I do NOT own the Fast and The Furious Series.
Lori and Junior drove down the highway in her Porsche. Even as she drove, she continued to use her phone, and surprisingly, Junior was comfortable with that. Just like him, just like her brother, she seemed to be a natural born driver.
"So." Junior said. "I told you my story. How about you tell me yours? How did you get around life when Brian was an outlaw?"
"You mean when your uncle wore the ankle bracelet?" Lori asked.
"When he broke Teretto out of the bus."
"Oh." Lori said. "That's.."
"If you don't wanna talk-"
"No. No. It's fine." The girl said, looking up from her phone. "Uh.. I was living with our mom when Brian was an outlaw. She died a few months later, and I had to go to a foster home."
Junior nodded, he felt her pain, having lost a parent, but he never had gone to a foster home.
"After the Brazil job ended, he sent me a million dollars, and with that, I ran away at fifteen, bought me a nice Lexus, a fake ID, and until he came back, I just traveled the whole country, racing, and winning money." Explained Lori. "Then one day, I get pulled over by a giant car that looked like a tank. It's some guy named Hobbs, telling me my brother was pardoned. He took me to the house Dom and his last crew used to stay in, and that is where my brother lived."
The car was silent, as Lori used her precision driving to near miss a bunch of cars in the highway.
"I'm glad you could tell me that." Junior admitted.
"Yeah, I like having someone my age in the family." Also admitted Lori. "But say one word and I will run your nuts over."
"Don't worry about it." Responded Junior with a boyish smile.
Lori pulled into an exit and drove down the freeway, the sun was setting, and so was Junior's feeling of jetlag. He started to be a bit dizzy, and was spacey whenever the girl driving said something. He opened the window to get some air as he looked at Lori.
"Where are we going?" Asked Junior.
"There's a race downtown, a buddy says you can use his car to win another one." Lori said.
"Wait, I'm racing?" The jetlagged boy asked.
"Yeah." Lori told him dryly.
"What car?"
"It's a surprise."
Junior dropped to his knees in disappointment as he looked at Lori. "A punch buggy?" He asked, wondering if she was serious. "A fucking punch buggy?!" They stood in a parking house, as on the lower floor, there was party going on, as they prepared for the for a party. He looked at the car he was supposed to drive, a yellow Volkswagen beetle.
"How the hell am I gonna drive a punch buggy in a race, Lori?!" Junior asked, outraged. "How am I supposed to win if I have to drive fucking Herbie."
"You're a driver aren't you?" Lori asked.
"Besides." Someone from behind Lori said, revealing themselves. "If what Lori says about you, you can win this race by an inch." He gave Lori a kiss, and then looked at Junior. Who was caught off guard by the kiss, but it was to be expected that a girl as good looking as her. But it left him confused at how she had undressed in front of the boy.
"I'm Toby Peterson." Said the boy.
"Junior Pearce." Both the boys shook hands.
"I'm the guy that can get things." Toby explained. There were four people behind him, one a tall black girl with curly hair, what Junior really noticed was her exotic look. "That's Pati, one of the best drivers around here, you'll race her later after your pink slip one on one."
"Hi." Pati said, "Nice to meet you." Junior nodded. Next to her was a black guy, short hair with a bandana tied over his head. "That's her brother, Sam, our mechanic." Sam gave a nod to Junior.
"Those two over there." Toby said. "Are Pete and Jackie, a driving duo. Both pretty good drivers." Pete was a short blond haired boy with a scar running down his face, the girl next to him a frizzy redheaded girl.
"So, Toby, right?" Junior said, getting a nod from Toby. "You couldn't do better than a punch buggy?"
"It was the cheapest car I could get for a guy I don't even know." Toby said, but then he pulled Junior closer and whispered something in his ear.
Junior nodded and grinned, looking at Toby. "Oh.." Junior said. "That changes everything."
The boy could hear the laughs as he pulled in to the starting line in the punch buggy, every time he got closer the laughs got bigger. Of course, how in hell were you supposed to win with a Punch Buggy. But considering what Toby just told him, he was gonna be able to pull off a win if he did his best driving, and his best skill.
