I'm sorry for the wait, my inspiration has been long gone and this one is not as long as I would like but, they will get longer!
I don't know much about the climate and things in LA so bear with me if I write it wrong, I'll write what I think seems possible.
Anyway, enjoy and thanks for the reviews I've gotten. They make me wanna finish this thing!
Chapter Three.
'Let this be the day that goes down in history' Ryder thought before snarling to herself and then grabbing the arm belonging to a infuriating waiter who'd been most rude to today's guests. He made a small yelp (which he later explained was very manly) and let himself be guided to the kitchen in the back. Also used as break room.
"This ends now!" Ryder snorted in her mind over how much that line sounded like it should be in a really action filled movie, before glaring at the red head in front of her who had his arms crossed menacingly.
"You better be-"
"Shush!" Sam stared at her with a perplexed look before righting himself, obviously he's never been interrupted before.
"Okey, just .. okey." She glanced up at him and took a few breaths before looking him in the eye.
"I am sorry okey. I know this whole day hasn't been about your sweather, it's the look I gave you when I came in through the door right?" Sam grumbled and glanced away before muttering "still mad about my sweather" and received a soft smile from Ryder.
"I know I overreacted, and I don't know why. It just .. comes naturally I guess." She quirked her lips and was relieved when she saw his do the same. She slowly took steps closer and spoke honestly.
"I don't want you to be mad at me. I need you to be my friend." Sam looked down at the short girl with curly hair who looked at him hopefully.
"Why do you have to be so darn cute" he grumbled and shook his head at the brilliant and embarrassed smile she gave him. He frowned at her annoyed and pointed a finger at her.
"You know you make it impossible to stay mad at you." Ryder smiled at him and looked at him earnestly and cocking her head to the side.
"I'll do anything to make things better Sam. Do you want to shove all those cakes out there in my face? I can go out and start putting them all in a line for you." Sam chuckled at the young girl in front of him who he knew would stand still and take whatever he dished at her. It felt nice to know, that he meant so much.
"Wait for me after work today, I want to take you somewhere." He smirked at her suspicious look but nodded slowly and turned to walk out to the guests again.
"Fine."
Three hours later she was standing outside on the parking lot, hands shoved deep down her pockets and lip between her teeth, waiting as Sam unlocked the vehicle for the evening.
"You expect me to get on a motorcycle? A Motorcycle Sam?" He chuckled to himself, knowing she would get on it in a matter of moments, she just needed to vent out her fear first.
"Now girlie, you're not named Ryder for nothing now are ya?" She snapped silent mid-whine and turned to him with a sneer.
"Oh, like I've never heard that one before. Men and their stupid ideas" she muttered and rolled her eyes and sighed heavily when Sam got on his bike and offered her a helmet.
"At least my head will work after we crash" she murmured as she felt the well padded helmet and grasped his waist tightly. Sam chuckled at her comment and patted the hand on is stomach. He started up and they were off with a squeal from both Ryder and the tires.
Their shift at the cafeƩ had ended around seven so now when the time was around eight it had started to darken a little bit, lights along the streets and through windows gave a extra thrill seeing from a motorcycle. Like she was riding with a bad ass instead of old Sammie. She giggled at the thought of telling him this but figured she was knee deep already. They drove deeper and deeper into the city and frowned when he stopped by a bright yellow car and flipped up his visor on his helmet.
"Hey Lee." A head with brown back slicked hair underneath a black knitted cap peeked out from the car window and gave Sam a smile.
"Sup' Sam? You're just in time, first race is about to start." Sam glanced back at Ryder, who was looking at Leon curiously from behind her helmet, and smirked to himself.
"I'll see ya later man, gotta show the newbie here." Leon smirked and nodded understandingly before returning to something in his car. Sam flipped down his visor and revved his bike to a loud roar, Ryder glancing to see the guy Sam called Lee shake his head with a smirk, and distantly heard Sam tell her to hold on when they sped farther in the alley and toward a narrow street with cars in every colour possible. Calls of greetings was distantly heard over the roar from the bike Sam drove through and back, for show, before stopping and laughing at Ryder who eagerly staggered from the bike.
"You maniac! Warn a girl before you do that! I am NEVER getting on that thing again, you got that!" Sam smirked at her raving form, arms flailing and glare heated, that attracted plenty of attention and took the helmet from her hands. He raised his eyebrows inquisitive.
"How do you plan on getting out of here then?" Ryder crossed her arms and absently jutted out her right hip in a intimidating move, and raised her chin.
"I'll walk" he chuckled at her, not unkindly, and spread his arms wide.
"You don't even know where you are." Ryder glanced around her, looking to the ends of the street for a sign with the streets name but found none and clenched her jaw at Sam's pleased face. She smirked at him superiorly and looked around herself dramatically.
