It had been a month since Dominic had stepped outside of Lompoc Prison as a free man. He'd come back home, but he'd come back to an empty house. Mia was still in the custody of Letty's mother, and it would be a while before she would be turning 18. He couldn't wait for that day though. No one knew how much he now depended on his sister. She was the one thing that kept him going through the two years that he had been in jail, and now that he was out, he wanted to make sure that he stayed out of prison for her.
The house had begun to take back it's original feel about a week after Dom moved back in. He, his sister, and Vince and Letty had gone through the garage, looking for all sorts of things to put up on the walls. Brother and Sister had each agreed that thier fathers room would be left alone, just as he'd left it the morning of the day he'd died. They did this in his memory and because they couldn't fathom letting someone else sleep in that room as though it had been thiers.
Over the next three weeks, the house took on a new face. It was cleaned from top to bottom, including the carpet, wood floors and the garage, which was an abominable mess. Family heirlooms, some of thier mother and fathers things, and old baby toys that they had stowed away were found while cleaning the garage. The heirlooms and belongings of thier parents were kept, destined to be put in thier fathers room, but most of the child hood toys that Mia and Dom had had growing up were tossed in the trash.
The living room, kitchen, den, and upstairs guest room was also given a face lift. All of the rooms needed to be repainted, as some of the paint was beginning to peel off of the walls, and basic rearranging of the furniture would take place after that.
For four solid weeks, the four teens, Letty's mother and various friends of the Torettos slaved over the old house until finally, one day, they couldn't take anymore.
"If I smell one more scent of paint, I'm going to hurl," Mia said, flopping down on the now clean carpet in the living room of her own home. "I second that," Vince said, taking a seat on the couch. Letty and Dom said nothing, only smiled and nodded. "We should do something else other than clean...I mean, come on, it's summer, it's July...the beach is where we should be right now, not cooped up inside a fixer-upper." Mia continued, rolling over on her back so that she could look at everyone gathered.
"Well...it's only 2:00 now," Dom commented, sitting on the recliner beside the sofa. "If we stop with the repairs now and get ready, we should have a good four hours of beach time left. If we leave now," he emphasized. For a few moments, no one said anything or moved. Then...
"I'll be back in a few minutes!"
"I'll get the food ready!"
"Hey, I'm goin' to my house to get my suit and money, don't leave with out me...Vince, wait up!"
The four scrambled this way and that, hurrying to get ready for thier impromptu beach trip. Letty ran out the door after Vince, diving into his car just as he was pulling away from the curb. Dom watched the two run out of the house and smiled. Letty had been alot more sociable lately, even thinking up a few jokes and ideas herself. "Hey Mia!" He called to his sister, walking into the kitchen. "Don't forget to put some of the chicken in there that you made last night, eh? That was the best batch yet," he complimented her, giving her a bear hug from behind. "I've already got it in the basket. Hey," she said, turning around and poking her brother in the ribs. "All you have to do is put on some swim trunks, but I've got to find my suit. Therefore, you can finish packing the food!" Before Dom had a chance to protest, Mia was running up the stairs, and he soon heard the slam if her door.
"Sure...no problem," he muttered, going to the fridge and seeing what they had in the left-over department. It wasn't that Dom didn't feel like making the picnic lunch...it was just that he didn't exactly know what went into a lunch like this. If he had his choice, it would be chicken and beer. But then again, he couldn't drink beer in public for another two years, and on the beach, drinking was illegal.
"Hmmmm...potaoto salad...chips and dip...veggies, Mia needs some of those...hey! Fruit platter!" He said, arming himself with all the food that he could carry and spilling it into the picnic basket. He was just coming out of the garage with the sodas when Mia came back downstairs, the top of her bathing suit showing from under her speghetti strapped shirt. Dom frowned. "What's that?" he asked, leaning against the counter, his arms crossed over his broad chest.
"What's what?"
"That string thing you got on. What is it?"
