"Mira, I need you to keep an eye on those guys for me, do you hear me? You can even show off your new bike if you want"
"Yes Shaw" A soft voice replied.
A slender finger pressed on the red button on a cellphone and placed it on the back pocket of some skin tight jeans hugging the lovely legs of Mira Evans. She pulled her leather jacket closer to her chest and zipped it up covering her naked stomach and part of her chest which was safely held by a red sports bra. She straddled her hot red Ducati 1098s 169 mph pressing her black boots as close to her bike as possible and then she proceeded to put on her black helmet on.
The engine roared to life and with a swift motion of her wrist, the lady on the red Ducati speeded to the road.
How surprisingly easy was it to spot them, Mira thought as she gazed at Brian O'Conner and Dominic Torreto. She had decided to hang around the audience as the cop and the bald man raced for a blue car. Personally she was more of a bike person, she did have skills driving a car, she could win races, but she didn't care for what was in the engine or the model of the car. Instead, she knew every single detail of motorcycle history, every model data, each and every driving trick.
The ugly blue car was gone from the clutches of the unlucky Latin guy, and was now being driven away by O'Conner.
Mira massaged her neck, it was aching thanks to the stainless steel choker style necklace she had on, but she couldn't take it off. She felt odd among the racers, her being the only person there who didn't come in a car, so she just decided to leave. It wouldn't matter anyway; she would need to come back another day to see if O'Conner and Torreto went back.
A couple of days after, Mira Evan found herself back at the street races. This time, she had jean shorts with her leather jacket and a grey sports bra. Her helmet hanged forgotten at the bikes handle.
This time, it was different. Real tough cops had come out to play.
"Torreto!" Mira identified the huge muscled cop as Hobbs.
"You're under arrest!"
Mira leaned over her bike, she was able to recognize Torreto and his crew standing together at the center while the cops faced them off. It consisted of Brian O'Conner, Han Lue, Tej Parker, Roman Peacer, Gisele Harabo, Tego Leo and Rico Santos. As far as the data Shaw sent her went, two people were missing, Mia Torreto and Vince.
Before she knew it, many of the racers had pulled out guns at the cops and had scared them away.
"Well that was entertaining" Mira whispered to herself. She pulled her helmet on and brought her bike to life before she started to drive away. That is, until she passed by the people she was stalking and was spotted on by Gisele Harabo.
"Hey, nice bike!" Mira stopped her bike she had to be talking to her, because there was no one else aside from her who had a motorcycle aside from that chick herself.
Mira cursed when she noticed that she was now, the center of attention. She took off her helmet and shook her head passing a hand through her brown curled hair. She adjusted her choker a bit and looked up to find the whole crew staring at her.
"Thanks" Her answer was blank of any emotion, hoping it would stop the starting conversation.
"What is it about bikes that make girls look hot?" Roman whispered to Han who shrugged in response, not taking away his eyes from the beauty.
"Is it as fast as I've heard it is?" Gisele asked.
"Depends on what they've told you" Mira stated.
"What's your name? We would recognize someone like you among racers, but I've never seen you" Torreto gazed at her thoughtfully with analyzing eyes.
"Mira Evan" Said girl looked at the crew with the same calculating eyes. Should she be giving them her name? It was too late anyways.
"Mind if we had a race?" Gisele interrupted, she seemed excited to finally have some competition.
Mira contemplated her options, and remembered Shaw saying she could show off her bike "Yeah, I guess I could do a race, what's the price?" she asked while going back to massaging her neck.
"Money?" Han added.
Mira murmured something to herself "Not really interested on money" Roman smirked and stepped forward "What about a date?"
"Don't do dates" The crew snickered at her answer, Roman seemed to be getting rejected a lot lately. Then, it was Han's turn to ask "And why not?"
"I've had enough testosterone filled possessive men in my life, I guess" Mira's answer shut them up.
Dom pointed at the two bikes "What about going old street racer style, ride for ride" Mira thought about it for a minute.
"Seems fun enough for me" Mira smirked, which was the first actual facial expression she had showed them.
People moved away so Gisele and Mira could move their bikes to the street, it wasn't really common to see those type of races, so everyone was paying attention, and many had started making bets.
Bryan walked to the start line and nodded to the racers.
"Ready! - Set!"
"GO!"