Well, Here's the first chapter. I had a brain blast so I had to do it while the inspiration lasted.

Prologue

"Silver, honey." A pink 1964 Ford Thunderbird spoke.

I slowly wake.

"It's time for school. Kyle will bring you to school." My mother tells me gently.

My mother is a gentle one. She always speaks to the family gently. My father, on the other wheel, is military. I am considered a brat because of my father. My father fixes the military vehicles, though. He is a dull green 1964 Ford Galaxie 500 XL. My brother is the best. He treats me with respect. Normally, brothers and sisters don't get along very well. They think each other are embarrassing. Well, for my brother and I, we never thought that. Sure, we have our disagreements but we still treat one another as we were friends. He is a blue 1993 Ford Escort. I am a white with silver marking 1994 Ford Mustang. My family wanted a mustang since it came out 1964. So, they asked for one. The year is 1999. So, that makes me 5 years old and my brother is 6. My brother and go to elementary.

I drove out my garage to see Kyle, my brother, sitting in the driveway, facing the street. "Ready to go, sis?"

I nodded nervously. The school starts a new year today and I am super nervous.

"Hey," Kyle nudges me playfully. "If anyone bugs you, I will be there." He starts his engine; I do too.

"Have a good first day of school, you two." Calls our mother at her garage door. We both drive down the driveway then took a left on the street. "Tell me all about it when you get back."

"We will, mom." Kyle calls he looks to me. "Now, remember, the maximum speed on this street is 25. You can go between 20-25 miles. No more, no less."

I nod.

"Tell me what I said." He gives me a gentle smile.

I look to the street. "To go between 20-25 miles since the maximum speed limit is 25." I repeated almost to a whisper.

"Good." Kyle congratulated. "You are learning." For a 6 year old, Kyle was the smartest car I have ever met and I am proud to be his sister. "Come on," he drove down the street and I nervously followed. I kept looking down at my dashboard to make sure I was not speeding. I noticed Kyle giving me a playful smirk. "You numbskull. You should feel it, not see it." I learned that the hard way with dad. Every time I looked at my dashboard, I would have drop and give him 5 miles for each time I looked down. So, I am teaching you the same. Minus the five miles every time you look. I will ignore you when you do that." He smirks evilly.

This scared me. I loved his attention. I felt determined now. I wanted to prove I don't have to look when I drive.

"You go first." He nudges me forward. "You should know where school is, right?"

I nodded.

"Then go, silly." Kyle urged.

I gulped with fear. 'I have to show him I can do this.' I drove forward, slowly at first. At the desired speed, I kept it there, just by feeling it.

"You're doing well." Kyle coaxed encouragingly. "Now, there's a stop sign ahead. What do we do?"

I looked to my right. Sure enough, there was a stop sign approaching. "Do a complete stop?"

"Good." Kyle nodded as we both did a complete stop at the sign. "Now what?"

"We look for oncoming traffic." I said nervously.

"Good." Kyle said. "Can we go?"

I looked both ways. No car. "Yes."

We drove forward again. The school was approaching.

"We go 40 along these streets. So we can go 35-40 miles." Kylie's said as we picked up the speed. "There's a crosswalk and a yield sign. What do we do?" Kyle asked as we neared a sidewalk. To my right was a yellow triangle meaning yield.

"We slow down and look for pedestrians." I say.

"Who has the right of way?" Kyle asked.

"Pedestrians. So I need to stop at the white line for them to cross." I said. Sure enough, there two forklifts driving along the sidewalk to the crosswalk. We stopped.

"When can we go?" Kyle asked.

"When the pedestrians have all the way crossed." I replied. Once they fully crossed, we drove forward. We were coming up to a roundabout with yield signs. "We slow and see if there are oncoming traffic, if not, we have the right of way." We slowed and then made our way around. Up came a street. The other four streets had cars already there but all four streets had the red octagon. It was a stop sign, again. I made complete stop and let the cars that got there first go, I went forward but my brother stayed behind. I panicked.

"Don't worry, Silver. I will be there in a moment." Kyle called.

I slowed to a 35 to wait. Kyle caught up and went back to my desired speed.