"But you're right! How will I ever get a ride from here? You don't think I can ask somebody do you?" She glared at him and watched his eyes narrow and mouth open to sneer when they were interrupted.
"Hastings! How ya doin' man?" Ryder looked on amusedly when they did the whole manly hug thing and snorted when she felt a female presence beside her.
"Wonder if they even are aware of the fact that they are hugging exactly the same parts as they do in a regular hug?" She cocked her head to the side with a cheeky smile when Sam glared at her as if sensing her making a comment. The female beside her snorted and gave a response in a deep calm voice Ryder found strangely soothing.
"Ai chica don't tell them that or you'll be smothered in their attempts to show you what you've clearly been missing." Ryder smiled to herself and turned her head to look at the woman beside her.
"The insult in there was well hidden. I applaud you" the girl looked at her, ready to defend herself but stopped in a second of shock at Ryder's friendly smile. She was taller and older then Ryder with that Latin look a lot of girls around seemed to have. She wore a see-through shirt over a black bra that clearly showed her sleek form. When no response came, and the guys clearly still were speaking, more people involved in the conversation, Ryder stretched her hand out and nodded respectively.
"Ryder." She wasn't aware of the the hushing of conversations nor the extra looks they got, only the fact that she refused to look away from the brown eyes of the tough girl in front of her, until she felt the surprisingly soft hand join hers.
"Letty. You new around here?" Ryder shrugged and placed her left hand in her left back pocket and waved dramatically with her right hand.
"Only a few weeks, still trying to survive in this god awful heat" she ended in a southern clang and swooned her right hand to her head in a imitation of Scarlett O'Hara from Gone With the Wind. The girl named Letty laughed a short amused laugh and nudged Ryder friendly and by the looks of the people around, she'd done something right. She gave off a giggle and accepted Letty's offer to be introduced to her "chica in arms" as she called her. Ryder looked at Sam and nodded to Letty with a smile and walked off before he had time to speak back.
"So how'd ya meet Sam?" Ryder smiled and dug her hands down her pockets nervously.
"Ol' Sammie works at the coffee place I managed to get employment, stupid lady only gave it to me cause I "reminded her of her dog", who's still alive!" Ryder sneered friendly at Letty who snorted loudly and laughed.
"Shut up!" Ryder laughed and shoved at her.
"The woman's horrible, she just looked at me with that, you know that smile old people has, when you feel a little spooked if you don't really know them?-" Letty nodded amused "-and said: "You remind me of my precious Bessy" and I was like, "Oh, how sweet!" and then she points at a goddamn gray haired little poodle which were sloshing through it's dinner bowl!" Letty let out a loud guffaw and leaned against a close by car and pointed at Ryder's face, talking to herself incoherently, probably about the face Ryder'd given during the story.
"Hey Let, you aight?" A gruff voice said beside her, and Ryder looked up at with a amused smile from looking at Letty who was starting to calm down with small silent laughs in between breaths.
"Yeah, I'm fine V. This girl here just cracks me up" she laughed another few laughs before smiling at them with a shake of the head. Tall and broad was all Ryder could think when she looked at the guy who was staring at her rather stonily. He was wearing two tank tops over his chest, rather thin bands over his shoulders so you could see how broad they were and massive arms with tattoos covering them. A pair of dark blue jeans and striking blue-gray eyes. His jaw was covered with scruffy beard and his hair was brown and unruly, that famous 'just got out of bed' look.
"V, meet Ryder. Ryder this is Vince, V." Ryder nodded to him and held her hand out, looking at him impassively. He stared down her eyes before slowly trailing his eyes up and down her body, taking in the modest jeans and converse, quirking his lips over the fact that they were brown and still in good shape from obvious long term use, to her pale yellow cotton tank top with the lace from her innocent white bra peeking out and her pale blue jean jacket. Ryder kept her eyes on his face, her frown deepening the slower his gaze traveled and the more unease she felt to his silence.
"You done? I'm pretty sure I have the same body parts most women here" she snapped and heard Letty snort as his eyes shot up to her with a glare.
"You're just a girl" he growled and walked off, glaring at Letty's amused smirk. Ryder lowered her forgotten arm and rolled her eyes.
"Men, can't live with them, can't live without them" Letty snarked and smirked at Ryder's deep consenting sigh before she heard Letty call out to a approaching girl.
"Hey, Mia! Come here girl." Ryder looked up at the familiar girl and smiled.
"Fruit loops" she smiled and the girl smiled brilliantly and flashed purely white teeth.
"Hello toothpaste ad" she mumbled and smiled at Letty's quiet laugh.
