"ASSHOLE!" She screamed as she threw one of her shoes at the wall above the bed.

"De, come on baby…" He tried to plead with her… but to no avail.

"FUCKING WANKER!" she yelled at him while throwing her other shoe at him this time. Her British accent peaked through, as it always did when she got really upset. Living in London for six years can do that to a person.

She knew she was likely to wake the whole house up, but at this point she didn't care. She'd just gotten off a 12 hour shift, the last three of which were pulled after closing hours… and no one seemed bothered enough to care. Then she comes home at 2am to find her man in bed with another woman...again. It was the last straw.

"I can't BELIEVE you! Did you think you could keep fucking around like this and I wouldn't care?" She hollered at him and hadn't even noticed that the girl had dressed and made her way down the hallway to the front door. By now she was trying to get him out of the bedroom and into a more open area where she could throw more things at him.

"De, I- I don't know what to say… you know me baby… I-" he tried to explain himself, but he just couldn't get his words together enough to make sense.

"THAT'S IT JESSE! She screamed and grabbed the closest thing to her, which happened to be a picture of them, and threw it through the window. The shattering of glass seemed to be the kicker that everyone in the house took note of. Most of their fights were loud, but there'd never been breaking glass before.

She could hear the muffled cries of surprise through the closed door. Jesse looked defeated… he knew he couldn't win no matter what he did and he just sat down on the bed and rubbed his temples.

"De, what the hell do you want me to do huh? You work these insane hours… I never even see you anymore…" He looked so small and broken when he got like this, and she almost went to him… almost. This was the fifth time in three weeks she came home to him with another woman.

"We're done Jes… I can't do this anymore…" she sighed. She looked down and saw the tramp's thong on the floor at her feet. She picked it up and chucked it at his head. "Tell the little bitch she left these on her way out!" She stormed out of the room then, slamming the door closed behind her and stood in the hallway, eyes closed. She couldn't see the three other men standing in the hallway looking a bit concerned. They'd heard the fights before… but never like this. She let one silent tear stream down her face… but wiped it away almost instantly. When she opened her eyes she nearly jumped out of her skin seeing the men standing in the hallway. Mia had the good sense to stay in her room.

"Jesus fucking Christ… what is it with you men" she muttered under her breath as she walked down the hallway. The men parted for her like the Red Sea… they'd each suffered her wrath and none wanted to piss her off anymore than she already was.

I'm getting ahead of myself though… you're likely a little confused already. Let me explain. My name is Delaney Jordan McCaile and this is the story of how I came to be a part of 'Team Toretto'

I met Dominic Toretto for the first time when I was young… really young… seventh grade young. He was popular even then… him and Vince. My parents had just split up, on a charge of domestic violence, and my dad had moved me out to Los Angeles from Jersey. My mother lost custody of me, because she didn't have the means to support a child, and decided to move back home to London, to live with family. It was the furthest place she could figure to get away from my dad. She had promised me she'd take me back when she could. I never got along with my dad and he only wanted to have custody because it meant steady money coming in each month from my mom. He didn't really care about me. He'd even been known to hit me when things got really bad… or when he drank. So I had to learn to take care of myself.

Back in Jersey, I'd earned a decent rep on the block I lived. Granted I was only 12 when we left Jersey, but by then I had already beaten the shit out of the boy who thought he was king of the world. After that… nothing mattered. Now I had taken some good beatings before then, even wound up in the hospital once when I was 9… but I always felt the need to fight. Course, that's just part of growing up in Jersey… ya always gotta be top dog… or bitch in my case! So when I transferred into the school… I had a Jersey mind frame… beat the shit outta the toughest kid, and you're set for the year. I hadn't figured the toughest kid would be Dominic AND Vince.

That day will live in my memory forever. I got through my first few classes, and wound up in an English class just before lunch break. I walked in five minutes late and handed the teacher my note of registration. She looked it over and told me to take a seat. Now there's one thing you gotta understand about who I was back then. Growing up fighting kept me active and lean… but not muscular. My grandmother was Italian, making my mom half-Italian. I'd never known that a meal consisted of less than five parts! I had a nice lean athletic build… but there was a little squishiness to my body from all the damned pasta that got fed to me. My grandpa had been German and my dad was 100% Irish, so I was tall, dark hair, olive skin, green eyes with a good solid frame. So I wasn't a knock out or anything… but I had a good body and knew how to dress for a fight…, which in Los Angeles, made me a 'babe' to some of the boys.

So when I had to find a seat… plenty were offered. The one I chose though… would wind up sealing my fate. I found a seat in the back, middle of the room, and found myself suddenly sitting behind two boys who seemed to think they were tough shit. Kept making mocking comments on what the teacher was presenting to the class. I was a good student back home, and proved very good at English. I figured LA might not be a bad place to live, when one wanted to become a writer.

"Why the hell did I decide to sit in the back of these two dumb shits…" she mumbled under her breath. Vince just happened to have heard her and turned in his seat.

"You say something sweets?"

"Sorry… I don't speak Neanderthal" she stated with a smirk. With that the bell rang. Given that it was her first day, she didn't have any books… or much of anything. She had a wallet, but it was in the back pocket of her cargo pants. She couldn't really stand jeans.. to confining, and she'd die before wearing a skirt. You could call her a tomboy. She silently made her way through the halls and out onto the open space of the campus. Vince had been following her, with Dominic in tow behind him looking a bit bored.

The sun was bright, but the air was cool. She stood in the small patch of shade offered by a group of trees. She watched the two boys approach her and got her dander up. She'd been out of Jersey for three months and hadn't had a good fight in a long while. She smirked slightly as they stopped in front of her. Looks like she'd found her fight.