"That would be what we call a bathing suit Dom," Mia replied, slipping on her sandles and walking over to him. "Did you put everything in here?" she asked, looking in the basket. Dom knew that she was changing the subject, but he decided to let the matter slide.
For now.
"Yea, I think so...everything that I could fit in there is in there," he told her, walking out of the kitchen to change into his beach wear.
By the time he came back down stairs, Letty and Vince had arrived, and were in the kitchen with Mia when Dom came back downstairs. "Hey, look who decided to come join the crowd," Vince said, taking a carrot from the basket and snacking on that. Dom threw his towel at Vince, which hit the young man squarley in the face. "Look who had to take 10 minutes to go home and get thier shit," he said jokingly. Vince tossed the towel back to him, at the same time saying, "What...I had drop off and pick up Letty!"
"She coulda walked."
"Excuse me?" came Letty's voice. Dom glanced to the side to find an indigant looking young girl glaring at him. "Well...you know, you're only five houses down..." he said. Letty raised an eyebrow, to which Dom rubbed the back of his head in response. "Hey, come on, let's get going!" He said hastily, grabbing the basket and brushing by Vince and Letty. Vince walked after him immediately, followed at a more leasurly pace by the girls.
~*~*~*~*~
"Wooooo! Yea man!" Vince yelled as he got out of the car, pulling his duffle bag with him. "Nothin' like salt air, eh Bro?" He called over the car to Dom, who was also getting out and helping his sister with the basket. "I know right?" He answered, slamming his door shut and walking around the car to Vince's side. Letty was ahead of the boys a bit and Mia walked to stand beside her. "Where do we want to head to?" the younger Toretto asked her three companions. Letty pointed to an area surrounded by small sand dunes and rocks. "How 'bout over there?" she suggested, looking over her shoulders at the boys who nodded in agreement. "Sounds good to me, let's go," Dom said, carrying the basket. "Hey Vince, I put the sodas in the cooler. It's in the trunk, you wanna get that?" he asked.
"Sure man, no problem. Go ahead, I'll catch up." He called, doubling back to the car. Mia looked over her shoulder at him. "You sure you don't want any help with that thing?" she called to him. She got a resounding no from Vince and shrugged her shoulders, looking at Letty. "He doesn't know how big that thing is," she told her friend. Letty shook her head and led the way down to the spot where they'd decided to camp out for the day.
The girls and Dom reached the area in no time and began to lie down thier towels and bags. They were just finishing when Vince arrived with the cooler of sodas, his face red. "Dammit Dom," he said, putting the cooler down heavily. "You shoulda told me that the thing weighed 500 pounds." Dom shrugged his shoulders, pointing at Mia. "She asked if you needed help. You were the one that said no, Bro." He reminded his best friend. Vince dropped his duffle bag beside the cooler. "Yea, but that was before I knew I was carrying the equivalent of four dead bodies in there!"
Mia and Dom glanced up quickly at Vince at that comment and then looked at eachother and finally in Lettys direction. She didn't seem to be paying attention. At the moment she was trying to even out the creases that were being made by the sand being moved around them so much. The sibblings looked back at Vince, who had become fasinated by the way the sand flowed in between his toes.
"Well, I'm ready for a dip, what about you guys?" Mia said, breaking the uncomfortable silence. The boys nodded thier heads and simultanously took off thier shirts, tossing them on the bright sand below. But when Mia took off her shirt, there were buldging eyes from both Vince and Dom, but for different reasons. While Vince could only gawk at the 17 year old, Dom was looking his sister up and down, astonished at what she had on. "What the hell is that?!" He asked, walking up to her as she took off her shorts to reveal a very showy bikini bottom.
"It's a bathing suit, Dom," she said, as though he were stupid. Her brother shook his head. "That ain't a bathing suit! That's something they give strippers down at the Hot Nights Club!" He looked over at Letty, who still wasn't paying any attention, but she was also wearing a two piece. "And what happend to you wearing one pieces, huh?" He quired. But Letty nipped this one in the bud.
