Saturday night. Midnight. A deserted street in a loney industrial wasteland on the outskirts of Los Angeles. Suddenly, a mighty roar. The air is filled with the sound of turbo-charged horsepower, coming from under the hoods of dozens of colorful Japanese and German subcompacts and sports cars which quickly pull into the street and create an illegal drag strip a quarter-mile long.
"Ready to lose, Letty?" I growled from my spot next to her at the starting line.
Letty looked over at me and laughed in my face. "I'm not gunna lose," she snarled.
"Damn," I sighed looking at her car. "I'm going to have to put some serious work into your piece of shit car once I beat it from you..." I laughed. Inside I was very unsure of who was going to win. It was fifty fifty. She had a purple Honda Civic with at least, fifteen grand worth of shit under the hood. Mine only had five grand under the hood, plus whatever the person who bought it put under the hood, which was probably another five grand.. I'd beaten her a few times before, but then she turned around and beat me back...no one knew what the outcome of this race would be.
"Get set..." Hector's shrill voice screamed from the side. The onlookers all simmered down and watched in awe as the two best female racers got ready to go at it. "GO!!!" he screamed.
With that, both Letty and my cars leapt over the starting line...she had an early lead. Not a big lead, but she still had one..."Rrrreeeeoww!" I heard her scream from her car as she used her NOS to get a bigger lead.
I smirked, "Too soon, Junior, too soon." I laughed, and waited another second, and then used my NOS to leap over the finish line. Her and I came to a stop and eyed each other as we got out of our cars.
"Who won?" She asked uneasily. "It looked like my car was over the line before hers, eh, big suprise."
Dominic sauntered over and stood infront of us. We both watched him as he eyed the both of us. "Letty.." he started, but she hadnt let him finish.
"HA! Bitch I told you I'd win!" she growled and got in my face. "So scat, skank."
Dominic looked down at the ground... "Letty..." he started again.
Letty turned around smiling and looked at Dominic. She looked confused. "What?"
"You...lost." He sighed. She looked at him angrily.
"Fuck no. I didnt fucking lose! What the fuck are you talking about. She fucking lost," Letty screamed and went absolutly postal...she kicked her car, my car, slapped Dominic, Hector...everyone who said she lost. Then her and I came face to face.
"Letty, chill the fuck down, bitch," I growled. She looked into my face...and had to look up a little. "Your keys..." I said and held my hand out. "Give them up."
She screamed furiously and put her keys into my hand. "Fuck.." she growled.
"Jamille," I said and tossed her the keys. "Take her car back to my house.." Jamille did as I told her, and I looked at Letty. "Dominic isn't a piece of meat, so you know what... we're going to not even do anything about that. I just got your car. I'll see if I can fix it up, and if I cant, you can have it back. If I can, it's mine...but notice the fact that I won. The better bitch won.." I growled and began to get back into my car.
"Better skank," she barked, looking into my face.
"Excuse me," I said as I stood back up and looked right at Letty... "I'm fucking sick of you. You go around calling every girl that likes Dominic a skank. Then guess fucking what. You're a fucking skank too!" I pointed into her face. "I was nice this time, but next time I wont be quite as nice." I hopped into my car and drove off...
"Ready to lose, Letty?" I growled from my spot next to her at the starting line.
Letty looked over at me and laughed in my face. "I'm not gunna lose," she snarled.
"Damn," I sighed looking at her car. "I'm going to have to put some serious work into your piece of shit car once I beat it from you..." I laughed. Inside I was very unsure of who was going to win. It was fifty fifty. She had a purple Honda Civic with at least, fifteen grand worth of shit under the hood. Mine only had five grand under the hood, plus whatever the person who bought it put under the hood, which was probably another five grand.. I'd beaten her a few times before, but then she turned around and beat me back...no one knew what the outcome of this race would be.
"Get set..." Hector's shrill voice screamed from the side. The onlookers all simmered down and watched in awe as the two best female racers got ready to go at it. "GO!!!" he screamed.
With that, both Letty and my cars leapt over the starting line...she had an early lead. Not a big lead, but she still had one..."Rrrreeeeoww!" I heard her scream from her car as she used her NOS to get a bigger lead.
I smirked, "Too soon, Junior, too soon." I laughed, and waited another second, and then used my NOS to leap over the finish line. Her and I came to a stop and eyed each other as we got out of our cars.
"Who won?" She asked uneasily. "It looked like my car was over the line before hers, eh, big suprise."
Dominic sauntered over and stood infront of us. We both watched him as he eyed the both of us. "Letty.." he started, but she hadnt let him finish.
"HA! Bitch I told you I'd win!" she growled and got in my face. "So scat, skank."
Dominic looked down at the ground... "Letty..." he started again.
Letty turned around smiling and looked at Dominic. She looked confused. "What?"
"You...lost." He sighed. She looked at him angrily.
"Fuck no. I didnt fucking lose! What the fuck are you talking about. She fucking lost," Letty screamed and went absolutly postal...she kicked her car, my car, slapped Dominic, Hector...everyone who said she lost. Then her and I came face to face.
"Letty, chill the fuck down, bitch," I growled. She looked into my face...and had to look up a little. "Your keys..." I said and held my hand out. "Give them up."
She screamed furiously and put her keys into my hand. "Fuck.." she growled.
"Jamille," I said and tossed her the keys. "Take her car back to my house.." Jamille did as I told her, and I looked at Letty. "Dominic isn't a piece of meat, so you know what... we're going to not even do anything about that. I just got your car. I'll see if I can fix it up, and if I cant, you can have it back. If I can, it's mine...but notice the fact that I won. The better bitch won.." I growled and began to get back into my car.
"Better skank," she barked, looking into my face.
"Excuse me," I said as I stood back up and looked right at Letty... "I'm fucking sick of you. You go around calling every girl that likes Dominic a skank. Then guess fucking what. You're a fucking skank too!" I pointed into her face. "I was nice this time, but next time I wont be quite as nice." I hopped into my car and drove off...