"What did you say to me back there?"

"I told you I don't speak Neanderthal" She squared off her shoulders and stood up straight. At 12 she was 5'6… Vince was only 5'5… but everyone knows girls grow faster than boys do. Dominic just laughed, he knew Vince, and thought it was funny that he was challenging this new girl.

"Well sweets… I don't know what that means, but I know you're trying to make fun of me" Vince took a step closer, almost nose to nose with the girl.

"Yeah I figured you wouldn't, given that you weren't paying much attention to anything but your own stupid comments" Her feathers were ruffled and she smiled wider.

"What are you smiling at sweets?" Vince asked, not sure if he liked her or hated her… either way, she was new and he was gonna lay down the law.

"This" she said and pulled a hard right hook into his cheek. Vince went down fast, having not expected it and she stood over him smiling. "DON'T call me sweets… sweets." She looked up, and into Dominic's fist. She doubled over, but didn't go down. She knew she'd have a black eye, but she was gonna get him back for it. He was the same height as her… but looked to have more body mass. With one fluid motion, she came up, and slammed into his mid section and forced him back into a tree. She then took the opportunity to knee him in the balls and head butt him, knocking his head back into the tree. Dominic went down with the pain from her knee… and Vince came at her from behind. He slammed his fist into the right side of her back and she felt it, but it was a feeling she knew all to well. She spun around wincing with pain and drove her fist into his side, then flung her head up and took Vince out. By then a crowd had been drawn and the next thing she knew there was some Mexican looking girl yelling out Dominic's name and pushing her way through the crowd. When Letty saw Dom and Vince on the ground and Delaney standing next to Vince's writhing body, Letty reached out and grabbed a fistful of the new girls hair with the intent of punching her out cold. What she didn't expect was for the girl to roll her neck, tangling Letty's fist into her hair further but giving her the room to swing out at Letty. It took three hits to her side before Letty let go… and that's when the girlfight took over… there were screams and hair being pulled out, and next thing anyone knew, a campus guard pulled the girls apart, each with a fistful of the other's hair and nail scratches bleeding down their arms… and Letty's cheek.

The boys were suspended for three days, Letty one, and Delaney, Suspended for a week and put on probation for the remainder of the year. She had a nice black eye and a quite a few bruises by the time she got home… she thought she might have a broken rib… but without going to a hospital she wouldn't be sure… and her dad wasn't going to take her. She decided to skip riding a bus and walked home. That's when she came to find out, she lived on the same block as all three of them.

"You've got to be kidding me" she sighed as she saw Letty walking out of Dominic's house… well being walked out by his friend Vince. They had been told to go home by his father… who was reaming Dominic for the trouble he'd gotten in today. She so hoped they wouldn't notice her… and by the time they did notice her, she was at her own driveway. They started across the street and she ducked into her garage. That was how it all started out… she beat up the two toughest boys in school and was left standing. The year progressed much the same, Delaney was monitored by all forms of the school security and no one would even talk to her. The story of how she beat up the boys traveled the school like wildfire and by the end of the year, everyone knew who she was.

That was the strangest summer of her life. Throughout the year she'd been a bit of an outcast with everyone, save for one person, Mia Toretto. Mia was three years behind them in school, but Delaney had started school early, so she was closer to Mia's age than any of the others. The boys were all into cars, seeing how Dom's dad was a racer, and even Letty followed cars and racing… but not Mia. She kept an open mind about it, but she preferred to be attuned to normal girl things… shopping, fashions, school, you know, normal young girl stuff. Delaney wasn't against cars, but she was more into the idea of driving them across country, then fixing them up… and she was a bit of a computer nerd. She couldn't fix a car for her life, but she could re-build a computer easy. That's what happens when you're suspended from school for a month, then wind up in the hospital at the end of the year and spend a summer at home with a few broken ribs. You learn to keep yourself occupied.

Delaney and Mia soon became friends. By the end of the year, they'd had a photo album of memories and stories that made anyone laugh… and Delaney had spent enough time in the Toretto house to get to know their dad… and Dom. She found he wasn't such a bad guy. She actually preferred Vince to Dom, with his not so subtle ways of letting her know he respected her… but no matter how much she tried… she couldn't get him to notice her… but Dominic did. By the end of the summer everyone knew they were 'dating', if 13 year olds actually date. Mia found out when she came home from the beach with friends and found them making out on the couch. Mia was thrilled that one of her good friends was dating her brother, but Vince wasn't so happy about it. He couldn't do anything about it… but with time, he let it go and just enjoyed the fact that she was around more often. The last month of their summer was great and they enjoyed every minute of it. Mia and Delaney did all the girly things they could, Letty kept hanging around with the boys while they worked on cars with Dom's dad, trying to get Dom's attention on her… not able to figure out why she couldn't… and how Delaney had beat her out of his affections.

Then one day, two weeks before High School started, Delaney got the worst news she thought she could ever hear. Her dad had lost custody to her mother and she was being shipped off to London. Her mother had re-married to a man with some decent money, and had gotten herself a job at a well-respected legal firm doing their bookkeeping. She had cleaned up her act and wanted desperately to provide a good life for her daughter. She took the matter to court and they ruled in her favor. Delaney spent three days solid at the Toretto's house trying to say her good-byes to Dom, Vince and Mia… and avoid the beatings her father would have given her in his anger. Letty was no where to be seen… and frankly Delaney couldn't have been happier… well as happy as she could be given that she would likely never see any of them again. The day Delaney left for the airport, Mia cried for hours with only an address she could write to for comfort.