How We Live Our Life
SUMMARY: 2 months after the last truck heist, things are returning to normal, but can Dom and Letty make it through some new challenges.
DISCLAIMER: You recognize someone, I don't own them. I make no profit.
AN: Sorry this took me so long. This week is my finals week and I have had no real time to write. Could someone tell me why professors think that they can all fit in a last min. project at the end of the semester? I think they try to make us crazy and deprive us of much needed sleep. Now that schools almost out my boss keeps on bugging me to tell her when I am going to start work full time again. All I have to say to that is I'm taking a long weekend to recover before I do anything (I think 5 days will do). Maybe then I can get some more writing in. I have everything worked out in my head, but I still have to get it down on paper. Sorry this isn't a full chapter, but I thought it would tide you all over for a while until I'm not pulling my hair out. Thanks to everyone who reviewed (you keep me sane), so on with the story.
Chapter 6: Part One
Letty's POV
"Come on you guys, were going to be late!!" Leon shouted from the base of the stairs. Mia and I were in the bathroom getting ready for the nights races. I'm sitting on the counter swinging my legs impatiently waiting for Mia to finish applying her makeup. She is such a beauty queen when it comes to getting ready for the races. Sometimes it gets on my nerves, but I wait with her.
"We'll be down in a sec, so shut the hell up," I yell out the bathroom door. I hear Leon grumble something about women, but he stopped yelling for us. I turn back to swinging my feet, my black flame combat boots banging lightly on the cabinet doors.
Dom stepped up to the bathroom door. He leaned up against the doorframe with his arms crossed in front of his. He gave me a look that said 'what takes Mia so long.' I crack a faint smile and shrug.
Ever since Brian started coming to the races, it seem to take Mia twice as long to get ready. Its funny how that works out. Who's she trying to impress? Brian would lover her no matter what she looks like. Like she could even look bad. Come to think of it, I've never seen Mia look remotely bad looking. Well, there was this one time when we 13 and we had a little fun painting her room, but that is another story that I wont get into.
Mia is riding with me tonight because Brian is racing and the boy needs all the concentration he can get. I know that he can't keep his cool with Mia there as a distraction. I also think that she is riding with me so she can keep and eye on me for Dom. He can get a little over protective.
Dom stares at me. His eyes travel down and then back up my body. He raised his eyebrow. I shout him a look and say "What!?!" He just shrugs.
I am wearing black cargo pants held on by a silver studded belt. A maroon hooded sweatshirt that zips in the front covers my sheer black tank top. It matches the color of my car. I think its something that Mia got me just for that reason. I have been cold lately and I don't want to freeze my ass off at the races.
Mia finely finishes her primping and shoves all of her makeup back in to the drower. I hope off the counter and walk out of the bathroom. On my way out I brush past Dom who catches me up in a kiss.
"Oh, come on, were going to be late." Mia says while pushing through us.
"Who's going to make us late?" I ask.
Her face turns into an evil smirk. "Just shut up and come on."
We all make our way out to the cars and head out.
SUMMARY: 2 months after the last truck heist, things are returning to normal, but can Dom and Letty make it through some new challenges.
DISCLAIMER: You recognize someone, I don't own them. I make no profit.
AN: Sorry this took me so long. This week is my finals week and I have had no real time to write. Could someone tell me why professors think that they can all fit in a last min. project at the end of the semester? I think they try to make us crazy and deprive us of much needed sleep. Now that schools almost out my boss keeps on bugging me to tell her when I am going to start work full time again. All I have to say to that is I'm taking a long weekend to recover before I do anything (I think 5 days will do). Maybe then I can get some more writing in. I have everything worked out in my head, but I still have to get it down on paper. Sorry this isn't a full chapter, but I thought it would tide you all over for a while until I'm not pulling my hair out. Thanks to everyone who reviewed (you keep me sane), so on with the story.
Chapter 6: Part One
Letty's POV
"Come on you guys, were going to be late!!" Leon shouted from the base of the stairs. Mia and I were in the bathroom getting ready for the nights races. I'm sitting on the counter swinging my legs impatiently waiting for Mia to finish applying her makeup. She is such a beauty queen when it comes to getting ready for the races. Sometimes it gets on my nerves, but I wait with her.
"We'll be down in a sec, so shut the hell up," I yell out the bathroom door. I hear Leon grumble something about women, but he stopped yelling for us. I turn back to swinging my feet, my black flame combat boots banging lightly on the cabinet doors.
Dom stepped up to the bathroom door. He leaned up against the doorframe with his arms crossed in front of his. He gave me a look that said 'what takes Mia so long.' I crack a faint smile and shrug.
Ever since Brian started coming to the races, it seem to take Mia twice as long to get ready. Its funny how that works out. Who's she trying to impress? Brian would lover her no matter what she looks like. Like she could even look bad. Come to think of it, I've never seen Mia look remotely bad looking. Well, there was this one time when we 13 and we had a little fun painting her room, but that is another story that I wont get into.
Mia is riding with me tonight because Brian is racing and the boy needs all the concentration he can get. I know that he can't keep his cool with Mia there as a distraction. I also think that she is riding with me so she can keep and eye on me for Dom. He can get a little over protective.
Dom stares at me. His eyes travel down and then back up my body. He raised his eyebrow. I shout him a look and say "What!?!" He just shrugs.
I am wearing black cargo pants held on by a silver studded belt. A maroon hooded sweatshirt that zips in the front covers my sheer black tank top. It matches the color of my car. I think its something that Mia got me just for that reason. I have been cold lately and I don't want to freeze my ass off at the races.
Mia finely finishes her primping and shoves all of her makeup back in to the drower. I hope off the counter and walk out of the bathroom. On my way out I brush past Dom who catches me up in a kiss.
"Oh, come on, were going to be late." Mia says while pushing through us.
"Who's going to make us late?" I ask.
Her face turns into an evil smirk. "Just shut up and come on."
We all make our way out to the cars and head out.