*Here is the first chapter of the prequel to RAce against Time and Our Perfection.*
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Summer had just begun in Pensacola, Florida. The sun was shining and the sky was as blue as it could get with the perfect white clouds. Tayla Rodriguez and her friend Isabelle were driving home from the gym. Tayla had the windows rolled down and the music turned up in the car blasting the latest Justin Timberlake song as she drove toward the intersection. Tayla and Isabelle were too busy talking and not paying attention to the road in front of them. Roman Reigns was driving toward the same intersection on his way to his friend's house a few blocks away. Roman too had his music blaring and was talking on his cell phone as he approached the intersection. Tayla stopped at the stop sign as Roman approached the intersection. Tayla expected him to stop and pulled out into the middle of the intersection. SCREECH! BANG! Roman tried to slam on his brakes but it was too late he had crashed into the passenger's side of Tayla's car where Isabelle was sitting. "Damn it," he said to himself.
"What the hell!" yelled Tayla. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah," said Isabelle as she rolled her neck around. It had already started to hurt from the crash but other than that she was fine. Roman motioned to them to pull out of the intersection so that they could exchange insurance information. "Look at this guy," said Isabelle. "He wants you to pull up onto that street," she said pointing to the street in front of them.
Tayla pulled off onto the side of the road in the quiet neighborhood just past the stop sign. Roman turned onto the street and pulled in front of Tayla. Tayla put her car in park and turned it off as Roman did the same with his car. "My parents are going to kill me," she said as she opened her car door. Her parents had just bought her the 2003 Honda Civic as her graduation gift. She got out of the car and walked over to the passenger's side and looked at the damage from Roman's car. There was a big dent in the side of her car. "Yep," she said as Isabelle rolled down her window, "I am dead. Can you hand me my insurance information?" she asked. Isabelle reached into her glove compartment and pulled out all of Tayla's insurance information. "Thanks," said Tayla as she took it from her. "Is he going to get out of the car or what? This is his fault."
"I don't know," said Isabelle looking at Roman's Ford Explorer parked in front of them. She saw the door open and said, "the door is open."
Tayla stepped off the sidewalk and approached Roman. "Don't you know what a stop sign is?" she yelled as Roman stepped out of the car as she walked closer to him. "It usually means you…" she stopped what she was saying when she got a look at Roman. He was gorgeous. He had on a white wife beater, his tan skin glistened in the sun and there was sweat glistening from his freshly buzzed hair. The sweat on his muscles was glistening in the sunlight. Roman came closer to her as he held his own insurance information in his hand. Tayla looked into his blue-green eyes as he stood in front of her.
"I'm sorry," he said flashing her a smile. "I'm sorry. I was on my phone and I wasn't paying attention. I am so sorry."
"Well," said Tayla snapping out of her thoughts. "You should watch where you're going. I mean you ran a stop sign. You could have killed us. Would that have been worth it?"
"No," he said. "I told you I was sorry. Are you okay? Do you need an ambulance or anything?"
"No," she said. "And my friend is okay too."
"Okay good," he said as he waved at Isabelle. She waved back. "You were blasting that Justin Timberlake music pretty loud."
"I'm surprised you heard it over your Chingy," she said.
Roman laughed and said, "Sorry."
"Well, I need your information," she said. She was demanding and Roman liked that. Not too many girls he knew were as assertive as Tayla. Roman handed it to her as she handed him hers. "Roman," she said.
"Tayla," he said, "that's a different name. It's pretty."
"Thank-you," she said with a smile. She could feel her face turning red. He was so gorgeous and that voice; that deep voice, gave her butterflies as he spoke to her. They gave each other their phone numbers just in case something went wrong with their insurance. Tayla and Roman gave their insurance information back to each other. "Well, next time watch where you're going and watch for stop signs," said Tayla with a smile.
"I will," he said with a smile. "You have a good day."
"You too," she said with a smile before he walked away. Tayla watched him walk to his car before he got in he waved at her. She waved back before she walked to her car. She got into her car as Roman pulled off. "That wasn't so bad but his insurance bill is about to go through the roof but how hot was he?" she asked.
"Pretty hot," said Isabelle. "He was hot."
"Tell me about it," said Tayla as she put the car in drive. "But I will probably never see him again. I just want him to pay for my car and we'll be all good but Is, he was so gorgeous and his voice. His voice gave me butterflies and his eyes," she said as she drove off, "those eyes were so beautiful. They were like a blue green color and those muscles. He was like a Greek God."
"You're crazy," said Isabelle as they laughed together. "You should have asked him out."
"Yeah no," she said. "I would never be his type anyway."
"You never know," said Isabelle.
Tayla and Isabelle pulled into her parents' driveway. They walked into Tayla's house. "Mom, Dad," said Tayla as she laid her keys down on the table by the front door. "I'm home."
"How was the gym?" asked her dad.
"Fine," she said. "Um, where's mom. I have to tell you something."
"In the living room," he said as they walked to the living room. "What did you do?"
"It's not so much what I did but what someone else did," she said as they went into the living room. "Hey, Mom, how are you doing today?" asked Tayla as she felt her heart start to race and her palms start to sweat. She was scared of her dad but she was more scared of her mom and was petrified to tell her that she had been in a car accident.
