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We were coming back to Forks for my Bella. I had to find her and just have her. I needed her like air humans breathe. It was impossible to live without her.
I looked up at the sound of squealing tires. There were three amazingly good looking cars coming our way. I tried to look at the drivers, wondering who could afford these. The driver of the blue car shocked me.
It was my Bella. My beautiful, beautiful Bella.
She turned, hit the brakes and her car drifted. It was dangerous, and I knew this couldn't really be her. My eyes were tricking me. She nearly skidded into the crowd, but gained back control of her car and parked perfectly parallel. She crossed the finish line - what I assumed was the finish line - and got out of the car, smiling at some boys. She had sunglasses on, so I couldn't see her beautiful brown eyes.
"Told you I'd win. Where is my prize?" She asked seductively, instantly making me want to take her as mine. "Midori should be here already, oh wait, I left her at Main."
The boys laughed and jealously shot through me. She shouldn't be hanging out with guys. Bella shouldn't be racing cars. She could die or worse, be hurt. She promised not to do anything reckless or stupid. She was breaking her promise.
"Baby cakes," An Asian boy, Japanese, whispered. "You win more than drifting. You won my heart."
Bella laughed. "Tamiga, you better get your hands off of me before I challenge you to a race."
No! he thought. I can't loose my baby. He let go of her immediately. What baby? What was so precious to him that Bella can win?
"Girl, where did you learn to drift?" Another boy asked, but his thoughts told me he already knew the answer. Bella's eyes lit up.
"Osada, you made it!"
She did some handshake with him and kissed his cheek when she finished. My heart crushed.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world. Besides, baby girl, you are the best drifter in Washington."
Bella smiled, "If only it wasn't illegal. . ."
ILLEGAL! Bella's breaking the law? That's not my Bella. She has to be an imposter.
Osada smiled. "Babygirl, you don't know the half of it. At least you still get killer money and cars for it."
Bella smiled and a green car came into view. "Ah, there's Midori."
"My lil' sis finally found her way to cars, huh?"
"Yeah, after I convinced her to dress like this," She said waving toward herself. Bella smiled and only then did I notice what she was wearing. Stilletto boots, that went past her knees, very short shorts, and a tank top that was too tight and revealing for my like in public. She put her sunglasses on top of her head, pinning her hair back in the process with them.
"Ugh, my sis turned into a slut too?" Osada smiled.
Bella laughed, just as I was about to rip his throat out. She didn't seemed to mind, which really disturbed me.
"No, she is still the virgin of the group," Bella said softly.
Osada kissed Bella's lips and my heart shattered for a second time. Bella wasn't a virgin and Osada was obviously her boyfriend. I still vow to win her back
"So, you never answered my question. How did you learn to drift?"
"My ex broke my heart and then I started up the old hobby. You could say I learned it in Phoenix, but we all know that's a lie. More like, Japan."
She's been to Japan?
"NO!" A girl screamed as she crossed the finish line and almost collided with Bella's car. "Not my baby!"
She jumped out of the car and ran the perimeter, making sure there were no scratches.
"Girl, if anything happened to it, I would have hooked you up with Tao. He's good with illegal parts," Bella smiled at her.
"That is not funny, Bella-chan!" the girl shouted.
"Midori-san, I believe I just kicked your ass in drifting. Pay up."
The boys she raced with and Midori paid Bella each with a pair of keys. Bella smiled. "My new babies."
"You coming home?" Osada asked, his arms around her waist. She grimmaced. Perhaps they weren't together?
"Do you want to end up like Tamiga?" Bella murmured.
Tamiga shifted on his foot, flushing. I decided to make a move, and walked over to Bella, but the group noticed me.
"Hey, whitey at one!" Someone shouted. "Hit it!" People rushed to cars.
Bella looked my way and then rolled her eyes. "He's not a cop, boys, Midori. That's Edward, the ex I was telling you about." People stopped moving. Bella had only spoken normally, but they had heard her perfectly fine. Strange.