"Hey Dom, your sisters right there, not down here. I liked it, I got it."
Dom shook his head in disbelief and looked back at Mia who was standing with her arms crossed over her chest. "You...we-I am taking you for a new bathing suit!" He told her. Mia shook her head and gave her brother a smile. "I don't think so, Dom. I'm 17, I can wear what I want. I paid for this with my own money, and I like it, and I'm wearing it." She started to walk towards the beach, Vince looking after her, a longing expression on his face, which Dom caught. "Hey! Don't even think about it, Man!"
Vince immediately looked away from Dom's sister and at his best friend. "What?" he asked, an innocent mask on his face. Dom smacked himself on the forehead and shook his head. "Nothin'," he said, looking at Vince through his fingers.
But Vince wasn't there. Furrowing his brow, Dom looked towards the beach and saw Vince running towards the shoreline to where Mia was wading in the waves. Dom stood there at a loss, his eyes resting on his sister and best friend for a while, and then slowly leaving thier figures and resting on Letty. She was lying on her stomach, her feet in the air, looking at the waves as the crashed against the rocks near a quarry not far from thier position. His eyes studied what they could of her face...her hair...
Her back...
Her-
"Stop staring at my ass, Dom," he heard her say, and he looked back toward her face to see her eyes on him, a satisfied smirk on her face.
"I wasn't starin' at your ass, Letty..." he said, trying to think of a good excuse as to why he was looking in the direction that he was. "Then what were you lookin' at?" Letty asked, rising up a little on her elbows.
"Your back," Dom answered, pointing at her. "It's gonna burn."
"So?"
"So...so you should let me put some lotion on it so that it won't burn, that's so." With that, he bent down, grabbed a bottle full of suntan oil, and poured some into his palm. "Put your head down, it'll be easier that way," he told her. Letty looked up at him for a few moments, but slowly relinquished her defenses and lowered her head a little as Dom had instructed her to do. He knelt down next to her side, rubbing his hands together, spreading the lotion over his palms. When they were sufficiantly lathered, he gently placed them on Lettys already tanned back and began to massage her back with the oil.
Meanwhile, Letty was in heaven. Dom's hands on her back caused shivers to go up and down her spine, all through her legs, and then straight back up to her head. Her forehead dropped to her hands which had acted as a kind of pillow for her. Not only was Dom lathering up her back with oil that would cause her skin not to burn, but he was also working the muscles that were extremely tight to thier original loose state. When Dom traveled up to the nap of her neck, Lettys head went completely limp, resting fully on her arms now. She didn't know how long Dom continued to continue the massage session, but she knew that it was longer than was necessary, as the oil must have been worked in to her bones at that point.
"Better?"
"Hmmmmm?"
She heard chuckling from behind her, but she was so relaxed at the point in time she didn't bother to turn her head to find out what he was laughing at. "I asked if that felt better," Dominic repeated, slowing his hands down a bit, an indication that he was preparing to finish the massage. "Yea...yea, much better," Letty answered. Above her, Dominic shook his head, but he was smiling. He was glad that his friend was finally relaxing a little bit for the first time in four weeks. And he was happy to be the cause of the relaxation...
"Hey, what's goin' on here?"
While Doms whole head went up, Lettys eyes only flicked towards the new voice, which happend to belong to Leena Tran. Inwardly, Letty groaned. She didn't like the girl at all. Not one bit. Not only was she a snob and a fake, but it was obvious that she had her sights set on Dominic. The mood and moment ruined by the girls intrusion, Letty shrugged off Doms hands and rose to a sitting position, one leg stretched out, one leg bent to her chest and her arms holding her up. "Not much," she said, a fake smile on her face. "What are you doing over here?" she asked, trying to keep the malice out of her voice.
If Leena recognized the contempt that was shinning in Letty's voice, she didn't let it show on her face or in her own tones. "Oh, nothing much. Just swimming here with my brother and a couple of his friends. Actually, my brother is the reason that I'm talking to you right now," She walked over to the other side of Dominic, so that now he was between her and Letty. This forced him to look away from the latino girl, and Letty knew that that was the reason Leena had decided to take up the position that she did.
