Title:Getting What She Wants

Rating: M- to be safe

Disclaimer: I do not own the song or the movie characters. Don't sue.

Summary: Taylor has Vince. Delanie wants him bad. She gonna get him oh is she gonna get him.

Let's say everyone is about the age of 18 in their last year of high school.

Author's Notes: The song is called "Misery Business" by Paramore. I definitely suggest this band they're great. PLEASE REVIEW! I'm not going to add any lyrics into the story but I have put the link to the song in my profile (at the very bottom) also I made a poster for this story so you can see what the girls look like! That too is in my profile under the link to the song.
This story is just for fun basically. Needed to get it out of my system.

I was going to wait until I was finished writing it to post it but I couldn't help myself, so here it is... my baby. Please Review!

I breathed a sigh of relief when I finally made it to the back of the school for a cigarette break. The school never gave two shits about it so they never said anything. Besides this was Los Angeles and they had worse things to worry about like, teenagers bringing guns to school or girls going into labor during class. The teachers did the absolute minimum they had too which was read off the lesson and then practically take a nap.

The smoking got on my nerves sometimes but, old habits die hard. A few years ago I got into the wrong crowd and all I got out of it now was a few scars on my knuckles and a bad smoking habit. It didn't bother me on days like this though because hewas out here. Vince was a gorgeous man in my eyes and I had it bad.

The only thing stopping me from making my move was Taylor Washington. She was a two-faced Barbie bitch! Blonde hair, blue eyes, daddy's credit cards and a girly voice that could bend steel. They been together for, I don't know a couple of months. I really don't see what he saw in her though. Other than the fact that she was an easy slut!

I think they were both doing in for theirs reputations. Taylor was the 'it' girl in our school; girls envied her and guys wanted to get in her pants. Plus, she could never turn down attention and lord knows when she went to the races with him, she got plenty of it. Vince was the bad boy; girls wanted the popularity that came with being his girlfriend and guys wanted to have a car as nice as Vince's. He was part of the most known crew around; the Toretto team. Around here street racing is as common as football and a lot of people were into it; including Vince and his friends Dominic, Letty, Leon, and Jesse. Some people were just surprised that the streets were practically run by a bunch of teenagers. But, that's what they were good at.

I laughed when I saw Taylor swing her hand in front of her face when Vince's smoke lingered in her face. What's the point in dating him then? He's a damn smoker you're bound to breathe it in eventually. Suddenly feeling confident I walked over to Vince and gave him a small wave; while Taylor scowled at me.

"Hey can I borrow a smoke?" I asked, glancing at Taylor. She just rolled her eyes and clung on to Vince as if I'd steal him or something.

He nodded and reached into his pocket and pulled out a green pack. He held it out for me to grab and once I did I smiled wide.

"Thanks, I'll give it back tomorrow." I gave him a smirk, turned around and swung my hips a little more as I made my exit and retreated back to my wall.

"Don't worry about it." He said nonchalantly to my retreating back.

Truth is I didn't need a cigarette; I have a full pack but, it pissed Taylor off didn't it? I like Vince and Taylor doesn't deserve him. But I'm not one of those girls who will bow down and beg to be his girlfriend. If he gets interested in me then I'll take it from there. If not, oh well. I lit my cigarette and took a long drag and continued to watch Taylor and Vince. Obviously she knew I was watching, because she continued to flounce around him and giggle a little too loud. I just rolled my eyes. She made me so sick and it was so obvious. I snorted silently; little miss perfect must be intimidated or something because she's starting to look like a fool. A few minutes later Jesse walked up and sat next to Vince; lighting a cigarette while he started rambling.

(Vince)

I listened as Jesse rambled on about a few new parts he needed for his Jetta and every now and then I would glance over at the dark haired girl. She'd look away each time I caught her staring and continue to take drags off of her cigarette. But instead of looking embarrassed that she had just gotten caught, she would raise her eyebrows and squint slightly making her eyes look amazing even from this distance.

"Vinny?" Taylor said shutting her cell phone shut. I rolled my eyes at the nickname. I had told that girl over and over again not to call me that but does she listen? Hell no!

"Yeah…" I said taking another drag from my cigarette.

"I'm meeting the girls for lunch inside the cafeteria. I have to go. Bye hon." She said kissing my cheek.

