Last chapter was kinda long. I'm not gonna predict how long this one will be. We'll have to see.

--Kita--

Chapter 10-Talking with Mia

Sasha's POV

After sticking around the store until closing time, the team invited us over to the house to watch a couple of movies since it was only 6:34 p.m. and it was Friday. As we pulled up to a tiny, two story grey house, I couldn't help but wonder if all of these people lived in this house.

"Do you all live here?" Diana asked, obviously reading my mind.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" Mia answered.

"Well I was just thinking about what it would be like for six nutcases to live in one house. Must be hell." Diana joked.

"Yeah it's so much fun, everyday tea party." Letty responded in a sarcastic tone.

XXX

While everyone was settled watching some Kung-Fu movie in the den, I was in the living room talking to Mia.

"So how come you aren't in there watching the movie with everyone else?" I asked her.

"Not really into the how Kung-Fu thing. How 'bout you?" She asked in response.

"Same thing. More of an action lover." I answered, fiddling with my pants.

"So what's the deal with you and Diana? Are yall together?" She asked, trying not to sound rude.

"What? Noooo. Me and her are best friends. We are like attached at the hip. You won't find one without the other." I corrected her. That was a first. Noone has ever seriously thought me and Di was a couple.

"Sorry I asked. Just curious. So how you like the team?" She asked me, looking threw a magazine that was lying on the coffee table.

"Ohh I love the team. I'm usually not one to open up to people so easily but I feel so comfortable here. So welcome ... like I belong, ya know? So how did you all meet?"I asked, sitting up, actually interested on how they got together.

"Well Dom is my brother, of course you know. But Vince and my brother have been friends since third grade. They're kinda like you and Diana. And Letty and my brother have been lovers since day 1. Letty lived a couple houses down. Always over here arguing with Dom cause he wouldn't let her help with the cars. They are both stubborn, perfect for each other." Mia explained.

"And what about Leon and Jesse? And Brian? Where do they fit in?" I questioned again.

"Well they are brothers. They came from New York. Showed up one day and never left. Their father killed their mother, so he's in prison. They had no other family so they came to L.A. My brother spotted them at a race one day and took them in. That's how Dom is. If he sees someone in need, he'll help anyway he can. And as for Brian, well let's just leave that for Dom to explain." Mia replied, turning another page of the magazine.

"How old is everyone old?" I asked once again.

"What is this, freaking twenty questions?" Mia spat out. She noticed the disappointed expression on my face. "Sorry, I've been on edge lately. Trying to get in as much studying I can. But Dom and Vince are 24. Brian and Leon are both 23. Me and Letty are both 22. And Jesse is the baby, he's 19." She finally finished.

"Ohh. Well I'm 17 and Di is 18." I answered before she could ask.

"Well then I guess Jesse isn't the baby anymore. Congrats." Mia teased.

We talked more about the team, Mia's college issue, their father, and other things. I didn't know why she trusted me with some of the things she told me. But I'm glad she trusted me at all. She was easy to talk to. She made me feel comfortable and relaxed.

XXX

"Well guys we should start heading to bed, we gotta get up early. We have a few customers coming by the garage tomorrow and they need their cars fixed ASAP." Dom announced, starting for the stairs. "You girls are welcome to stay. There's a guest room next to Jesse's upstairs."

"Naw actually we gotta get going. I'm going on vacation with my family tomorrow afternoon, so I have to get home and finish packing." Diana replied.

"Anytime you girls need a place to crash, don't hesistate to come to the Toretto home. You're part of the team now. And the team stays together." Dom preached.

And with that, we were on our way home for the rest of the night.

A/N: Sorry so short. I'm getting writers block. Help out!

--Kita--