Disclaimer: I do not own Fast and Furious.
AN: this first chapter is just introducing my new character. The others wont be in the picture much but Icey will be. Just bear with me!!!! I promise it will get better! Please review!!!
"I don't like her driving those cars." Joanne Boswell said to my father. I rolled my eyes and picked up the keys to my viper. My dad put his hand up to let me know we were discussing this situation. He looked over at Joanne letting her know she could finish. "Do you know how much trouble you can get into with those fast cars? Well let me tell you some thing. I have a son your age but he has to life in Tokyo because of cars like those."
"Well I know not to speed." I said sarcastically. It was a lie. I did speed. I don't just drive fast, I also race. I was the best in little Adams County.
"These cars are not like the ones your dad race at the tracks. Those are actual race cars hun." Joanne said as though she didn't hear my last remark. "I think you should take those cars away from her. I mean she doesn't need that many."
"Screw you Joanne. Your not my god damn mother." I said no one messed with my cars. "I got those cars fair and square. If you have a problem with it then leave. I don't care if you are my dads fuck buddy."
"Estee! You have no right to talk to her that way." My father said angrily. I knew he'd stick up for her. I mean he was going to get married to Joanne in three weeks. I shook my head and jingled the car keys in my face.
"Are you all over my ass about this because Tony slid into your car last week because if that is the case I can fix the scratches and the side mirror." I said and Joanne looked at me like she was hurt by my remark but I could tell from her eyes I had nailed it. I looked over at my key rack and found the keys to my 2003 Chevrolet SS. I threw them to Joanne and smiled. "Here take the SS. I never liked that car anyway."
"Estee!" My dad scolded. He stopped at the sound of an engine revving in our drive way. I smiled knowing exactly who it was. My dad quickly got up and looked out side. He saw the fire red with black and gray flames 2008 Spyker C12 Zagato.
"Jesse is here. I guess this conversation will have to wait for another day." I said grabbing the rest of my car keys knowing they'd be gone if I left them there. I left the house and saw Jesse leaning up against his car.
"Took you long enough. Damn Ice Tea what the hell happened to your hair?" He asked seeing my newly dyed hair for the first time. The color on the box said intense auburn.
"I dyed if fucker. Now lets roll." I said heading for my viper.
"Awe shit Ice not the viper. Take the Audi." Jesse said looking over at my 2007 Audi Abt R8. it was black with hot pink racing strips and hot pink under lights. I shook my head and got into my 2008 Viper SRT10. it was red with a black widow spider on the front and a black web decal on the sides.
"I like the Black Widow." I said as I climbed into the drivers seat and turned on the engine. I smiled at the smooth start and revved the engine to show I was ready to roll. I speed out of the drive way fishtailing a little and drove to the next destination. Jesse was soon on my bumper and I could see him shake his head. I was going only 70 mph. When we made it to the lot every one was there except for Brently. I looked at every ones cars. Most of them had once been mine at a time. Tony had a 2006 GT Tungsten it was a steal gray with black racing stripes. My boyfriend Chad had a 2003 Viper Competition Coupe that he raced on weekends. It was red with a number 9 decal on both sides. Chance had a plain yellow Ascari A10.
"Where the hell is Brently?" I asked annoyed with him already. Brently was the newest member of our group with a yellow 2007 Lotus Exige GT3.
"He'll be here Ice just hang on." Chad said walking up to me and wrapping his arms around me then brought me closer. "The viper?"
"Oh come on not you too." I said rolling my eyes.
"The Audi is so much faster. It's the fastest car you got." Chad reminded me.
"Speed isn't everything. The Audi has a V8 the black widow had a V10. more horsepower." I said with a smile.
"Damn your good." Chad said kissing me. We were soon interrupted by Brently's car coming three inches from us as he slid to a halt. He rolled down the window looking up at me and Chad.
"Ok you love birds lets get the hell out of here. Lead the way Ice Tea." Brently said revving his engine.
"Hold your horses Brently. You know I may have a few things to say." I said glaring at him. He gave me a knowing smile as I thought hard on the speck I had thought of while driving here. It completely vanished from my mind.
"You may be a red head now but you are still a blond." Brenty said with a laugh and I pretended to kick his car. The look of horror on his face was enough payback for me. I gave Chad one last kiss then headed for the black widow.
"The Black widow?" Brently asked and my shoulders dropped.
"Yes the black widow. And no not the Audi…oh shut up I love my viper." I said smiling over at him. I climbed into car and sped off the others hot on my tail. We drove at least an hour before we found the hidden racing spot. There was every kind of racing here. Drag, Drift, sports car, off road recreational, 4-wheeler, and bike. I could see sports car racers glare me down as I drove past. The Adams county group were not the favorites at this place. Mostly because we kick ass and win. I parked my car in its normal spot and the others parked as well.
"Welcome back bitch." I heard some one yell at me when I stepped out of my car.
"Who you calling a bitch Addy?" I laughed and gave my best friend a hug. Addison drove a Yamaha bike. So we never see each other unless before a race.
Hey Addy." Chad said putting his arm around me. Addy rolled her eyes.
"You brought the thing with you again." Addy said twisting Chad's nipples. I laughed. I couldn't help it. Chad and Addy were cousins but they always pretended to hate each other.
"Hell yeah she brought me. I got the other viper." Chad said pulling me close.
"Oh that's right. She's only dating you because of your car." Addy teased.
"Never." Chad said then looked down at me with a fake pout. "Right."
"Don't flatter yourself." I teased. "I'm all about the cars."
The rest of the group laughed as we headed towards the food stands. I was surprised at how well we kept the place hidden. All the kids that raced here where the kids of rich parents or friends of rich kids. We all put our allowances together for at least two years to make the place. My parents put the most money in so I was royalty here. People either hated me or loved me.
"Estee I need to talk to you." Spike called over to me. Spike was a Taylor county member but we got along for the most part.
"What is it man. I swear if you broke a nail fixing some ones break pads I cant help ya." I said with a smile.
"Ha ha you got jokes." Spike said sarcastically.
"I have many. I'm like a little jokester. They just pop out randomly." I said fallowing him to a 2007 Honda Civic Type R with its hood up. "What's wrong with this beauty?"
"Other than the fact that its my little sisters car." Spike said shaking his head. "It wont start and the battery isn't dead."
"Did you try the connecters? They could have gone bad." I said moving the connecters back and forth. the lights inside the car flashed on. I looked at Spike proudly and he started the car perfectly."
"Get a new connecters and fast or it will get worse." I said shutting the hood.
"Oh what would I do with out you?" Spike said with a laugh.
"Fail out of auto mechanics." I suggested with a shrug. "Get stranded on a spooky high way because your car died and didn't know how to fix it. then get killed by a psycho. Oh wait that's a movie."
"Damn good movie too." Spike replied and I laughed. I headed back to my car knowing that the race was going to be starting soon. Sure enough the moment I got to my car Jesse had is started and ready to go. I got in and hurried to the starting line. I looked over at my opponent. He had a 2006 mustang by the looks and sound of it he had a supercharged engine in her as well. I patted the black widow as the race began. I let the mustang get ahead of me to give him a chance but it didn't take me long to catch up to him. I passed him twenty seconds into the race and left him as a pin point in my rear view mirror. At the finish line I gave him a good hand shake and told him maybe next time.
"You kicked his ass so bad I bet his mama back home is feeling it. and he's from Nebraska." Brently said and I laughed. He had the weirdest way about him. By the end of the night once again the Adams county kids won every thing. We didn't mean to be so good it came natural. Growing up with a derby car track in your town is like having racing in your blood. It was an Adams county pass time.