Raleigh looks nervous getting into my car for the race. Guess I can't blame her after the last time we were at races together. I'd never seen Dallas so angry after she'd slammed her head on the dash.

"You killed her, Memphis!" Dally was shaking our sister's shoulder. I wasn't sure how he'd gotten to the car so fast. I was still in my seat waiting for Raleigh to sit up. She just laid with her head on the dash, blood starting to drip onto my floor mats. Jumping out of the car I pull Dallas off her, but he lands a punch to my ribs. Surprised I take a step back losing my balance when he jumps on me and starts pounding his little fists into me. It's not too long before I have him off me and my friend, Mike, comes over to restrain him.

"You bastard! I'm gonna kill you!" Returning to Raleigh I lifted her out of the seat and laid her on the pavement. There was a cut and bruise forming across her forehead, but her chest was still rising and falling. I try to gently shake her shoulder, and her eyes flutter. She's giving me the scared rabbit look I hate so much and I resist the urge to smack it off her face.

"Don't look at me like that." I half smirk and she winces, sitting up and holding her head.

"Raleigh, are you ok?" Mike lets Dallas go and he sits beside her putting a rag to her cut.

"I'm fine."

Raleigh is quick to buckle her seat belt when we hop in. We'd been waiting around 20 minutes before I found someone I thought was worthy of racing.

"What you don't want to drive?" She frowns at me and stares ahead.

Steve and Soda's loud cheers can be heard from inside the car and when the girl in front of us throws down the flag I floor it. Raleigh is looking pale and I'm starting to regret bringing her. I don't have time to tell her not to puke though; I'm concentrating on getting in front of my opponent. I always won races because I wasn't afraid to lead foot it the whole way. Despite the guy having talked a good talk he falls behind within the first turn and I easily beat him. Raleigh throws open the door puking as soon as I stop.

Reaching over I grab up her long hair and put it behind her, "Don't say I never did nothing for you, kid." She gives me a strange look and follows me to stand beside Steve and Soda, "Stay here." I direct her heading over to collect my winnings.

"This is bullshit. You started early!" My competitor is red faced and yelling as I approach him. Adrenaline is still pulsing through me and that's all it takes to trigger my need to fight.

People are yelling about cops, but I can't control myself and let my fists continue to pummel the guy's face. He spits out a tooth and someone roughly pulls me off. I look up, cops, and manage to not resist as they shove me to the ground and cuff me.

"The other guy started it. Let him go." I recognize the pitiful little voice and look to Raleigh who Soda is holding back.

"Miss, get back unless you want to get hauled in with him!" The cop makes to give her a shove, but Soda pulls her back.

"Watch her!" I yell out as I'm put into the cop car.