Typical disclaimer: I do not own The Fast and the Furious, nor any of the characters in it. I do not own any of the music or bands mentioned. Any similarities to other stories are purely coincidental. I only own my own characters.

Back in the Day

Welcome to the worst 4 years of your life. High school: where it's cool to be stupid and being intelligent gets your ass kicked. And no one is exactly who he or she appears to be. Even the nerds get shit-faced on the weekend, but god forbid they get invited to a party. That just wouldn't be cool. High school may actually be one of the worst experiences a person can have, then again…

Freshman Year: The First Day of School

The first day of school is usually the worst. Teachers never have anything to say, not that they do normally. They just hand out the syllabi and tell you that tardiness is the most heinous of all sins. The first day is the day that everyone tries to prove what a douche bag they really are in order to obtain a high status. Fuckin high school.

"Goddamnit get me outta here!" a voice screamed from inside one of the lockers.

Dominic just happened to be passing by on a "bathroom break", AKA he was walking around with the hall pass until the period was up. He heard banging and finally figured out which locker the noise was coming from.

"Vince?" was all he could say.

"Dominic? Get me the fuck out of here!"

This was Vince before he grew up. He was 5'7", and still a bit scrawny. This was before he could grow a real beard; it still came in, in patches and looked like chin pubes. Back then he was still in an AC/DC tribute band and his hair was down to his shoulders. This was before his crew became too cool for school. And he and Dom couldn't even drive yet, but they could sure cause one hell of a ruckus.

And it was a Dominic of a younger age too. Taller than Vince, though, not by much. He had hair about an inch long on the top of his head and tight on the sides with lightning bolt-ish designs shaved on the sides. He was also a little thicker than Vince, not fat, but not totally toned man muscle either. But he still had the arrogant confidence that made him intriguing yet repulsive, he hadn't quite learned to be suave.

Dom jimmied the locker open and helped Vince squirm out because he barely fit in there.

"Holy shit man! I didn't even think you could fit in one of those! What happened?" Dom punched his friend lightly in the arm, half joking, half disturbed.

"The fuckin senior douche bag football players thought they would shove a little punk like me in a locker and have a good laugh about it,"

"Well they were dead wrong,"

"What?"

"Vince! We can't let those assholes push us around! They'll make this year miserable for us, and I fully intend on getting laid, and we can't do that if they make us look like bitches!" Dom said, all riled up.

"Oh man! You're right! Those assholes are goin down!"

"Yeah they're going to regret the day they ever fucked with D&V,"

They gave each other a high five as they walked off down the hall and proceeded to skip school for the rest of the day.

The two boys plotted and planed all night long, they were going to screw with those jocks and embarrass them if it was the last thing the did.

The Next Day

"Ok, see that one in the overalls; he was one of 'em"

"Sweet, what a fag… that's the one with the Camaro right?"

"Yeah, he's in my algebra class, I'll swipe his keys in fifth period and you can return them to him in wood shop,"

"Awesome, I can't believe that loser is taking 3 freshman classes,"

"Yeah, and he's a fifth year senior… this is gonna be priceless,"

Vince did exactly as he said he would. After he had obtained the fat mans keys, he headed out to the parking lot to do his damage. Then he proceeded to go down to the hard ware shop and make a copy of his keys… in case of an emergency. After he was finished he decided to make sure he and Dom got in to the cool crowd. And he did one last adjustment to an unsuspecting victim's car. He passed the keys to Dom who slid them back into the bully's pocket and went on with his day.

The day went by slowly. The two boys were anxious to see their plan take effect. It would certainly make one hell of a story, and a ruckus.

They met up after their last period of the day and hurried out to where their bikes were locked up. They could hear the noise before they even made it out the front door. A horn was honking… a lot. They sped up their pace to see how people were reacting to their carefully planned show.

Stepping out side they saw the crowd gathered, laughing and pointing at the beautiful midnight blue Camaro and the overweight, under-intelligent jock who was driving. The boys smiled at their handy work, it was fantastic.