He pulled up next to a white 2013 BMW M5. "Oh yeah." Junior said, his smile getting brighter, looking at the car. "BMW's my favorite."
"Too bad you're not even touching this." The driver in the BMW said, laughing. "Either you're retarded, or you're really sure of yourself."
Junior grinned as he looked at the car, and did his best to understand, and feel how he could make the car go the fastest. "Why can't I be both?" He responded to the BMW driver.
"You ready for the beating of a lifetime?" The BMW Driver said. Junior laughed and looked up in front towards the track.
"You know," Junior said. "It's not the car, it's the driver. But when I beat you, don't be disappointed."
A race to the top the park house, and back down. In front of them, Toby, walked in front of the two cars.
"Alright." He said, unfolding holding his sunglasses, he pointed to the left where Lori was looking at Jordan with a smile.
"Ready?" She asked.
Then Toby pointed at Pati, who also smiled brightly.
"Set?" She asked.
Toby then looked at both cars before putting his glasses on. "Go!"
The BMW pulled out speeding, as did the punch buggy, but it wasn't as fast. The BMW's full body was already ahead of the Punch Buggy. Junior closed his eyes for a second, and once he opened them, they showed determination and confidence. He changed the gear, and the car went a little bit faster.
But the other driver, had changed it at the same time, and it had sped way in front of the lesser car that Junior had, but he wasn't worried. He changed the gear again, and it went faster. He knew a BMW inside and out, and he knew how to beat it.
He waited until he got to the spiral elevator that brought him to each floor, and then he did it. He pushed the NOS button on the punch buggy and went bursting, as it Junior drifted switfly through the spiral with the punch buggy.
"He doesn't use the turbo first. How much NOS does he have in that car?" Lori asked Toby.
"About four gallons." Toby revealed.
"He won't even get to the the second one before the car tears explodes." Said Lori, in disappointment.
"That's the beauty of it." Toby said. "The explosion will give him one last boost."
"So basically he'll die." Lori said shocked. "You're gonna kill him."
"Nah." Toby said. "If he's as good as driver as you say he is, he'll know. He'll already be using the second one."
They heard the sound of revving engines, and saw the BMW first, a few meters from the finish line. He looked ready to win, until the punch buggy came down, and as soon as the car touched on the floor, the back of the punch buggy exploded.
"Oh my God!" Jackie exclaimed. The punch buggy flew across the air, and flew over the BMW, crossing the finish line first, but crashing against a wall.
Lori was the first one to run towards the car, that was torn up from the crash, and flaming from behind. As they went to run, they saw the window shield burst open. Out of the car, crawled Junior, with his blue hoodie hood on, and was helped by Lori and Toby. They quickly dragged him away from the car, as the green flames from the NOS ignited.
Junior started to cough and gasp for air, as Lori sat him up. "Junior!" Lori exclaimed. "Don't go to sleep!"
The boy mumbled. "What?" Toby asked, not being able to hair.
"I said..." Junior began in a weak voice. "Shut up. I'm not going to sleep. " He got up slowly, being helped by Lori and Toby. Then he looked at the BMW driver. "You." He grumbled.
"Give me my car."
Junior drove back to the starting line in his brand new BMW, which he felt really comfortable behind. "I like this car." As he heard people cheering for him. Mostly because he was back to race after he had used the explosion to win a race. He was still alright enough to race. Until he realized that in the last 48 hour's he'd been three races, and this was his fourth.
He pulled up to the starting line, having just left to fill the car with the gas, and Nitrous it needed. He stopped his car next to two cars. Lori's car was right next to him, and next to her, was Pati's car a black Chrysler 200.
"Are you ready to race against a real driver?" Lori asked, with a wink.
"Are you?" Junior asked.
They suddenly heard a bunch of cheering that was followed by the sound of a strong engine. Junior raised an eyebrow, wanting to wait until the driver pulled up next to him.
A few seconds later, a black 2011 Dodge Challenger pulled up right next to him, the engine intimidated Junior as the car sounded damn near perfect. The driver was a muscular man, bald, with a small grin on his face. He turned to look at Junior.
