The Fast and the Furious: Revised and Un-edited
Disclaimer: All Fast and the Furious characters and settings belong to Universal and any other companies who took part in the making of The Fast and the Furious. No infringement intended. I own nothing. Pity me.
Setting: Before, during, and after The Fast and the Furious. Although the main elements and turning points of the movie are included, I chose to go about it in a different way.
Summary: Mainly about Jesse and his girl, Taya. Taya has been apart of the team for as long as anyone cares to remember, and has been with Jesse for just as long. Mostly a story about our favorite characters from our favorite movie.
Rating: PG-13 for now, R in later chapters.
Pairings: Main pairing - Jesse/OC (Taya) Minor Pairings - Dom/Letty, Brian/Mia
A/N: This is my first fic, let alone my first FatF fic. If you like Jesse, you should like this fic (I hope... *bites nails*). Also, I know shit about cars, so if I say something in here that makes no sense what so ever, don't mind me. Enough with the yapping, just read the damn thing!!!
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Chapter 1: Another Night At The Races
Dom's team pulled up between the parking buildings, the countless number of indiscernible racing groups and half-dressed women parting, letting the six cars through without question.
Not bothering to find parking spaces among the gathering crowd, the team parked in the middle of the street. Dominic Toretto was the first to emerge, his stereo system blasting.
Immediately flocked to by his usual 'racing whores', he began to greet them.
"Sandra!" He shook her hand, placing the other on her hip.
Letty places herself between the aforementioned Hispanic woman.
"Don't you dogs have someone else's ass to be sniffin' around?"
She looked menacingly at the other gathered girls. The girl on the receiving end of the comment had a flash of anger go through her eyes for a moment, but did not retaliate, choosing instead to say nothing and walk briskly in the other direction. Letty turned to Dom, eyebrows raised.
"I was just talkin'."
"Yeah, whatever, just race."
"Alright," Dom sighed, dropping the subject for now. He turned toward the black man standing next to him. "Edward, you in?"
He handed him a roll of bills. "You know it man, it's on."
A young Asian man handed Dom his money without a word, looking too involved with his gameboy to do much else. Dom waited for more takers, and after a few moments he looked around in disbelief. "Oh, come on! Hector, what about you?"
The Hispanic man shook his head. "Nah, man. Not cuttin' my baby loose tonight."
Dom looked over the top of the crowd towards his on looking team. "What about you, Taya?"
The young girl tilted her head forward, looking at him over the top of her green-tinted sunglasses. "Not tonight, Dom."
After trying for several minutes, without luck, he trudged toward his car, leaving his team talking amongst themselves. Taya turned around, looking for her 'mad scientist'. She was about 5'5", and had shoulder length black hair, currently pulled back in a ponytail with forest green streaks in it, matching her Supra. She had a hard body, built from working on cars the majority of her life. She scanned the crowd, her gaze finally falling on Jesse, who was looking under the hood of a canary yellow Eclipse, an on looking amateur anxiously watching, undoubtedly for the verdict on his car. She smiled, the sight sparking a memory of when her and Jesse were about 14, her having recently joined the team. He had been looking under the hood of the new Supra she had won, while trying to explain to her how the NoS tanks would be hooked up to the engine.
Snapping herself out of her reverie, she walked over to Jesse, her hips swaying in her skin tight black jeans, a few guys looking in her direction, obviously staring at her chest, which was concealed in a sleeveless 'DT Garage' top.
She leaned against the hood of the Eclipse, noticing how the guy standing by it let out a sigh of relief at what Jesse was saying.
"It'll run you about two hundred for labor and parts. So, you bring it by the garage on Monday, and I'll have it back to you by Tuesday morning, at the latest."
The guy shook his hand before stepping into his vehicle. "Thanks, man, I owe you one." He drove off toward the starting line.
Jesse looked at Taya, as if just noticing she was there. "Hey, Taya."
She wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him with a sweet smile. "Hey, baby."
Jesse frowned at her and took off her sunglasses.
"Hey!"
"You're supposed to wear these in the sun, hence the name."
She scoffed at him at took the glasses back, hanging them on her back pocket. Jesse shook his head.
"Nah, nope, that's not gonna work either."
She raised an eyebrow at him.
"And why not?"
He tilted his head, running his gaze over her face to rest on her lips.
"'Cause they might get in the way..."
He leaned forward, meeting her halfway. She tugged on his lips with her teeth, prodding her tongue into his mouth. He let out a low moan in his throat, his tongue meeting hers with equal vigor. He ran his hands around her waist to the small of her back, rubbing his hands under her top while she ran her fingers through his hair. His hands traveled down towards her ass before his left bumped into the top of the sunglasses. He sighed and pulled away, keeping his hands on the top of the curve of her ass.
"See, told you so."
She gave him a wry grin, taking his hand to lead him toward her car. They got in and she quickly drove to the starting line. Jesse got out and joined Vince at the line, both of them cheering as Dom pulled up, while Taya sat with Letty and Mia on the hood of Letty's car.
After waiting for a few minutes, the walkie-talkie in Jesse's pocket finally spoke up, Leon confirming that all was good to go.
"Alright!" Jesse yelled, and raised his arms to signal the drivers to get ready.
Dom turned on his NoS tanks, Edward said goodbye to one of his whores with a cocky, 'don't worry baby, these fools ain't gotta chance.', and the Asian man turned of his Playstation 2.
After getting the signals from all three drivers that they were ready, Jesse snapped his arms down and yelled the magic word,
"GO!"