"I'm good," said her mom Tianna. "What happened, Tayla?" she asked as she pulled her dark brown hair into a ponytail to face Tayla and Isabelle. Tayla stood silently not sure if she was ready to tell her. "Tayla," her mom said with the usual mother tone.
"On our way home I was in a car accident," she said.
"What?" asked her father Miguel, "did you say a car accident?"
"Yes," she said as she looked at the angry looks on her parents' faces.
"It wasn't her fault," said Isabelle.
"WE just bought you that car," said Tianna. "And now you go out and wreck it?"
"Technically it wasn't my fault. It was the guy that hit me so HE was the one that wrecked my car. I didn't."
"This is your second car accident in 4 months," said Miguel. "Do you need to go back to driving school? Do you think I enjoy my insurance going up because you can't drive?"
"I told you it wasn't my fault," said Tayla. "He didn't stop at the stop sign and hit me as I went through. It was him it wasn't me. I know how to drive. I'm just not good at it."
"At least you're honest about that," said Tianna, "so did you get all his information?"
"Yes," said Tayla, "and the police didn't come."
"You should always have the police come at an accident in case his insurance company tries to fight it," said Miguel. "And you gave him your information?"
"Yes," said Tayla.
"Okay," said Miguel, "if he ran the stop sign he is at fault but the police should have still been called so that there is proof of that."
"I know," she said. "But he was hot."
"Tayla, you have no time for guys," said Tianna. "You have college in a couple months. Focus on that don't worry about anyone being hot. You have more to worry about than that besides if this guy can't even stop at a stop sign he's not very bright. You knew what a stop sign was at 2."
"Okay," said Tayla as she rolled her eyes. "We're going upstairs now."
"Tayla, don't give me the attitude."
"Whatever," she said as her and Isabelle went upstairs. "My mom is ridiculous. The reason I never had a boyfriend in high school because I was too young and needed to focus. Any time I mention that a guy is good looking or cute she always tells me to focus on school or something else. I swear she wants me to be alone the rest of my life."
"That's what moms do," said Isabelle as she laid down on Tayla's bed.
"Get off of there with your sweaty body," she said.
"Okay," said Isabelle as she got up and walked over to Tayla's desk chair and sat down. "So how is your mom going to handle you going away for college? She isn't going to be able to control."
"I know," said Tayla, "I can't wait till I get out of here."
"I don't blame you," she said, "so are you coming with me to Lucas' party tomorrow night?"
"I don't know if I can escape Tianna jail," she said. "I should be there. What are we doing again?"
"It is a beach party. There is going to be a bond fire, drinking and some other stuff. There will also be a lot of cute guys there for you, Tay. You have to go."
"I'll try," she said, "I will just tell my mom I'm going to the movies or something. I don't know but I'll be there."
"Good," she said. "I think you should call that guy and invite him."
"Yeah because that doesn't sound crazy at all and his name is Roman."
"Ooh you know his name."
"Yeah," she said with a smile. "I won't forget it. It's cute."
"You're in love."
"I am not," said Tayla with a smile but Roman had definitely gotten to her.
Meanwhile Roman was at his friend Lucas' house hanging out getting ready to go to the gym. "What happened to your car?" asked Lucas.
"I got in a car accident on my way here," he said, "I ran a stop sign."
"Nice move, Bro," he said, "nice move."
"I know and the girl was so pissed about it. I apologized but she was still upset."
"I would be too if you hit my car because you weren't paying attention."
"I know I fucked up," he said. "But Lucas this girl was so hot. She was absolutely beautiful. She has this long curly brown hair, the prettiest dark brown eyes and her body was perfect. She wasn't too skinny but she wasn't too big either she was in the middle and it was perfect. She had a pretty name too, Tayla. I love it."
"Well, did you ask her out?" he asked.
"No," said Roman. "She was already pissed with me for hitting her car besides there is no way she is into me. She didn't seem interested."
"No shit because you just hit her car she wasn't exactly going to make out with you for that."
"I know but still," he said.
"You need a girlfriend," said Lucas. "You should have asked her out."
"No," said Roman. "I wouldn't do that."
"You should have," said Lucas. "Your dad is going to kill you for that you know that right?"
"Yeah," he said, "but it's not a big deal. He'll just pay it off."
"You rely on your dad's money too much. You're lucky. My dad would make me pay for it."
"I know," said Roman with a smile.
"So did you get her phone number?" asked Lucas.
"Yeah," said Roman. "Why?"
"Call her and invite her to my party tomorrow night," he said.
"I'm not calling her. That's going to make me look like a stalker besides I wouldn't invite a girl like that to one of your crazy parties. The cops will show up or something crazy will happen."
"It's a beach party with a bond fire nothing will happen. Invite her," he said.
"Yeah your parties always get out of hand," said Roman, "I'll pass. Are there going to be a lot of girls at your party tomorrow?"
"Yeah," he said.
"Maybe I'll meet someone there then. I won't bug Tayla. I'll just let it go," said Roman, "but I just can't get her out of my mind."
*A/N: So what did you think? Is it a keeper? Please review and thank-you for reading.