"Shit." Junior could hear Lori say.
"Louis Pearce, right?" He asked in his deep, also intimidating voice.
"It's Junior." The boy responded. "You must be Rambo."
The Challenger driver grinned. "I know your uncle. He's my family." Said the man.
"Dom." Lori said, moving so she could see the driver.
"Lori.. Your brother know you're racing this late?" He asked, joking.
"I don't need him to know." Lori said. "What're you doing here? Han's-"
"Let's not talk about that before the race." Dom told Lori. "We'll talk later." He then turned to Junior and looked him in the eyes.
"So you're the famous Dominic Toretto." Junior said. "I ate with your family earlier."
"Our family." Dom corrected.
"Our family." Junior nodded, obviously not being used to it, after only having been a day.
"So.. Are we gonna race or what?" Dom asked. Junior just smiled and revved the engine. It didn't sound near as good as Dom's challenger did, so he'd have to make some modifications later.
"Alright." Sam said, walking in front of the four cars. He pointed at one girl on the left.
"Ready?" She asked.
Then he pointed to another skimpy dressed girl on the right.
"Set?" She asked.
Sam then laughed and gave a grin looking at the car. "Then let's go."
The four cars went off speeding, leaving a giant cloud of smoke, and the roar of hundreds of people cheering. The cars burst off, Junior was able to get in front of Pati, and go down the spiral first, while Pati went behind. On the other spiral, Dom's Challenger was in front of Lori's Spyder. They drifted in circles, until they reached the city streets.
The race was a long race aroudn the city, and back to the third floor of the park house.
Dom was the first one to reach the city streets, while Junior came in a close second. As they drove down the city. Lori and Pati were side by side, looking as if they had their own rivalry going on.
Junior changed gears and pressed down on the gas completely. The car going toe to toe with Dom, Junior turned to look at Dom, who was smiling at Junior already. Dom hadn't changed his gear, yet he was stilll toe and toe with Junior.
"Let's see what you got now." Dom said with a smile, changing his gear, and speeding in front of Junior.
"Fuck." Junior mumbled, looking around, to find an idea.
Behind them Lori and Pati were head to head, right behind Junior. In a quick twist, Pati had gotten a bit in front of Lori, and then blocked her car out. But Lori was expecting it.
"Not today, girl." Lori said with a small smile, and with a juke, she was able to clear a passage for her to get back toe and toe against Pati, and with a swift move of a gear, she sped in front, leaving Pati last, and even surpassing Junior with a wink.
"Oh, you wanna play like that?" Junior laughed, turning to the left and stopping his car, while Pati and Lori sped off in front.
The three drivers in front looked confused as hell.
Dom began. "What-"
Lori followed. "The hell-"
And Pati finished. "Is he doing?"
Junior had his car stopped, pushing the gas but not letting go of the clutch, and then suddenly he let go, and the car boosted it's self at great speed. "MARIO KART, BITCHES!" Junior yelled, boosting past Lori and Pati.
"That fucker." Lori complained. But the boost didn't stop, it gave Junior a small lead against Dom.
"This kid has balls of steel." Dom said with a smile, as he looked in front to see the park house getting closer and closer to them. Junior looked back at Dom, and then pressed down on his NOS button speeding, giving him a good advantage, getting cclose to the park house and drifting up the the spiral.
Dom gave a smile, and mumbled, "Too early, buster." Then he boosted his car, making it looked like he had used NOS from where Junior was.
"Too late." Junior yelled, with his middle finger out as he went past the scond floor. But Dom was already on the spiral and going up at full speed, getting close to Junior. They both got on the third floor at the same time, and then Jordan knew that he still had a little bit of NOS left, he used the rest of to get closer to the finish line.
"Buster." Dom smiled, pressing his own NOS button, and speeding way in front of Junior and crossing the finish line first. Junior crossed a second later, and a bit later, Lori and Pati crossed the line, Lori's Spyder just a bit in front of Pati's Chrysler.
