother, but I know you still do."

            I turn my head back to Mia, after unconsciously staring at Dom's gorgeous back…I sigh. "This has to be the worst school-girl crush ever. I mean, it's not like he feels anything for me." Man, of all people, I can't believe I'm talking to MIA about this!

            Mia turned away and resumed doing the dishes. "I don't know…I'm not really the one to discuss this with."

Dom's POV

            I was fixing the table when Vince walked through the front door. "Hey, V. We still on for tonight?"

            "You know it, brotha." Vince responded, walking up to me. "Letty and Mia going?"

            Let… "Ask them, not me." I say, trying not to look as if a certain brunette's on my mind.

            "Dominic…I think the tables fixed." He tells me as he slaps his hand on my back and walks towards the kitchen. I shake my head. Of all the chick's to feel for, it has to be her. I know I can have any chick I want. Just like she could have any guy…

            "Dom….Earth to Dom….hello?" Mia waves her hands in front of my face like she's been trying to talk to me for awhile.

            "What?" I say, not having a clue what I missed. My mind being focused on someone else…

            "We were gonna go catch that party at Hectors. You coming, or are you gonna re-break that table?" She asks, pointing to the table that I've cracked again. I glance at Letty.

            "Yea, just let me get changed." I reply as I get up to go change. I walk up the stairs, not noticing the footsteps behind me.

Letty's POV

            I follow Dom up the stairs, because I had to change as well. "Dom, you ok?" I ask, as I lightly touch his back when he reaches his room. He turns around quickly.

            "Yea, I'm fine. Just…stressed, is all." He says. "I'll be dressed fast, so I'll meet you downstairs."

            "Ok, I'll be down in a sec. Don't leave without me." I respond. When he gives me a slightly questioning look I add "The others already left."

            He nods. "I'll hurry then." He goes into his room, not closing the door, grabbing a navy blue muscle shirt and black pants. He pulls off his stained blue work shirt and I can't bring myself to move, just staring at his delicious muscles….Oh…my…god…He turns his head and I force my feet to move to the last room down the hall.

I let out the air I didn't realize I was holding as I close the door and lean against it. "It'll never happen, Let." I say to myself as I shake my head, moving towards my messy closet. I decide on a black halter top that bares my midriff, a leopard print mini-skirt, and black knee boots. I loosely put my hair up.

            I walk down the stairs and see Dom waiting by the front door. "I'm ready" I say as he looks my outfit up and down.

            "You look nice," he says.

Dom's POV

            You look gorgeous…but instead I say "You look nice." It would be really odd if I just up and said "You look gorgeous in that outfit." She'd definitely know something was up. She smiles and replies playfully "You don't look bad either," lightly tracing along my chest as she walks past me and out the door. Why don't we just skip Hectors party and make our own fun…

            "We'll be late if we don't stop standing here," she calls up to me from the passenger seat of my sleek red Mazda RX-7. I quickly walk down the front steps after locking the door and get in my car, starting the engine and driving away towards Hectors.