I sat down on the steps and waited for him to hurry his ass up. "Gosh took you long enough!" I grumbled as I stood up. "You never told me the keypad number!"

He laughed and did, what I thought, was a half smile. It's when they smile with their mouths, but his eyes didn't smile with it. "6095789," he said slowly as he punched in each of the numbers. The door swung open and he threw his leather jacket over the sofa to the right of the door.

I grabbed my two suitcases and waltzed into the huge luxurious dorm. "Damn boy," I mumbled out as I looked around.

He smiled and laughed, "Yeah, see before you came I was one of the big shits. Now I'm getting beat by that shit," he said pointing at me. He laughed and I smiled a little. "I have a question for you," he said walking over to me, and standing in front of me. "Why do you dress like a man?" He questioned.

"It's easier to race in then a dress," I said as I unzipped my shirt and pants and threw them off. Underneath I had on a white shirt and khakis. "Plus I wanted you guys to think I was a guy."

Underwood's eyes narrowed down at me, "Why would you want us to think you were a guy?" he asked me with his eyes still narrowed. He began to walk around the room. "You race better than us anyways. If you were a man we'd beat your ass. The only pussy stupid enough to hit a girl is Marx, and no one said that he was exactly male anyways. You're car is one fast little shit."

"Who Viper? He's actually parts from my old car, Vin Diesel, and from my car after Diesel, which would be Vibe," I mumbled quietly as I sat down on the white couch.

"Those are some cool names. Where'd you get the name Vibe?" Underwood said as he sat down on the black leather couch and turned to face me.

"Well," I said as I slowly moved my gaze from the floor to his face, "I named him that because I got this really cool vibe that we were going to kick everyone's asses…and we did in our first race in the Semi-Taint league. We also kicked ass in the second and third race, but after the third race Erik Marx, Karl's brother, took an axe to him," with that said I clenched my fist.

"I can see why you hated Marx from the beginning," he said grinning. "But we all hate him too. He's such a pussy!"

I laughed. "Yeah, I noticed. Him and his brother both."

"What about Van Diesel? Where'd you get that name?"

"Well, I named him after," I whispered as my gaze lowered to the floor. "Just some guy."

"Oh," he mumbled. "Well you never told me your name. Mine is Jacob," he said grinning.

"Alexis," I replied uneasily.

"Alexis White…" he mumbled as his eyes grew wide. "I know who you named your car after. Dominic's been looking for you. What's the story with you two?"

I shot my head up and looked at him. "Where is he?"

"What's the story with you two?" Jacob said kind of snottily.

"We were in the Dome-League together…and then he left after two weeks because lets face it…that boy is an awesome racer. We had become best friends…he told me he loved me, but then left me like that. There's more to it, but where is he, Jacob, please tell me." I said as my eyes teared up.

Jacob grabbed my hand and pulled me up, "I'll. take you to go see him. He told me something about trying to find an Alexis White…I guess that's you."