The cheering came back from the spectators, as Junior stepped out of the BMW and walked towards Dom.
"First race I've lost fairly since I was fourteen." Junior told Dom.
"I expected that. You have every trick up your sleeve." Dom explained. "Took some major balls to stop and boost in the middle of a race."
Junior nodded and then Dom put a hand on Junior's shoulder. "You're definitely part of this family with driving like that." Then he looked at Lori. "Get in your cars." He told both Junior and Lori.
"We're going home."
The three parked their cars in front of the house, that used to belong to Toretto and his crew, and now to Brian O'Conner, his girlfriend and his baby. It would be inhabited by Dom and Letty whenever they were in LA, since they lived up in the mountains where Dom could race to his hearts content.
They all exited their cars. "Everyone was drunk when Letty and I came, so we took their keys. Watch were you step, they might be sleeping all around the house." Dom explained.
"Watch out for Uncle Rome's big ass forehead." Junior said, that was proceeded by a laugh from Dom and Lori.
"Alright, Lori. I won't say shit, Junior can sleep in your room." He said, nudging Junior with his elbow a little. The body Dom had kind of intimidated Junior, Dom was a guy he would avoid fighting.
Lori just laughed and shook her head. "Whatever." And looked back at Dom. "Is Letty in there?"
"She might be asleep. But knowing Letty, she's not." Dom said. The three walked into the house, quietly. As they walked in, on the right in the living room, Suki and Tej lie down on the couch, together. Roman was close by, sleeping on the carpet with a blanket over him.
Rico and Santos slept in the den, their backs to each other. Dom put a finger on his lips, motioning for the younger kids behind him to be quiet. They walked slowly up the stairs, as they passed Mia and Brian knocked out on their beds, and Jack in the next room. They passed an open door, to see a latina igrl, with long black hair, facing a TV.
"Hey." The woman said, walking over to hug Dom, and give him a kiss.
"Letty!" Lori whisper-yelled, jumping up and down, hugginh her.
"My little Lori." Letty said, hugging her tightly.
Junior looked at Letty, swearing he had seen her before. "Hi." She told him.
"Hey." Junior responded, the two of the sharing the two kisses on the cheek as they greeted each other.
"This is Junior." Dom told Letty. "Roman's nephew."
"Ah." Letty said. "What car to you drive?"
"A 2013 BMW M5." Junior told Letty. "I got it today."
"Pink slip?" She asked. Junior nodded.
"He won it with a punch buggy." Dom told, putting an arm around Junior with a big grin.
"How in the hell did you do that?" Letty asked, trying not to laugh.
"It exploded." Junior said. Now Letty really held her laugh in. Dom looked at the three, and strectched his arms in a yawn.
"It's late. Let's go on to bed." Dom said. The other three wished each other good night and went into thier respective rooms.
Junior put a pillow on the ground, whie Lori, with a long T shirt, that went down to her upper thigh, lie on her bed. Junior took off his shirt, and was left in some shorts Dom had borrowed to him.
"Any plans tomorrow?" Lori asked.
Junior grabbed a blanket and shook his head. "I wasn't even planning all that happened today." He responded with a small laugh. He looked at the ground ready to sleep on it.
"You know.. You don't have to sleep on the floor." She said. Junior tried not to get his cheeks red.
"I'm... I'm good." Junior nodded, wishing that he hadn't said that, and had accepted Lori's offer because the floor carpet was itchy. But knew why he had rejected the offer. "So... You and Toby, huh?"
It was silent for a couple seconds. "You saw that.." Lori said.
"I wasn't gonna miss it." Junior laughed.
After another pause Lori sighed. "We're... We're not together. We've done things.. Not strings attached-"
"I don't need to know what ya'll did." Junior cut off.
"Alright. But we're not together. We never do PDA... Today was... Random." Lori said.
"You don't have to explain anything to me." Junior told Lori. "We barely know each other."
Lori sighed. "Yeah.."
Junior sighed, and put his head on the pillow and put hte blanket over him. "Well..." He said. "I'm a better racer than you."
Lori laughed. "Yeah.. Whatever."
