Alright it has been awhile since I've wrote and well I'd figured I'd do a story that I've been wanting to do a fast and furious story. In my story everyone is alive but Letty...lets just say she was being very cruel to Dom. But I have 3 OC's that I will be introducing. Their photo's are on my profile with links to see them.

Chapter 1.

You could say her life was easy. Her father was a very successful business man, running a law firm with an iron hand. This meant he had money, which he spoiled her with. She had everything she wanted, including a free ride from any laws that may of applied to her when she became involved in street racing,but that was for later time. She had been you typical "It" girl. Wonderful grades, she was involved in school,she was on the volley ball team and she had a scholarship to Harvard. Even though she didn't really need it. She was the girl everyone wanted to be friends with, that was until she met Spencer Patterson.

This was when the street racing came into the picture. She had been in her last year of high school when she had met him at a party her closest friend Stacey was having for the senior class. He had seemed so sweet and a genuine gentlemen at the time at least. He introduced her to the adrenaline rush that came with the illegal racing, Stacey became hooked not long after her when she brought her with once. She soon feel in love with Spencer and thought he loved her back but he was only using her for the fact that she was a lawyers daughter. She found that out the hard way when she told him that she was pregnant. He grew mad at her and smacked her. She never saw him again after that. She hadn't been stupid, her father always told her that a man that will hit a women once will do it again. She wasn't about to be one of the desperate women that the man has a right to hit her. She left him and never looked back after that.

She regretted every talking to the man and soon when her young seventeen year old body began to grow a baby bump, she withdrew from the normal school life and began her homeschooling. Even through all of the crap she had to deal with Stacey had stuck by her the whole time and was the god mother of her child. Only going for a year of college at Harvard, she stopped. She knew that the life a high powered lawyer was hers. It was her father's and she didn't want it. When she was living with Spencer,she became adapt to a very simple life of living on the winning of whatever race. Working for a living and not have people waiting on your every movement. She didn't want the easy life her father wanted her to have. She liked having to work hard to live comfortably. It was fulfilling. Plus she wanted to show how much she loved her passion, art.

That was what lead her to become a art teacher. She wanted to help children express themselves in ways her father really didn't let her. So she began teaching at the age of twenty,even while raising her beautiful three year old daughter. Olive. That was 2 years ago.

All of that,however brought her to her current position. She had left New York. Her and Stacey and Olive. All the way to L.A in California. One because it offered new jobs for herself and Stacey at a locate high school there but also so she and Stacey could have their Adrenaline rush. Street Racing the city where it all started.

"Soph!Girl,your getting paint all over Ollie's floor!" Stacey laughed and nudged said women,who blinked and looked at the carpet. A few droplet of mint green paint was on the new maple wood floors.

"Well just put her bed here."Sophia grinned at her taller friend. Stacey rolled her hazel green eyes and flung green paint at her.

"Hey!That's not cool! These are new sweats."

"Well now they're broken in. Your were gonna get grease on them anyways." It was true,ever since she got her 'Beauty' as she named the old mustang she became a little grease monkey.

"Well...Screw you." Sophia laughed.

"Language! God, Olive is in the living room." Stacey huffed," and too think I'm the god mother."

"Say's the girl with her phone full of guys numbers." Sophia gave Stacey a dry look and both women stared at each other before laughing hard. They moved into the house over two weeks ago and were just finishing repainting the rooms of the small house. Well the house wasn't small with 4 room,2 baths, a living room and a decent sized kitchen, but it was only one floor. All the other rooms were painted though and put together. Olive would be sleeping in her room that night once they put all of the furniture in the room as well as all of the spoiled five year old's toys.

"You know...were gonna have to find a baby sitter for every Saturday if were gonna do this right." Stacey looked at the shorter women. To think a small women of only 5 foot 2 inches could be so mean.

" I know. I already got it covered. I put up fliers in every little market I could. I'm bound to get a call from someone soon. And it's only Sunday,Stac. We both start work tomorrow and Olive starts kindergarten tomorrow too. We have all week to talk to people."

"Yeah I know!I just don't want to leave my god daughter with some stranger. I wanna know this person!" Stacey said with a final shove to the small twin sized bed. Sophia yelped and glared at the tall dark haired Italian women.

"What? Your stubborn. I had to get the point across somehow." Stacey said with a innocent grin.

"Math nerd.."

"Stupid Art geek!"

"Don't you start with me!"

"Don't you start with me!" Stacey grinned down at Sophia.

"Oooh!"

"Oooh!"

"Cheese and rice! I give up!" Sophia stormed out of her daughters room to start dinner. She hated when Stacey started that dumb coping game. She always did to her in high school because she knew it bugged her,still does too.

So what do you guys think. I know I'm supposed to be working on my other stories I haven't updated in forever but I had to get this idea down and written. So please please please please please please review. I love seeing your review everyone!.