Alright, so I should say the Disclaimer thing right? Well. All right then
Disclaimer: I do not, or did I ever own, the orginal characters from The Fast And The Furious, however other characters in the story are mine (so no one is allowed to steal them! But its not like you want them i guess).

Ok, well, just to get things straight. I can't remember if Race Wars was really the place where Dom had won the race in the movie, or when Jesse had chickened out. So please let me know, or then the story might sound a bit confusing.
And by the way, all of the words that are italic's are Brookes thoughts.

Introduction

I wasn't noticed in Race Wars, I never was, well not until after a few years, just after The Toretto Team had returned after the hijack. Oh. And my name's Brooke by the way, Brooke Dalton.
Well, I was just one of the rejects that would go to the races just because my brother was one of the competitors. Our father had forced me to go, even when my brother, Mike, had complained to him non-stop.
Mike didn't like me that much. It was obvious. Well, he did, but not while he was around his friends. While he would talk and joke with his friends, I would sit on the car before the race and just watch everyone from afar. No one dared to talk to me, they wouldn't even tease me with my brown frizzy hair, glasses, braces and small chest, not to mention my 80's second hand clothes. I think they were too sorry for me to actually do it. Except Mia, she was really a nice girl. She was the only one I guess that would pay attention to me, I think she was even my friend for that time of period. But she hadn't been home for a month, and I had been really lonely.
But that was when I got sick of it, sick of it all. I knew it was time for a change.