"Johnny wants to recruit you into one of his teams," Leena said simply, putting her hands on her hips and looking regally down at Dom. Both he and Letty furrowed thier brows. "His team? What, did he form a Basketball league or something? Tell him that I ain't such a good ball player, Leena," Dom said standing up and brushing off his swimming trunks. Letty stood as well, picking up her sun-glasses as she did so and putting them on.
"No, no, no...this is a different kind of sport. See...Johnny's an avid racer. He loves it. S'what makes his blood flow. S'what makes your blood flow. He figures that the racing runs in your blood. He wants you to be one of his top racers. He'll give you the cars to race, as long as you give him part of your winnings as payment." Leena walked up to Dominic, letting her arms fall to her sides. "It would be very benefitial for him...and for you of course. You get money, you get the thrill of racing...and other thrills along with that." A sly smile formed on her face. Letty, meanwhile, was clicking her tongue against the inside of her cheek. This girl wasn't making her happy.
Not at all.
"Hey Dom, we should probably go find Mia and Vince." She said, coming to stand beside the older Toretto. She and Dom might not have been together at the moment, but Leena had interupted a very nice moment for her, and she wasn't about to let the girl get away with it, especially when Letty knew Leena had meant to come over at that exact moment.
"Yea...right," Dom answered, looking down at her and then back at Leena. "Hey look...tell your brother if he wants me to race for him, he can come talk to me." He bent down and reached into Vinces duffle bag, pulling out a pen and piece of paper. He prepared to give her his phone number, but Leena waved her hand away. "Don't worry, I've already got your number from Mia," she told him, backing away from Letty and Dom. "I'll tell him to give you a call...and that you're interested. In everything." She walked around the towels that were Vinces and Mias and waved to Dom. "See you in school, Leticia," she called over her shoulder. Dom looked over at Letty, who was no clenching and unclenching her fists, staring at the girl as she walked away to a group of people that were obviously waiting for her.
"Well...that was interesting," Dom said. Letty nodded her head, but didn't look up at him.
"Yea...really interesting."
The house had begun to take back it's original feel about a week after Dom moved back in. He, his sister, and Vince and Letty had gone through the garage, looking for all sorts of things to put up on the walls. Brother and Sister had each agreed that thier fathers room would be left alone, just as he'd left it the morning of the day he'd died. They did this in his memory and because they couldn't fathom letting someone else sleep in that room as though it had been thiers.
Over the next three weeks, the house took on a new face. It was cleaned from top to bottom, including the carpet, wood floors and the garage, which was an abominable mess. Family heirlooms, some of thier mother and fathers things, and old baby toys that they had stowed away were found while cleaning the garage. The heirlooms and belongings of thier parents were kept, destined to be put in thier fathers room, but most of the child hood toys that Mia and Dom had had growing up were tossed in the trash.
The living room, kitchen, den, and upstairs guest room was also given a face lift. All of the rooms needed to be repainted, as some of the paint was beginning to peel off of the walls, and basic rearranging of the furniture would take place after that.
For four solid weeks, the four teens, Letty's mother and various friends of the Torettos slaved over the old house until finally, one day, they couldn't take anymore.
"If I smell one more scent of paint, I'm going to hurl," Mia said, flopping down on the now clean carpet in the living room of her own home. "I second that," Vince said, taking a seat on the couch. Letty and Dom said nothing, only smiled and nodded. "We should do something else other than clean...I mean, come on, it's summer, it's July...the beach is where we should be right now, not cooped up inside a fixer-upper." Mia continued, rolling over on her back so that she could look at everyone gathered.
"Well...it's only 2:00 now," Dom commented, sitting on the recliner beside the sofa. "If we stop with the repairs now and get ready, we should have a good four hours of beach time left. If we leave now," he emphasized. For a few moments, no one said anything or moved. Then...