Osada frowned. "Girl, he's white."
Bella smiled. "He's American. Lame ass boy, too. Too bad I'm not from here, or he would be out of town before he could count."
I walked up to Bella and pulled her into my arms. "Bella, love, I've missed you so much! What I said, it was never true. I lied."
"Let me go, Edward. And you have no right to call me love. It's not your love I hold."
"Since when did you break the law?" I asked, concerned.
"Since I can remember," She said back. "Japan doesn't really know that drifters come to America to race. It's our secret. Citizen's can get seriously punished. I like punishment." She whispered and I shivered.
"You're not from here?" I asked, shocked.
"Japanese to the core," she smiled, pulling back. "Meet my friends. My real friends. My family really. Cousins, except for Mid and Osa."
"It's Dori!" Midori cried. "Not Mid!"
"You're. . . Japanese?" I asked.
"Yeah, remember Eric Yorkie?" I nodded. "My bro from another mo."
"Your dad's white," I said without thinking.
She looked at me, sizing me up. "And I am Japanese."
"But you look American." I blurted again.
She narrowed her eyes at me. "I know that, but I am not American or have white blood in me. Charlie adopted me when I was thirteen. He was a racist pig like you too, Edward. He said he picked me because I looked American."
She looked really pissed.
"You do, though! Wait, your adopted?" I asked, holding her face in my hand. A gun was drawn and pointed at me.
"Osada, put the Hole Maker away. He ain't scared of a little metal." Bella said sweetly. She reached into her backpocket and pulled out a gun.
"Unless it's from me."
She pointed it at my face. "You gonna scram, or am I going to have to shoot you?"
"Bella, that's a loaded weapon!" I said, shocked. "What are you doing with that! You'll get yourself killed."
She laughed and stepped out of my reach. She pulled the trigger. "Bam!" She whispered. I winced, but nothing happened.
She laughed. "Told you he'd fall for it!"
Osada laughed. "Girl, you know his soft spots. How far did you go with him?"
"Virgin," She whispered, pointing at me.
Osada smiled. "Really?"
"Yeah, it was Tiko that was my first." A boy in the back of their group flushed. "That was until I learned he was my cousin. Things got a little awkward."
Tiko laughed, "That's an understatement."
"That's why Mimo gave me up," Bella explained to me. "It went against the 'customs' of her family. She contacted me after you left and said that the group was coming over. Thank god I'd learned Engish."
"Wait, you're related to Eric?"
She nodded. "My birth dad remarried to Hana-san and they had Eric. My mom was prego with me at the time."
I shook my head, in disbelief. "Esme and Carlisle want to talk to you," I said, reading their thoughts. "They are waiting at the house."
Bella looked conflicted. "Um, actually, I got to lock my babies up," she jingled her keys, which I made a note to confiscate before she rode on them,
"And then I get to my new apartment. Thanks M- Dori!"
Midori grumbled. "As long as it stays nice, I better be able to come over."
"You will!" Bella laughed. "I'll be at the Cullen's house in fifteen. I got to lock up, have a quicky with Osa, and then be right over."
My heart stopped. 'A quicky' could only mean one thing.
I nodded and turned away. When I was by the forest, Bella laughed.
"I can't believe he thought your getting lucky, Osa. We keep it purely to moment."
He chuckled and kissed her cheek. "I'll drive a car. Give me one of your keys."
She handed him a yellow key. "The yellow car, O."
"I got that," He smiled. He jogged over to a yellow car. He started the engine and the road underneath it glowed yellow.
Bella got in her blue car and hit the gas. She was out of sight in five seconds flat, going at least two hundred, and she hated my driving.
I ran back to the house. "She'll be here in five minutes," I said, and everyone came down.
"How did she react?" Esme asked.
"Um, you might want to see for yourself," I said, still recovering.
My drift racing/street racing story from my poll! Enjoy!
-Nastya