"We are nearing school grounds. We need to go back to 25." Kyle instructed. We slowed down. We neared our turn so I stopped, waited for a good time to go and entered. "Here, we go at 15." Kyle said. "We will have to go to the front for our schedules." We did just that. By the looks, Kyle and I had same classes. "Great." He smiled. I did too. "First off is home room." We left the front and went to a huge garage. It kind of looks like a small hanger. The garage doors were open. "Okay, we have about 10-15 minutes before class starts. Do you want to find out seats? I want to meet a few friends"

I nodded nervously.

"Will you be okay?" Kyle looked concerned.

"Yeah." I said near a whisper.

"I will sit next to you before class starts." Kyle drove off leaving me alone. I felt sick to my gas tank. I turned ready to find Kyle's and my seat. Kyle had been held back a year so he was in my class year. It was kindergarten for me. Normally, Kyle would be in first grade. Before I could enter my class room, a pick-up stood in my way. I pulled my breaks to a stop. Nervously, I look up to this black pick-up.

"Where do you think you are going?" The pick-up grinned. His dark brown eyes boring mischievously into my frame.

I said nothing. I just stood there.

"Can't you speak?" He growled as he drove more toward me. He had quite big wheels. I figured he was in 4th grade. Why was he picking on me?"

"Hey, Wingo!" Called Kyle. I looked over to see a bright green car.

The Bright green car, Wingo, looked up. "Hey!" Wingo smiled. "What's up?"

"Taking my sister to class. This will be her last year in kindergarten. Same with me. Man, I can't believe I was held back." Kyle said.

"Aw, the white car is scared." The black pick-up teased. I kept backing up with fear in my eyes. I wanted to yell for Kyle but I couldn't find the words. "Can't call for help, eh?" He snickered.

Just as my luck was dimming, I hear a car call out. "Yo! Pick-up!" I hear an unfamiliar voice call. We both look to see a magenta 1993 Chevrolet Corvette Lister glaring angrily at the pick-up. "Pick on someone your own size!" She growls.

"Oh yeah?" The pick-up growls as he faces the corvette.

"Yes!" She growls. "Or you will get a dent shaped like my wheel."

"You wouldn't" the pick-up growls.

"So, if you want to keep that pretty shape, you better squeal those tires to your classroom and leave my friend alone." She growls.

"This isn't over, pretty." The pick-up growls at us then drives away as if nothing ever happened.

The corvette calmed herself before driving up to me. "Are you okay?" She asks.

I nervously nodded.

She tilts her body sideways. "Can't you speak?"

I stare at her then nodded slowly.

"You're shy." She smiles. "I'm Kallie. What's yours?"

"Silverwind." I whispered.

"What a fitting name." Kallie said. "Well, I hope that bozo doesn't come and bother you again."

"Silver!" Calls Kyle as he drives up to me. "Why haven't you picked our seats yet?" He sounded a little concerned.

"For your information, bud, she was being bullied." Kallie growled.

"What?!" Kyle looked shocked. "I did not know."

"Well, tough. I helped her." Kallie growled.

"He was speaking to me." Wingo hissed. "How was he supposed to know his sister was in trouble?"

"Your sister?" Kallie asked.

"Yes. Who are you?" Kyle stares at Kallie. I knew he did not trust her.

"I'm Kallie. Who are you?" She hissed.

"I'm Kyle." He calmly said.

"Well, Silver will be sitting with me in home room. And you can't tell me otherwise." Kallie starts nudging me into the classroom. I pulled my breaks and Kallie stopped. "Why you pull your breaks?" She asks.

I shook my body in a no manner. I made a u turn and drove to my brother. I felt really scared without being near my brother. I knew he did not mean to leave me to get bullied like that.

"I don't think you are a good influence on my sister." Kyle glares.

Kallie glares but decides not to say anything about his comment. "Fine. Silver, if you need anything. You know I am around." She drives into home room.

"Silver," Kyle gets my attention, "Meet my friend Wingo." He moves away to reveal the bright green Eclipse.

Wingo sat there with a nervous smile. I stood there with fear. Wingo's expression dimmed at seeing mine. "What's wrong?"

"She is just shy. She never leaves my side unless I tell her too." Kyle sits next to me. "She should grow out of it soon."

"I hope so." Wingo stares at me. And with that, the bell rings to get to class.