"I'll be back in a few minutes!"
"I'll get the food ready!"
"Hey, I'm goin' to my house to get my suit and money, don't leave with out me...Vince, wait up!"
The four scrambled this way and that, hurrying to get ready for thier impromptu beach trip. Letty ran out the door after Vince, diving into his car just as he was pulling away from the curb. Dom watched the two run out of the house and smiled. Letty had been alot more sociable lately, even thinking up a few jokes and ideas herself. "Hey Mia!" He called to his sister, walking into the kitchen. "Don't forget to put some of the chicken in there that you made last night, eh? That was the best batch yet," he complimented her, giving her a bear hug from behind. "I've already got it in the basket. Hey," she said, turning around and poking her brother in the ribs. "All you have to do is put on some swim trunks, but I've got to find my suit. Therefore, you can finish packing the food!" Before Dom had a chance to protest, Mia was running up the stairs, and he soon heard the slam if her door.
"Sure...no problem," he muttered, going to the fridge and seeing what they had in the left-over department. It wasn't that Dom didn't feel like making the picnic lunch...it was just that he didn't exactly know what went into a lunch like this. If he had his choice, it would be chicken and beer. But then again, he couldn't drink beer in public for another two years, and on the beach, drinking was illegal.
"Hmmmm...potaoto salad...chips and dip...veggies, Mia needs some of those...hey! Fruit platter!" He said, arming himself with all the food that he could carry and spilling it into the picnic basket. He was just coming out of the garage with the sodas when Mia came back downstairs, the top of her bathing suit showing from under her speghetti strapped shirt. Dom frowned. "What's that?" he asked, leaning against the counter, his arms crossed over his broad chest.
"What's what?"
"That string thing you got on. What is it?"
"That would be what we call a bathing suit Dom," Mia replied, slipping on her sandles and walking over to him. "Did you put everything in here?" she asked, looking in the basket. Dom knew that she was changing the subject, but he decided to let the matter slide.
For now.
"Yea, I think so...everything that I could fit in there is in there," he told her, walking out of the kitchen to change into his beach wear.
By the time he came back down stairs, Letty and Vince had arrived, and were in the kitchen with Mia when Dom came back downstairs. "Hey, look who decided to come join the crowd," Vince said, taking a carrot from the basket and snacking on that. Dom threw his towel at Vince, which hit the young man squarley in the face. "Look who had to take 10 minutes to go home and get thier shit," he said jokingly. Vince tossed the towel back to him, at the same time saying, "What...I had drop off and pick up Letty!"
"She coulda walked."
"Excuse me?" came Letty's voice. Dom glanced to the side to find an indigant looking young girl glaring at him. "Well...you know, you're only five houses down..." he said. Letty raised an eyebrow, to which Dom rubbed the back of his head in response. "Hey, come on, let's get going!" He said hastily, grabbing the basket and brushing by Vince and Letty. Vince walked after him immediately, followed at a more leasurly pace by the girls.
~*~*~*~*~
"Wooooo! Yea man!" Vince yelled as he got out of the car, pulling his duffle bag with him. "Nothin' like salt air, eh Bro?" He called over the car to Dom, who was also getting out and helping his sister with the basket. "I know right?" He answered, slamming his door shut and walking around the car to Vince's side. Letty was ahead of the boys a bit and Mia walked to stand beside her. "Where do we want to head to?" the younger Toretto asked her three companions. Letty pointed to an area surrounded by small sand dunes and rocks. "How 'bout over there?" she suggested, looking over her shoulders at the boys who nodded in agreement. "Sounds good to me, let's go," Dom said, carrying the basket. "Hey Vince, I put the sodas in the cooler. It's in the trunk, you wanna get that?" he asked.
"Sure man, no problem. Go ahead, I'll catch up." He called, doubling back to the car. Mia looked over her shoulder at him. "You sure you don't want any help with that thing?" she called to him. She got a resounding no from Vince and shrugged her shoulders, looking at Letty. "He doesn't know how big that thing is," she told her friend. Letty shook her head and led the way down to the spot where they'd decided to camp out for the day.