"That's all I get?" I asked her.

"You have cigarette breath." Her nose twisted in disgust.

"Well excuse the hell out of me." I snapped in agitation.

She smiled and waved; her heels clicked on the pavement and she was twisting her hips as she walked. I rolled my eyes and looked over at the dark haired girl again. She smirked at me and took one last drag off of her cigarette before sticking it between her thumb and pointer finger as she flicked it to her feet and stepped on it with her converse. I watched her as she caught my eyes once more before turning back towards the school.

She walked different than Taylor did; she didn't walk with a girly sway instead her shoulders kind of went to the side with her arms swinging at her sides. She had an air of confidence to her. Not a snobby one like Taylor, but… different.

"Jesse, who is that?" I said pointing to her retreating back.

He looked up and smiled. "Delanie?" He asked. I nodded. "What about her?" Jesse didn't however, mention at that very moment that she and him used to be close friends a few years back. Jesse still missed her sometimes but, that was a different story.

"I don't know man, just curious." I said shaking my head and putting out my cigarette.

I stood up and started my way towards the school. Jesse quickly followed; he was laughing.

"What?" I asked. He gave me a face and I about punched him.

"You like her!" He stated with a smile and an accusing glare.

"I don't even know her!" I said defensively. Now I really want to punch him.

I sped up in hopes of losing Jesse but, I knew that wouldn't work. What would work though is getting to the cafeteria. It would be too loud for Jesse to nag on me about that Delanie girl. Sure she was cute but, I'm with Taylor. I don't know if I was trying to convince him or myself.

Once Jesse and I had food we sat at the table with Dominic, Letty, Leon and a few other people. The subject was quickly dropped once tomorrow's races were brought up. Thank god. The worst of the worst things could get dropped if racing came up.

"Where's the after party?" I asked.

"My house; dad's away at a race this weekend." Dominic grinned.

"I invited some people from school too." Leon threw in.

"Why don't you invite Delanie?" Jesse said with a grin.

"Who's Delanie?" Letty asked, one eyebrow rising in question.

"Her." Jesse said pointing to the dark haired girl sitting a few tables over. She was sitting with her friends laughing her ass off not caring who was watching. I had to smirk a little.

"Oh, V she's cute; why don't you invite her?" Letty said sipping her drink; still with that teasing look on her face.

"Because I'm with Taylor! Shouldn't she be the one I invite?" I snapped nastily.

"Vince I'm sorry but, I don't like your girlfriend. I mean what kind of girlfriend doesn't sit with her man. She doesn't hang out with people like us V. She hangs with the preps!" Letty shuddered, leaning up against Dominic as if he were protection from the mention of preps. They had been dating for the last few months.

"Whatever…" I said. These people were getting on my nerves!

(The next day, No One's POV)

"Here..."

Vince looked over and found Delanie standing there with a cigarette in her hand. She was wearing a plain black fitted t-shirt and jeans with her infamous converse; her hair was in a ponytail and she was wearing no makeup. She looked dressed up compared to Vince; he was wearing torn jeans and his infamous mesh top with a tank top underneath. Vince looked her up and down before speaking.

"I told you not to worry about it." Vince said with a small smile.

"So? I hate when people borrow them from me it's the least I could do." She explained, whilst sitting on the brick wall next to Vince.

He shook his head but reluctantly took the cigarette from her slim fingers. He mumbled thanks and lit it.

"I'm Vince by the way." He looked at her; studying her features. Man, she was cute.

"Yeah I know." She said confidently. He looked at her confused. "Who doesn't know Vince…he's like totally from the best street racing team ever!" She said in a fake cheerleader voice. Vince laughed. "I'm Delanie."

"Yeah, I know." It was her turn to look confused. He smirked.

They sat in a rather awkward silence; neither one having nothing to say. Vince was still not sure how to take in Delanie. She was a force to be reckoned with and they had barely talked to each other yet. She was definitely someone he could be friends with.

"So how did you and Taylor get together?" She blurted out. After it was said she looked terrified.

"Whoa, where did that come from?" He blinked.

"I mean, its just I see you out here like everyday and sometimes she's out here and some days she isn't and when she is, she completely ignores you and talks on her phone. I'm just curious as to how Barbie got with someone like you." She threw out quickly.

"What do you mean someone like me?" Vince said in disgust.

