Off the tracks pt1
Nothing but freedom infront of her,the past desperately giving chase trying to catch up. The cool spring wind,curling her hair around her face even though she had most of it tied back-still some stubborn strands had broken free to play with the wind from the open window. Lights in her rearview mirror,became smaller and smaller until they were just pin pricks. She wasn't surprised, not many local racers stood a chance against her, nor the horse power to take on her baby. A caribbean blue dodge Viper with banana yellow flames painted over the hood and the tail fin. Talia's lavender eyes left the mirror to look at the black road ahead. She knew this track well, and loved it-she'd raced it enough times that she could almost run it in her sleep. She'd shift gears as she came into the last and largest of the turns of the track-she loved this turn the most as she felt so connected with her slowly, taking the turn faster then she should, she didn't care. This was as close to flying as she would ever come in her life and it felt as if time slowed right down to nothing. Half opened eyes,she'd watch her headlights glide over the smooth ridges of the track, and for the briefest of moments life wass perfect. Then,a red blurr passed her headlights, finishing the turn before her. Talia's eyes snapped into focus,widening as she saw something that seemed impossible. 'Where did you come from?' She growled, there was no way the rest of the racers had caught up to her-she should be finished by the time they hit this turn. Not to mention none of their cars could cut that turn shorter then her, not in their bulky bruisers.. The moment of bliss was shattered, now was time for action! Growling again as she shifted gears to come out of the turn,she had to catch up to the red blurr. He was fast, but so was she.
Talia would have to work hard to keep up with this new car. She was so focused on beating him that it took a few moments for her to fully process that she hadn't seen this car at any of the races before now. Though,it was clear that the driver took pride in his car,it was clearly his baby just as her viper was her's. There was a bond between them, and she had yet to even lay eyes on his face. Not that it mattered, she would beat him like she beat all the others and then deny him in the cruel game she often played with these men. She was in it for the cars and the thrill, she cared very little for those that actually partook in the lifestyle. The red car pulled ahead again, and she'd laugh, enjoying the challange this driver was giving her. 'Oh no you don't. ' she breathed to herself as a hand slid from the wheeel to flick at a switch. Sending her flying into the lead, after the massive boost her car gained from the nos tank. It was a dangerous move, especially when she had yet to see the driver's style-he could have easily clipped her and sent her into a death spin. But the fact that he hadn't,proved that he had some integrity. 'Sorry buddy...but this is my track.' She'd grin again, face full of excitement-it had been so long since she had felt like this. It was,addicting. That was the best word she could think of to describe how she felt from this rush.
Glancing in her mirror, she saw the red car pulling back. Why? She knew that he could catch up,even after her boost. Her paranoid side hit her like a brick wall, as she found herself watching behind her more then what was infront of her. Did he know something that she didn't? She'd begin to slow her speed, beginning to think that he might have a police scanner but by that time, it was too late. From either side of her came the brilliant red,white and blue lights from police cruisers as they came down on her. They'd been waiting for the chance to catch some illegal racers. 'Shit!' She slammed her hands against the wheel. There was no way she could pick up enough speed to escape, and she'd been clearly racing so that she couldn't even try to pretend she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Dammit! The man driving that sexy car had set her up! He must of been an under cover cop, or working with them. Kind of like those Fast and Furious movies. Talia growled angerly, if she ever saw that driver again, she'd make sure he regretted this!
Time seems to drag by when your grounded.
'I'm dying!' Talia whined, following her best friend threw the crowd. It had only been a month since she had her car impounded by the police. Thankfully, she'd made bail, and the cops weren't going to scrap it. Sell it, or auction it...after they gutted it. She had to find a way to save her baby before they hurt him. Dawna Dai, had dragged Talia to the 'full moon legal race' that happened in the big city once a month, it was a way to try and cut down the illegal racing and also try to help both racers and law enforcement to have a community to go to. But Talia's mood wasn't improving. Feeling the roar of the various cars, rumbling threw her core only caused her to long more for her own car. Shut in a dark strange garage, cold and alone. getting abused and no freedom to run on the roads. Some may find it foolish for her to put human traits in her car, but she wasn't the only one. 'Moons. Don't worry. Sevenshift won't be killed.' Moons was her nickname that only closest friends called her, and Sevenshift was the name they gave her viper the day she won it. The first real race she had ever driven and won was for his papers. 'I don't know...' she'd wrap her arms around herself, glancing out over the sea of cars. 'Stay here. I'm going to get something to cheer us up. okay?' 'Yea...' She'd have no emotion in her voice as Dawna darted off to the shaved ice stand. Normally the sugary icy treat would do just the job, but never had Talia felt so lost, or been in so much trouble. Leaning against a wall, she'd try to think of all the people they had talked to, had tried to rally together and help save her car. And for all her friend's effotst, she had to try to at least pretend to be having a good time-to let Dawna know that her intentions and efforts was appreciated. Mayebe they'd hit the pizza parlor after the racers were done for the night.
That was,until her eyes fell upon a familiar sexy red car. Jumping away from the wall, Talia's eyes widened. He was there! The jerk that got her car impounded! There was no way, she could let him get away with what he'd done! Franticaly, she'd push her way through the lumbering crowd, making a mad dash to where her friend was. Dawna had just put in their order, when Talia grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around. 'Hey! Moons?' Dawna's anger faded to confusion as she saw the panic on her friend's face.'I need your car.' 'Excuse me?' 'Gimme your keys' 'What-no-Moons' Dawna shifted away from her. 'I need a car-Dawna-the man who got Seven impounded is here!' 'Moons-No-if he's a cop...' 'Its legal tonight!' 'But your not allowed to drive..period!' 'I'll go to jail. pay the fine. Whatever. but this is personal. I need this.' Talia felt tears prickling the corners of her eyes as she tried desperately to convince her friend to loan her the car. She honestly didn't know what was driving her to act like a mad man, it was almost like some other force was pushing her to be next to that red car that had changed the game...