The girls and Dom reached the area in no time and began to lie down thier towels and bags. They were just finishing when Vince arrived with the cooler of sodas, his face red. "Dammit Dom," he said, putting the cooler down heavily. "You shoulda told me that the thing weighed 500 pounds." Dom shrugged his shoulders, pointing at Mia. "She asked if you needed help. You were the one that said no, Bro." He reminded his best friend. Vince dropped his duffle bag beside the cooler. "Yea, but that was before I knew I was carrying the equivalent of four dead bodies in there!"
Mia and Dom glanced up quickly at Vince at that comment and then looked at eachother and finally in Lettys direction. She didn't seem to be paying attention. At the moment she was trying to even out the creases that were being made by the sand being moved around them so much. The sibblings looked back at Vince, who had become fasinated by the way the sand flowed in between his toes.
"Well, I'm ready for a dip, what about you guys?" Mia said, breaking the uncomfortable silence. The boys nodded thier heads and simultanously took off thier shirts, tossing them on the bright sand below. But when Mia took off her shirt, there were buldging eyes from both Vince and Dom, but for different reasons. While Vince could only gawk at the 17 year old, Dom was looking his sister up and down, astonished at what she had on. "What the hell is that?!" He asked, walking up to her as she took off her shorts to reveal a very showy bikini bottom.
"It's a bathing suit, Dom," she said, as though he were stupid. Her brother shook his head. "That ain't a bathing suit! That's something they give strippers down at the Hot Nights Club!" He looked over at Letty, who still wasn't paying any attention, but she was also wearing a two piece. "And what happend to you wearing one pieces, huh?" He quired. But Letty nipped this one in the bud.
"Hey Dom, your sisters right there, not down here. I liked it, I got it."
Dom shook his head in disbelief and looked back at Mia who was standing with her arms crossed over her chest. "You...we-I am taking you for a new bathing suit!" He told her. Mia shook her head and gave her brother a smile. "I don't think so, Dom. I'm 17, I can wear what I want. I paid for this with my own money, and I like it, and I'm wearing it." She started to walk towards the beach, Vince looking after her, a longing expression on his face, which Dom caught. "Hey! Don't even think about it, Man!"
Vince immediately looked away from Dom's sister and at his best friend. "What?" he asked, an innocent mask on his face. Dom smacked himself on the forehead and shook his head. "Nothin'," he said, looking at Vince through his fingers.
But Vince wasn't there. Furrowing his brow, Dom looked towards the beach and saw Vince running towards the shoreline to where Mia was wading in the waves. Dom stood there at a loss, his eyes resting on his sister and best friend for a while, and then slowly leaving thier figures and resting on Letty. She was lying on her stomach, her feet in the air, looking at the waves as the crashed against the rocks near a quarry not far from thier position. His eyes studied what they could of her face...her hair...
Her back...
Her-
"Stop staring at my ass, Dom," he heard her say, and he looked back toward her face to see her eyes on him, a satisfied smirk on her face.
"I wasn't starin' at your ass, Letty..." he said, trying to think of a good excuse as to why he was looking in the direction that he was. "Then what were you lookin' at?" Letty asked, rising up a little on her elbows.
"Your back," Dom answered, pointing at her. "It's gonna burn."
"So?"
"So...so you should let me put some lotion on it so that it won't burn, that's so." With that, he bent down, grabbed a bottle full of suntan oil, and poured some into his palm. "Put your head down, it'll be easier that way," he told her. Letty looked up at him for a few moments, but slowly relinquished her defenses and lowered her head a little as Dom had instructed her to do. He knelt down next to her side, rubbing his hands together, spreading the lotion over his palms. When they were sufficiantly lathered, he gently placed them on Lettys already tanned back and began to massage her back with the oil.