Disclaimer: All Fast and the Furious characters and settings belong to Universal and any other companies who took part in the making of The Fast and the Furious. No infringement intended. I own nothing. Pity me.
Setting: Before, during, and after The Fast and the Furious. Although the main elements and turning points of the movie are included, I chose to go about it in a different way.
Summary: Mainly about Jesse and his girl, Taya. Taya has been apart of the team for as long as anyone cares to remember, and has been with Jesse for just as long. Mostly a story about our favorite characters from our favorite movie.
Rating: PG-13 for now, R in later chapters.
Pairings: Main pairing - Jesse/OC (Taya) Minor Pairings - Dom/Letty, Brian/Mia
A/N: This is my first fic, let alone my first FatF fic. If you like Jesse, you should like this fic (I hope... *bites nails*). Also, I know shit about cars, so if I say something in here that makes no sense what so ever, don't mind me. Enough with the yapping, just read the damn thing!!!
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Chapter 1: Another Night At The Races
Dom's team pulled up between the parking buildings, the countless number of indiscernible racing groups and half-dressed women parting, letting the six cars through without question.
Not bothering to find parking spaces among the gathering crowd, the team parked in the middle of the street. Dominic Toretto was the first to emerge, his stereo system blasting.
Immediately flocked to by his usual 'racing whores', he began to greet them.
"Sandra!" He shook her hand, placing the other on her hip.
Letty places herself between the aforementioned Hispanic woman.
"Don't you dogs have someone else's ass to be sniffin' around?"
She looked menacingly at the other gathered girls. The girl on the receiving end of the comment had a flash of anger go through her eyes for a moment, but did not retaliate, choosing instead to say nothing and walk briskly in the other direction. Letty turned to Dom, eyebrows raised.
"I was just talkin'."
"Yeah, whatever, just race."
"Alright," Dom sighed, dropping the subject for now. He turned toward the black man standing next to him. "Edward, you in?"
He handed him a roll of bills. "You know it man, it's on."
A young Asian man handed Dom his money without a word, looking too involved with his gameboy to do much else. Dom waited for more takers, and after a few moments he looked around in disbelief. "Oh, come on! Hector, what about you?"
The Hispanic man shook his head. "Nah, man. Not cuttin' my baby loose tonight."
Dom looked over the top of the crowd towards his on looking team. "What about you, Taya?"
The young girl tilted her head forward, looking at him over the top of her green-tinted sunglasses. "Not tonight, Dom."
After trying for several minutes, without luck, he trudged toward his car, leaving his team talking amongst themselves. Taya turned around, looking for her 'mad scientist'. She was about 5'5", and had shoulder length black hair, currently pulled back in a ponytail with forest green streaks in it, matching her Supra. She had a hard body, built from working on cars the majority of her life. She scanned the crowd, her gaze finally falling on Jesse, who was looking under the hood of a canary yellow Eclipse, an on looking amateur anxiously watching, undoubtedly for the verdict on his car. She smiled, the sight sparking a memory of when her and Jesse were about 14, her having recently joined the team. He had been looking under the hood of the new Supra she had won, while trying to explain to her how the NoS tanks would be hooked up to the engine.
Snapping herself out of her reverie, she walked over to Jesse, her hips swaying in her skin tight black jeans, a few guys looking in her direction, obviously staring at her chest, which was concealed in a sleeveless 'DT Garage' top.
She leaned against the hood of the Eclipse, noticing how the guy standing by it let out a sigh of relief at what Jesse was saying.
"It'll run you about two hundred for labor and parts. So, you bring it by the garage on Monday, and I'll have it back to you by Tuesday morning, at the latest."
The guy shook his hand before stepping into his vehicle. "Thanks, man, I owe you one." He drove off toward the starting line.
Jesse looked at Taya, as if just noticing she was there. "Hey, Taya."
She wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him with a sweet smile. "Hey, baby."
Jesse frowned at her and took off her sunglasses.
"Hey!"
"You're supposed to wear these in the sun, hence the name."
She scoffed at him at took the glasses back, hanging them on her back pocket. Jesse shook his head.
"Nah, nope, that's not gonna work either."
She raised an eyebrow at him.
"And why not?"
He tilted his head, running his gaze over her face to rest on her lips.
"'Cause they might get in the way..."
He leaned forward, meeting her halfway. She tugged on his lips with her teeth, prodding her tongue into his mouth. He let out a low moan in his throat, his tongue meeting hers with equal vigor. He ran his hands around her waist to the small of her back, rubbing his hands under her top while she ran her fingers through his hair. His hands traveled down towards her ass before his left bumped into the top of the sunglasses. He sighed and pulled away, keeping his hands on the top of the curve of her ass.
"See, told you so."
She gave him a wry grin, taking his hand to lead him toward her car. They got in and she quickly drove to the starting line. Jesse got out and joined Vince at the line, both of them cheering as Dom pulled up, while Taya sat with Letty and Mia on the hood of Letty's car.
After waiting for a few minutes, the walkie-talkie in Jesse's pocket finally spoke up, Leon confirming that all was good to go.
"Alright!" Jesse yelled, and raised his arms to signal the drivers to get ready.
Dom turned on his NoS tanks, Edward said goodbye to one of his whores with a cocky, 'don't worry baby, these fools ain't gotta chance.', and the Asian man turned of his Playstation 2.
After getting the signals from all three drivers that they were ready, Jesse snapped his arms down and yelled the magic word,
"GO!"