"No! No, that is NOT what I meant. It's just you're a racer and most likely a mechanic and she's Malibu fucking Barbie; just kind of an odd couple ya know?" She said softly.

Delanie couldn't believe she said what she just said. Now he was probably going to hate her right off the bat. That's happened quite a few times though. She finally gets in close and starts conversation and she says the wrong thing.

"I don't know," She stopped and listened to what he had to say. "I mean, I wonder that to sometimes." He said looking towards the ground.

She looked away and took a drag off her cigarette; flicking it, she stood up and pulled up her falling pants before looking at Vince. He still had his head down and was slowly taking hits off his cigarette.

"Well, uh I think I'm gonna go now." Delanie mumbled and turned around to walk away.

"Hey Delanie?" Vince called out. She stopped and turned sideways and looked him in the eye. "Wanna come to a party tonight?" His face was emotionless; blank. He didn't know what had possessed him to say that but he felt bad about what happened and well he wanted to see her again.

She stayed silent for a second before answering. "Yeah, sure." She smiled.

"Cool, I'll write down the directions during lunch and get them to ya." He said.

She nodded and continued her way towards the cafeteria. Vince again, couldn't help but watch her as she walked.

(Delanie)

I was happy my back was to Vince because I didn't want him to see the silly grin on my face. He just invited me to a party! I'm glad because I had to make a better second impression than the one I had just previously made. I groaned to myself not believing that had happened and finished the walk to lunch.

All through lunch I waited for Vince to come over. Right before lunch was about to end; I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and found Vince standing behind me wearing a smug look on his face. He slipped me a piece of paper and walked away. I smiled at him and turned back to my friends.

(Vince)

I was almost back to my table when Taylor stepped in front of me wearing her famous smile. I have to tell you though; she was hot! A snobby bitch sometimes but, gorgeous none the less.

"Vince, why were you over there by that weird chick?" She asked sweetly but, deep down she was pissed.

"Because the guys told me to invite her to the races after party." I said nonchalantly.

"How come I wasn't invited?" She pouted.

"Because baby, it's not something you would like. Cigarettes, booze and loud rock music; I just don't think you'd enjoy it." I gave her my best charming smile and a peck on the lips before walking back over to the guys. I heard her scoff at my back before her heels clicked in the opposite direction.

Dominic got lucky tonight; he was able to buy in to the race and he actually won. So tonight the after party was going to be crazy! The cops showed up just as we were leaving so it was easy to get away and once I had them dodged I made my way to Dominic's house. Letty and I were the first to arrive so we let in the party goers and quickly cranked up the music.

Someone even brought a keg of corona so once that was set up the party really got started. Less than ten minutes later the rest of the team showed up with a loud applause awaiting Dominic as he stepped through the door.

I filled my cup and found a spot in the corner and started playing my guitar. My thoughts ran off towards Delanie. I don't even know why I'm thinking about her. I'm with Taylor! I don't know anything about her except that her name is Delanie; she smokes Newport menthols and apparently loves her converse. She just lets off this vibe that attracts me to being around her. I sat through the whole math class trying to figure out what was wrong with me. Or even what possessed me to invite her tonight; that had slipped through my lips before I had time to think. "Probably won't even show up anyways." I thought.

I shook my head and forced myself not to think about either girl tonight and continued to strum my guitar and occasionally sip my beer.

I could see the door from where I was sitting and I saw her as soon as she walked in. She looked amazing; her hair was curled and she was wearing a grey fitted t-shirt and some simple curve showing jeans. I could tell from here that she was wearing makeup. Her eyes looked smoky and mysterious. I tried not to gawk. I also noticed that a lot of the other guys around here were gawking also. For some reason that agitated me because, it was like she was mine. Not in a girlfriend way but, I invited her and she came for me so she was mine. I stopped my brain from rambling like a damn fool.

She put her hands in her back pockets and she scanned around for what I guessed, she was looking for me. When her eyes landed on me she stopped walking and her head cocked to the side while she smiled at me. I caught glimpse of her dimples; I haven't seen them since that day in lunch. I have never seen dimples like hers before and… damn.

"Hey…" She greeted; I don't even remember her walking up to me.

"Hey yourself." I couldn't hold back my grin. "Want a beer?" She nodded.