"Supermarket girl, how are you?" she asked and Ryder was shocked when the girl leaned to embrace her in a hug. She smiled though at the friendly face and shrugged noncommittal.
"It's alright, never getting on a motorcycle again for the rest of my life but other then that" she smiled at the girls who nodded their agreement for two different reasons.
"I hear ya sister, prefer being the one behind the wheel" Letty started,
"I know, hate what it does to my hair" Mia continued at the same time and Ryder glanced between the two girls with a shaking head.
"Hello ladies-" the familiar vice of Sam said behind her and smirked at the three girls "-you taking care of my little newbie?" Ryder gaped insulted and swung around to hand him a piece of her mind when she was met with three more pairs of eyes. She looked between the three and smiled at the first blue pair of twinkling eyes, nodded at the second pair of brown eyes who showed neither friendly nor hostiles and then lastly glared at the, now, gray eyes of Vince. Sam and the girls looked between Vince and Ryder amusedly until the big burly brown eyed man cleared his throat.
"This is Dominick Toretto, Ryder. Dom, meet Ryder Mann" Sam introduced. Ryder slowly stretched her hand out, expecting the same reaction as Vince but grasped the hand that was swallowing her own whole.
"Nice to meet you, Ryder Mann was it?" he said in a deep voice. Somehow Ryder got the impression that he wanted her to confirm the name so he could memorize it in the back of his head, rather then being politely inquisitive. She nodded and looked him over quickly. Huge, was a understatement, he was like two of her in width, all muscles, and two of her in length. It was a bit alarming, reminding her of her father when he towered over her. She jumped away from him at that thought and fought to ignore the calculating look in his eyes, and turned to the friendly blue eyes.
"I'm Brian, need no introducer, and I'm Mia's boyfriend. I heard you were the one to help my girl at the supermarket, thank you." Ryder smiled as she saw the adoration the two held for each other and shrugged.
"Apparently I wasn't as convincing as a lesbian as I thought so you really should thank that army looking guy-"
"Harry" Mia supplied and smiled at Ryder. Ryder snapped her fingers and pointed in a way to say "That was his name!"
"You act just like a militant lesbian though girl, all hostile and like a bitch" Vince sneered malevolently and smirked at her shocked face before he was stormed at by Sam and silenced by the big form of Dom.
The silence hung in the air and after a peek at Sam she knew it was time for them to depart for a while. She turned to the girls first and said goodbye, then smiling at Brian and Dom.
"It was nice meeting you, Brian, Dom, hope to see you some other time. Come on Sammie, I need some hunka love" she burst out in laughter the second she said it and walked off with Sam rolling his eyes at the giggling girls.
The night slowly progressed, Sam walking around and talking to both guys and girls, most girls hanging off his shoulders and cooing over him. Ryder was leaning against a bright blue car hood and staring at all the amusing activity. Guys trying to impress girls, girls hanging over guys with all of their attributes hanging out. She felt somebody stop behind her so she smiled and shook her head with a small amused frown.
"Haven't these girls ever heard of "If you give the milk for free, who's gonna want the cow?" which is a bad analogy now when I think about it. It's degrading to women, even in analogy we're called cows" she turned her head to the side to glance behind her and her small smile died instantly. She clenched her jaw and looked straight forward, rigid back when she heard him snort.
"What's the matter, Sammie left you all alone when he saw the thousands of better pieces of ass" he sneered at her and smirked when she shifted further away from him as he took a seat.
"First of all, I'm the only one allowed to call him Sammie, or maybe you want to get to know him a little better-" she glanced down at his crotch and felt her cheeks blush traitorously and looked away from him "-and if he found anyone that makes him happy, I'll be happy too." She smiled when she saw their subject staggering under the weight of a big burly man, who was sloshing around with his bottle, Sam shaking at the head leaning on his shoulder and glancing Ryder's way just as she turned to hear Vince speak.
"I wonder what you had to do, to be the only one calling him that?" He smirked widely at her jerk and watched her stand to shove at him.
"You are a big fuck-"
"Cops!!" they heard several whistles and calls and Ryder frowned confused. Vince just stood up and walked to the car they'd been leaning on and opened the door to see her just standing there, looking around confused. He glanced toward Sam who was looking around for his bike and nodded to him when they got eye contact.
"Get in the car" he said and rolled his eyes at the frown on her face.
"Get in the car girl before the cops show!" On instinct she went for the look in his eyes and turned to jump in the car and missed the pleased half smirk Vince's face showed.
Let's just say that the night ended with her escaping riding behind Sam on that god awful bike.
So? What ya think? I feel like I've started to regain my writing inspiration again but still need encouraging. Let me know what ya think!
Thanks//Tilly
