Authors note: Ok so my first story was obviously a bust because no one read it, so I hope you the readers like this one better. Anywho I hope you like it.

Disclaimer- I don't own Cars or the characters just my Ocs.

""So on one hand, honey is an amazingly sophisticated
and efficient food source. On the other hand it's bee
backwash." - Alton Brown.

Squidward: Repeat after me. "I have no talent"
Spongebob: I have no talent.
Squidward: "Mr. Tentacles has all the talent".
Spongebob: Mr. Tentacles has all the talent.
Squidward: "If I'm lucky, some of Mr. Tentacles talent can rub off on me".
Spongebob: If I'm lucky, Mr. Talent can...rub...his tentacles on my...art... (smiles)

"To the world you may be one person,
but to one person you may be the world"- Bill Wilson

Chapter One

It's the beginning of the racing season and all of the racers are meeting at the track for a pre-race run. This year is different however because there is a new addition to the Lightning McQueen Rust-eze team. Her name is Breeze Gram and she is a light purple monte carlo, with lime green eyes and the racing number 77. Of course she had the Rust-eze logo on her hood and her back fin. Breeze was having a conversation with her crew chief when Chick Hicks and his crew chief Jimmy Cobb(he likes to be called Cobb, it's his nickname ca va?) drove by.

"Mercy me, check out the curves on that babe," Cobb said gawking Breeze.

"Will you knock it off," Chick told him.

"Just look," Cobb said.

Chick sighed and looked up to see Breeze.

"Oh..." Chick said his jaw hanging open.

"See what did I tell you, hey she's the new racer this year..." Cobb said.

"Are you serious?" Chick asked giving his crew chief a taken aback look.

"Oh yeah now I know who I'm gonna be watching on the track," Cobb said.

"Ok, knock it off come on I like girls just as much as any guy does but she's a racer and a woman, she isn't just a thing to stare at she is a car like everyone else, we should respect her," Chick said.

Cobb scoffed, "You city boys," he said with a laugh.

Breeze turned from talking to her crew chief and looked up to see Chick. She flashed him a pretty smile and was about to open her mouth to say something when her name was called.

"Hey-hey did you see that, she smiled at you," Cobb said with a wink.

"What are you ten?" Chick asked.

"Chick's got a girlfriend, Chick's got a girlfriend," Cobb sang laughing.

Chick rolled his eyes and sighed. "And this guy is my crew chief..." he said shaking his fender.

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"Breeze are you excited about the first race of the season?" a reporter asked her.

"Oh yes I'm very excited," Breeze said with a smile.

"How do you feel about being part of the Rust-eze team?" another asked her.

"Oh I love it," Breeze answered.

"Breeze!"

"Breeze!"

"Breeze!"

Breeze heard her name being called repeatedly and soon everyone's voice had merged into one loud irritating buzz. Then the flashes from cameras began blinding her. "Oh well might as well embrace the press..." she thought.

"Make sure to get my good side," she said with a wink as she posed for picture after picture.

"Do the thing do the thing!" one of the paparazzi yelled.

Breeze spun around and shot a piercing erotic look at the camera, "Ka-chow," she said enticingly.

The crowd roared and one by one they departed taking there cameras and questions with them.

"Isn't that what McQueen says?" Cobb asked.

"Yes," Chick said angrily just realizing that this new racer was part of Lightning's racing team.

"Aw man that sucks, all your chances of getting that girl just went down the sink...but wait...not necessarily I mean there's a good chance she's not friends with him," Cobb told Chick.

"Lightning buddy hey!" Breeze said happily as she spotted the red racecar approaching her.

"Never mind your screwed," Cobb said. "I'll see you in a bit..." he said as he turned and drove off leaving Chick alone.

"Hey Chickster!" Chick heard a familiar voice yell. "Oh great..." he thought.

"I know you hear me, come on over here!" the voice yelled again.

Chick turned and saw Lightning staring at him. He reluctantly drove over to the red racecar getting ready for the insults.

"Hey long time no see, how was off season?" Lightning asked him.

Chick shot a glare at him, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"What? I can't ask you how you've been?" Lightning asked.

Chick didn't answer.

"Well anyways I've been great, oh I have someone you need to meet," Lightning said. "Breeze!" he called. The purple monte carlo drove up next to Lightning and smiled.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"This is Chick Hicks," Lightning said. "And Chick this is Breeze Gram, she's a part of my team now!"

"Hi," Breeze said with a smile.

"Unh...hi," Chick said back.

"With her as a teammate I'm bound to win this year," Lightning boasted.

"Whoa, hey just because you got some new racer on your team doesn't mean...," Chick started. Chick was interrupted by a few wolf whistles coming from a small group of passing racers. Breeze narrowed her eyes as they passed.

"If you'll excuse me," Breeze said with a smile as she turned and followed them.

"Ok?" Lightning said.

"Hey you boys got something to say to me?" Breeze asked them angrily. The three racers turned around and faced her.

"Unh..."they stammered.

"You three better watch your backs cuz I'll wipe the track with you!" Breeze threatened.

The three burst out in laughter and Breeze let out a sigh and rolled her eyes. "What's so funny she asked?"

"Like you could beat any of us on the real race track honey," the first car said. He was a monte carlo who was yellow and blue and obviously sponsored by auto parts company called DECO, he bore the racing number 59 and had dark chocolate colored eyes.

"Yeah you wouldn't stand a chance sweetheart," the second one said. He was a dark navy colored monte carlo with two parallel white stripes doing down the front of his hood. His sponsor was also DECO, he had bright chestnut colored eyes and his racing number was 16.

"You'd just embarrass yourself," the third guy said. He was a bright yellow Honda with a red vertical line going down his hood. His sponsor was Krasnai Dental, his racing number was 2 and he had green eyes.

"Hm right, right and what are your names?" Breeze asked still glaring at them.

"Jim Gunn," the first one said.

"Buck Dicamillo," the second one said.

"Dustin Eaton," the third one said.

"Ok, ok boys how about I prove you wrong!" Breeze said with a smirk. "I challenge you to a race right here, right now!"

The three exchanged looks and than burst out in laughter again.

"In your dreams sweetie!" Dustin laughed.

"No way!" Buck said.

"Oh I see how it is your afraid to lose to a girl is that it?" Breeze asked.

Jim scoffed, "No way."

"Oh ok it's chauvinism then, your gonna discriminate against me because I'm not one of the guys or are you waiting for the race so you can smash me into the outside wall?" Breeze asked.

"She's crazy," Chick blurted out. Both he and Lightning were watching and listening in on her conversation.

"That's Breeze for you," Lightning said proudly.

Chick gave Lightning a strange look and then turned she attention back to Breeze.

"Look lady we just don't feel like racing against that's all!" Buck said.

"Ok, then how about this," Breeze said. "If you win Buck you can take me out on a date tonight, and if I win the car who comes in second place within a second I'll take out to dinner tonight."

"Well..." Jim said with a little laugh. "Ok, we'll race you."

"We will?" Dustin asked.

"Yes now shut up!" Buck said.

"Hey!" a voice said. Breeze turned to see Chick driving up to them. "I'll take you up on that offer too...I wanna see what the new girl's got."

"Sure you do Chick," Buck said with a laugh.

"Ok Chick," Breeze said. "So come on boys!"

"Good luck Breeze, see you later run the track with them!" Lightning called to his teammate.

to be continued...