Every time the brakes were touched in the Camaro, the horn went off, so in a parking lot full of high school students trying to get the hell out of there, a fair amount of stop go and traffic can be created.

One of the other seniors who happened to be the quarterback and the most popular guy in the school jogged over to the car trying to figure out what was going on.

"Dude, what the hell?" he shouted in the window.

"I don't know man, every time I hit the brakes the horn honks," the fat guy responded looking flustered.

"This is embarrassing to even watch, you look like a total asshole!"

"I can't help it; I don't why this is happening!"

"Just get the hell out of here ASAP, this is ridiculous!"

The fat man cringed at the thought of upsetting his "best friend" and sped off, almost taking out a few students on the way. The quarterback, shook his head in annoyance, and walked back to his car, which strangely wouldn't start when he got in it.

He tried a few more times before he got out and opened the hood to attempt to trouble shoot the issue. By this time Dom and Vince were on their bikes headed out of the parking lot.

Dom stopped immediately upon seeing someone with the hood of their car up.

"What up man?"

"Won't start…" The senior turned his head giving Dom the once over.

After careful examination of the happenings under the hood, Dom reached over and pushed the distributor cap back on.

"Try it now,"

The senior gave Dom a strange look before jumping in the driver's seat and trying the ignition. It started right up. The senior laughed and jumped out of the car.

"HAHA! That was some slick shit! I'm Tony," he stuck his hand out.

"Dom"

"And I'm Vince," he jumped in.

"How'd you know so much about cars?"

"My dad's a mechanic, and its kind of my passion,"

"That's so cool… my dad's a banker so he doesn't know anything useful, unless it's about money,"

"Well… moneys pretty useful," Tony laughed again.

"That's… so what are you guys doing on Friday?"

Dom raised his eyebrow. This was working perfectly.

"No plans yet,"

"Well, we're having a rager at my house, so you should drop by,"

"Cool, we'll definitely be there,"

"Rad… you guys need a ride or something?"

"Uh, thanks, but I have to pick up my sister at school or my dad will turn my ass the same color as your car,"

Tony looked at the cherry red paint and nodded, "Ok then, I'll see you guys around,"

He jumped back in his car and drove away, they heard him yell "thanks again" on the way out.

"Did you do that?" Dom looked at Vince with a smirk.

"What gave it away?"

"Distributor caps don't just pop off," they both chuckled and took off on their bikes toward the junior high.

They both felt like a million bucks. It was only the second day of school and they had already screwed with that douche bag, befriended the coolest guy in school, and gotten a party invite. Maybe this year wouldn't be that bad after all.

They finally made it to the junior high to meet up with Mia and Letty. And what did they find in the front school yard.

"Shut up you bunk ass ho!" Letty yelled tossing her backpack to the ground. The other girl proceeded to push her. So she pushed back.

"Oh snap, that girl is about to get jacked up!" Vince said as he darted towards Letty, trying to break it up before she got suspended... again, Dom grabbed the other girl and forced her back.

"Come on Let, let's just leave,"

"Yeah ok, freakin' bitch anit worth it,"

The four of them started off in the direction of home. Mia stared at Letty for a moment and began to laugh.

"You are one crazy lady,"

"She was crazed! She thinks I'm lookin at her oogly man, she's trippin," Letty started to laugh too.

The girls walked behind the boys as they rode their bikes. Vince occasionally peeking back at Mia.

This was the Mia of seventh grade. No curves, just lanky, knobby legs, acne on her forehead, and braces on her teeth. She wasn't very cool in school. People picked on her, thinking she would be an easy target, but being a Toretto, she didn't take any shit. She still had long straight hair down almost to her elbows and long bangs that she curled in a high arch to cover her unsightly forehead.

And then there was Letty. Tough little Letty. She and Mia were in the same grade and were best friends, but were complete opposites. Let was a little loud mouth and loved to brag about what a badass she was. The baggy boys jeans dragged on the concrete as she walked beside Mia.

The four were as close as family. They all chatted and joked about how school would be that year, and there was just a general feeling, that things were about to change forever.

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