Twists and Turns
BELLA'S POV
I slowly stepped out of the silver Volvo that Edward had bought me. It was unnecessary, but Edward had insisted on getting me into something faster than my old beat up truck. Which wasn't hard considering you could barely push it over 50 mph.
He had wanted to get me a corvette, but I through a fit and convinced him that the shiny silver Volvo was fast enough. In truth, it was to fast for me. But not for Edward, he was obsessed with speed. Speed and racing. that's why I am here, at the heart of underground street racing in Miami. Hundreds of cars were parked blaring music out of their cars. Everyone was pumped to start racing. Edward and his sister Alice pulled up on either side of my car. Edward with his bronze hair and perfect features was driving his Mercedes guardian with two tons of armor and bullet proof glass for run ins with the cops. Alice who was barely 4'11 and with her spiky hair was driving her yellow Porsche. Edward hopped out of his car and kissed me long and hard. My breathing quickened and he chuckled. "you ready to race love?" he whispered.
"No, but I'm ready to watch you race," I answered
He rolled his eyes. He has wanted to get me to race ever since he bought be the Volvo. "Your going to have to race sometime," He nearly whimpered, "Alice might force you she's been begging to race you."
"What's wrong with racing Rosalie?" I asked Alice.
"she cheats, and whenever I win she still gets all the guys." Alice folded her arms like she was a little baby.
"What about Jazz?" asked Edward raising an eyebrow.
"can't I be appreciated by more than one man?" pouted Alice
"ha ha lets just get to the racing okay guys," I pleaded.
"fine by me," said Edward stalking towards the group that was forming around Emmett who was Edward's right hand man.
"Hey Em!" called Edward.
"Hey Edward your never going to believe whose back."
"who?"
"James, and he's dying for a rematch."