Meanwhile, Letty was in heaven. Dom's hands on her back caused shivers to go up and down her spine, all through her legs, and then straight back up to her head. Her forehead dropped to her hands which had acted as a kind of pillow for her. Not only was Dom lathering up her back with oil that would cause her skin not to burn, but he was also working the muscles that were extremely tight to thier original loose state. When Dom traveled up to the nap of her neck, Lettys head went completely limp, resting fully on her arms now. She didn't know how long Dom continued to continue the massage session, but she knew that it was longer than was necessary, as the oil must have been worked in to her bones at that point.
"Better?"
"Hmmmmm?"
She heard chuckling from behind her, but she was so relaxed at the point in time she didn't bother to turn her head to find out what he was laughing at. "I asked if that felt better," Dominic repeated, slowing his hands down a bit, an indication that he was preparing to finish the massage. "Yea...yea, much better," Letty answered. Above her, Dominic shook his head, but he was smiling. He was glad that his friend was finally relaxing a little bit for the first time in four weeks. And he was happy to be the cause of the relaxation...
"Hey, what's goin' on here?"
While Doms whole head went up, Lettys eyes only flicked towards the new voice, which happend to belong to Leena Tran. Inwardly, Letty groaned. She didn't like the girl at all. Not one bit. Not only was she a snob and a fake, but it was obvious that she had her sights set on Dominic. The mood and moment ruined by the girls intrusion, Letty shrugged off Doms hands and rose to a sitting position, one leg stretched out, one leg bent to her chest and her arms holding her up. "Not much," she said, a fake smile on her face. "What are you doing over here?" she asked, trying to keep the malice out of her voice.
If Leena recognized the contempt that was shinning in Letty's voice, she didn't let it show on her face or in her own tones. "Oh, nothing much. Just swimming here with my brother and a couple of his friends. Actually, my brother is the reason that I'm talking to you right now," She walked over to the other side of Dominic, so that now he was between her and Letty. This forced him to look away from the latino girl, and Letty knew that that was the reason Leena had decided to take up the position that she did.
"Johnny wants to recruit you into one of his teams," Leena said simply, putting her hands on her hips and looking regally down at Dom. Both he and Letty furrowed thier brows. "His team? What, did he form a Basketball league or something? Tell him that I ain't such a good ball player, Leena," Dom said standing up and brushing off his swimming trunks. Letty stood as well, picking up her sun-glasses as she did so and putting them on.
"No, no, no...this is a different kind of sport. See...Johnny's an avid racer. He loves it. S'what makes his blood flow. S'what makes your blood flow. He figures that the racing runs in your blood. He wants you to be one of his top racers. He'll give you the cars to race, as long as you give him part of your winnings as payment." Leena walked up to Dominic, letting her arms fall to her sides. "It would be very benefitial for him...and for you of course. You get money, you get the thrill of racing...and other thrills along with that." A sly smile formed on her face. Letty, meanwhile, was clicking her tongue against the inside of her cheek. This girl wasn't making her happy.
Not at all.
"Hey Dom, we should probably go find Mia and Vince." She said, coming to stand beside the older Toretto. She and Dom might not have been together at the moment, but Leena had interupted a very nice moment for her, and she wasn't about to let the girl get away with it, especially when Letty knew Leena had meant to come over at that exact moment.
"Yea...right," Dom answered, looking down at her and then back at Leena. "Hey look...tell your brother if he wants me to race for him, he can come talk to me." He bent down and reached into Vinces duffle bag, pulling out a pen and piece of paper. He prepared to give her his phone number, but Leena waved her hand away. "Don't worry, I've already got your number from Mia," she told him, backing away from Letty and Dom. "I'll tell him to give you a call...and that you're interested. In everything." She walked around the towels that were Vinces and Mias and waved to Dom. "See you in school, Leticia," she called over her shoulder. Dom looked over at Letty, who was no clenching and unclenching her fists, staring at the girl as she walked away to a group of people that were obviously waiting for her.
"Well...that was interesting," Dom said. Letty nodded her head, but didn't look up at him.
"Yea...really interesting."