A/N: Thank-you all for taking the time to read this, I just want to say that I do not own the Fast and Furious franchise, but I am playing around in the sandbox. Any characters you do not recognize are my creation. Please feel free to review, and any questions I will do my best to answer. I want to let you all know ahead of time that this takes place before The Fast and The Furious, and may lead into the movie that we all love.


AS THE SUN SLOWLY rose up over the Los Angeles' sky line, my room started to lighten up, not to mention the chaos that was forming outside my bedroom door. Sighing I opened my eyes and sat up in bed, just as a bang sounded – a fist hitting my bedroom door.

"Rise and shine!" My twin brother's voice sounded from the other side of my door.

"I'm up!" I shouted back, knowing that if I didn't get out of bed, I was about to be drug out. And as if my brother was reading my mind, to door opened as my bare feet hit the floor. Before he had a chance to say anything, I had grabbed my pillow and flung it at the door, hitting him in the face.

"For that, you're riding in the back seat." He smirked, as he pointed at me then turned and headed towards the stairs of our home.

Laughing, I climbed out of bed and started to get dressed. I knew that it was going to be a hot day today as the heat and humidity was already making itself known in the early morning sunlight. But what did one expect when you lived in Los Angeles?

Grabbing what most referred to as Daisy Duke shorts, and a tank top, I made my way to the bathroom where I did my normal morning routine. I got dressed, washed my face, brushed my teeth and ran a brush through my long black hair. My hair was very wavy, and that was something I loved about myself, that and my green eyes, that I got from my father. The last thing I had to do was slip on my sandals, and then I made a beeline for the stairs.

Bounding down the stairs, the rest of my family was already in the kitchen getting breakfast ready. My little sister, Mia and my twin Dominic were already sitting at the table, eating pancakes. Smiling, I sat down next to my baby sister as my father placed a fresh plate of pancakes down in front of me, "I want you and Mia to go to the store today." He said, before kissing me on the temple.

I frowned as I looked up at him, "Pops, it's the last race of the pro stock-care circuit." I challenged. Be damned if I was going to miss him winning the last race of the season. Both Dom and I have been at every single race this season, and I really didn't want to miss out on the last one, and truth be told I was getting angry over the fact that he wanted the store open today.

"I can open it myself, since Nicoletta wants to be at the race today." Mia suggested, before taking the last bite of her pancakes.

"Please?" I asked, batting my eyes up at my father. I've known since a young age, that if I batted my eyes at him, normally I could get what I wanted.

"Alright." My dad shook his head as he looked over at Dom who was smirking. "The race is in about three hours. Once you both are finished breakfast, we take the car to the track and give her a once over."

Both Dom and I nodded our heads, as we started to dig into our pancakes. All of us, save Mia were itching to get out to the track. Racing was something at ran in our blood like NOS. I understood that Mia wasn't interested in it but growing up in this house meant that she knew how to drive, and what makes an engine tick.

Once breakfast was finished, Mia and I started cleaning up the kitchen. She was doing the dishes as I was drying them and putting them away. It was kind of a family tradition – Dom and our father would do the cooking, and my sister and I would do the cleaning up. It wasn't that her and I didn't know how to cook, it was the opposite. We loved their cooking, thus we opted for doing the clean up.

As her and I were cleaning up, Dom and our father started to get ready for the race. Mia had just handed me the frying pan when she paused looking at me with worry etched on her face. My eyebrows knitted together as I gave her a questioning look.

She looked around before speaking to me in a hushed voice. "I got a bad feeling about the race."

I shook my head and went to drying the frying pan, "Don't be, Pops is gonna win this one hands down." I gave a soft laugh, as I tossed the dish towel over my shoulder and placed the frying pan in its rightful spot.

Mia shook her head as she continued cleaning one of the plates, "I don't know…" She was interrupted as the front door slammed shut.

"Yo!" I heard Vince's voice sound as he walked into the kitchen with Letty.

Vince and my twin brother met each other when the three of us were in the third grade. Needless to say, those two were practically brothers there after. As for Letty, well she moved to the neighbourhood when she was 10 years old, and we all quickly became best friends. That developed more when she turned 16 years old, and really caught my brother's attention. Now those two had this undeniable love, but at the same time my brother does have a wandering eye.

"How's my princess this morning?" Vince asked as he gave me a kiss on the cheek.

Automatically I rolled my eyes at him, as Letty just shook her head. "V you keep that up, and she's gonna leave tread marks on your face." She stated, as she leaned against the wall with her arms crossed.

Glancing over at Letty I gave her a soft smile. That woman knows me all to well. "Well, you both just missed breakfast." Mia stated, handing me the last plate to dry.

"It's alright, we're here to head to the track with Tony and Dom." Vince answered, as he went to the fridge to grab a drink.

"Speaking of which," Letty pushed herself off the wall, "Did you tune up ya ride?" She asked me.

I sighed and closed my eyes for a moment, "I was meaning to do that last night."

"Well it's going to have to wait." Dom stated as he came in the back door, "Time to get ready."

Laughing I placed the towel on the oven door handle and made my way to the back door, "Let do this!" I whooped as I bounded down the steps at the back door.