I stood up and ushered her into the kitchen; at the moment it was empty. I grabbed a red plastic cup and filled it up for her.

"Thanks." She said taking a sip.

"I didn't think you'd show." I chuckled.

"I keep my word." She stated. We both smiled. Keeping your word was a good thing to me. One thing that had always been important to me was keeping your word and staying loyal. Taylor had never done anything horrible but little things here and there had gotten me upset because she broke her word to me. Yet, Delanie, just showed up to a party where she knew no one because she said she would.

(Four Beers Later)

"I need a smoke." Delanie mumbled.

I followed her outside and we sat on the back steps. She pulled out her pack and put one between her lips. She then tried to spark her lighter but it wouldn't work. I laughed and lit it for her with mine. I heard her mumble something along the lines of 'stupid worthless lighter' and I couldn't help but laugh at her. She was obviously buzzed.

"You're not much of a drinker huh?" I asked.

"Is it that obvious?" She said looking at me; her eyebrows her knitted together and she was squinting as if she couldn't see me. It WAS obviously that she wasn't much of a drinker you could just tell by the way her head bobbed just slightly as if it were too heavy to keep up. It made me smile.

"Well, kinda yeah." I chuckled.

"Well stop me before number ten because then I'll be dancing on tables." She laughed loudly.

"You're something else, you know that?" I couldn't believe some things that came out of her mouth.

"I've been told." She grinned like a Cheshire cat; well a drunken Cheshire cat.

We sat in a silence while we both nursed half smoked cigarettes and beers. I glanced at her every now and then just to make sure she was okay. I didn't want her barfing anytime soon. After a few minutes she got my attention.

"What?" I asked lightly. I glanced sideways at her, she was looking straight ahead.

"Can I tell you something?" She asked.

"Yeah…"

"Promise not to tell?" She asked. I chuckled.

"Yeah, I promise."

"Ok," She starts. "Well, I'm very much in like with you." She says.

Did I just hear her right? Did she just tell me she liked me? I pick my jaw up from the floor and just stare at her not really knowing what to say to that. Was it the beer talking or really her? She waits for me to say something and she looks like she's starting to get nervous. Inside this statement made me happy, I've only known her for a very short period of time but when we hang out it's like we've been friends for a long time. Taylor I've been with her a couple of months and I still feel like I know nothing about her and that can get uncomfortable sometimes.

"Oh god, I can't believe I just said that." She groaned putting her palm on her forehead. "I'm sorry Vince, I shouldn't have. I know you're with Taylor. I'll just go." She stands up mortified.

(Delanie)

Damn it! The fucking beer got to me and it made me think I could blurt out whatever the hell I want. He obviously doesn't feel the same way or he would've said something, wouldn't he? I stand up and fix my clothes; I reach down and grab my smokes and just as I'm about to turn around I feel him grip my hand. Stopping, I turned around in confusion as to why he's not letting me escape. He tugged on my arm and motioned for me to sit down next. I reluctantly do it and wait for him to tell me we're better off as friends. Vince is silent for a minute as I watch his facial expressions change. Maybe he's deep in thought about something. All I know is I want out of here and I just want the world to swallow me up right here.

I realized he still had my hand and I tried to pull away but he still had a firm grip on it. He pulls me slowly closer to him almost as if he didn't want anyone else to hear. We're inches away from each other and he's looking me straight in the eyes with a stone blank face.

"I think- I think I'm in like with you too." He says slowly.

My heart starts racing and I can feel his breath on my cheek. I give him a surprised look and move an inch closer. Vince gets closer to me and we're both breathing heavy. This is it, we're going to kiss. I close my eyes and inch closer and closer. Our lips are almost touching; I can feel the heat. I peak out of one eye and see his eyes are closed too. I quickly close them because it isn't nice to stare.

My heart stops when his lips touch mine. It's just a simple, lingering peck. He turns his head sideways allowing more room and I wait for him to deepen it.

"Vince!"

We're startled away from each other and we look up and find Dom standing there with a semi-nervous face. I feel my cheeks flush and I lay my head on my knees and groan. I couldn't believe that just happened. We both looked up at Dom with obviously looks; we both new we had got caught like two kids stealing from the candy store.

"What?" Vince growls.

"Taylor is here and she's been trying to find you and I think she's pretty pissed." Dom mutters.

"Shit!"

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