Hey everyone. I haven't updated this story in awhile…so I thought I would. I actually have up to chapter 4 already written down, but I need to type them all out so I can make changes and the like. The reviews are appreciated. I'll ((hopefully)) update Things Change soon, so check that one out too if you haven't already. I'm already thinking up some new plot ideas. Enjoy.

~*Sika Dawn

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Still Fast, Still Furious Ch 2—the Toretto Garage

((Letty's POV))

            "Stupid…fucking…car…ow, fuck!" I yelled to no one in particular as I slid out from underneath the blue Civic. The boys barely lifted an eyebrow at my random outburst; it was all-too common to hear those words daily in the Toretto garage. I looked at the cut on my finger. "I need a break," I mumbled as I made my way over to Dom. He had his back to me…which, in turn, left me a nice view of his ass. I turned my head to the side slightly and smirked. He could use a break too. I put my arms up against the hood and leaned into them.

            "Get me a ¾ wrench," Dom said without looking up, but he knew it was me. I stood for a moment before reaching around with my other hand and slapping his ass. He stopped working on the engine and stood up. Turning around to face me, I stood up to his 6'2 frame and mimicked his glare. "Well?" he asked.

            "Well…what?" I responded innocently, backing away from Dom. He rolled his eyes and was about to go back to work, but I grabbed his arm and said. "Break time." He turned back around to face me and grinned the infamous Toretto grin. He moved closer to me as I reached my arms around his neck and brought his head to mine. I sucked on his lower lip as he reached his arms down my body to lift me up by my ass. I put my legs around his waist to hold me up.

            "You can't detail a car with the cover on, brotha," Vince yelled from the GTO he was working on. I replied by flicking him off as Dom carried me to the back room. I heard the boys laughing at something, but I focused my attention on the man carrying me.

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((Tebridë's POV))

            I finished the last of my candy and threw the wrappers on the ground behind me as I walked. "Damn, this sun is brutal," I said to myself while my skin turned a pale red from the sun. I looked around and noticed nothing familiar, but then again, that was expected bcuz I wasn't from Miami or even Florida for that matter. Not that I really wanna go into my past…the past I left behind…eventually people will know. I glanced to each side of me at the houses; the yards were empty, but clean; the cars were few in driveways, as it was a workday for most.

I started thinking about my pets, my white shepherd and two tabby kittens…almost instinctively my hand went to the chain around my neck…one of the things I truly treasured. "No," I said to myself. "I don't need them…I can do it." Reaching into my back pocket I pulled out a large wad of cash. Why didn't I pay for the food I took? Wasn't worth it. Replacing my money I neared a café on the corner. Something pulled me to it…The sign above it read "Toretto's Market & Café." I shrugged and walked into the door-less sheltered area. I took a seat at the counter and glanced around; my shades darkened the already dim place so I took them off and placed them on my head. I put my hair up into a messy bun, not really caring what it looked like.

            Some chick (rather pretty) walked over to me and asked politely, "Hi, what would you like?" She had dark brown straight hair that hung loose well past the middle of her back and brown eyes; she wore a dirtied green t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans.

            I sat for a second, debating whether to get a full meal or just a drink. "Just some water," I replied. On impulse I added, "Are you hiring?" I didn't think about it before I said it. I have money…why did I ask? God I alwayz do that…I should really start thinking before speaking.

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((Mia's POV))

            I leaned over the counter working on some paperwork for the garage. The café had been pretty empty all day. Granted, it was the middle of the week and people are working…but usually *someone* comes in for lunch. It used to be Brian…I felt that familiar twinge of pain inside as I thought of the man I love. Loved. I corrected myself. You're over him…he lied to everyone…even you…Behind my eyes I could feel the tears that threatened to well up, but I held them in and shook the feeling away. "I won't cry over him again. He's not worth my tears."

 I shook my head to clear my thoughts to focus on the paperwork once more. Hearing footsteps I looked up to see a girl walk in. She was pretty. A little rough around the edges, but underneath I could tell she was very attractive. She took off her sunglasses and set them on top of her head as I walked to the other side of the counter. She sat down on a stool and put her hair up in a messy ponytail. "Hi, what would you like?" I asked politely, putting up the strong-girl front once again.

            She looked at me with her golden brown eyes. She sat, thinking, for a second before answering. "Just some water," I nodded and was just about to turn as she added, "Are you hiring?"

            I paused, a bit taken aback by the question. Nobody ever comes here asking for a job. I could use some help…the paperwork's getting thicker everyday, and everyone else is at the garage most of the day. But I didn't know who this girl was. For all I knew she was an undercover cop. Like Brian…I fumed inside but I kept it hidden to the best of my abilities. "Um…I think we're ok right now. Sorry," I responded. I noticed her face fall a tad bit, but she quickly covered it. I turned around to get her water and set it in front of her. She looked down at the water, her hands on either side of the glass and nails clicking lightly against it, as if she was in thought. I stood looking at her, but I didn't know why.

As if she felt my gaze, she looked up. "What? Is there something off about my hair or something?" Her tone was in a joking manner, but she seemed more like the type to have sarcastic humor.

I shook my head. "No, I was just thinking. Sometimes I just end up staring when I'm deep in thought, sorry." The girl nodded and drank a big gulp of her water. "My name's Mia Toretto."

She swallowed the water. "Tebridë Williams," she replied in a monotone voice. "But people call me Bri." She took another drink and glanced around the café. "So…what's fun to do around here?"

I shrugged. "If you're into cars, there are races every weekend," I replied and her head visibly perked up at the mention of 'races.'

"Really? Actual street racing?" She asked, excitement showing thru her voice and she did nothing to cover it.

I smiled. "Yea. All down Main Street it's covered with cars. The team races but mostly just Dom." At her questioning look I added, "Dom's my brother. The team is just….the team. Do you race?"

            She sighed. "I wish. Alwayz wanted to…never did." She paused. "I'm sure I could…I definitely have the need for speed. And it's illegal…all the more fun." She laughed lightly; I kept the smile on my face.

I looked at her shirt, noticing it said 'Good Charlotte', and her necklace. "Wow, that's a sweet necklace." I looked closer at it. "Hey, isn't that the one Arwen gave Aragorn in Lord of the Rings?" I love that movie.

She nodded and smiled. "Yea. I saw it online so I had to buy it. I love that movie."

"Me, too," I replied smiling back. "Oh, hey, you like Good Charlotte?"

She nodded. "Hell yea."

"There's a concert tonight, out at one of the clubs downtown. The team and I were gonna catch it after the races. Would you wanna come with us?" I just met this girl not even 20 minutes ago, but already she seems cool. She just radiates Letty….I wonder if she's actually her long lost little sister. I laugh in my mind and shake my head.

She grinned widely. "Kick ass!" Then her expression changed, as if she just remembered something. "Oh, hey, could I just come by your house later and catch a ride with you? My car's currently…out of service."

I nodded. "Sure, no problem. We alwayz have more than enough room in all five cars that we take. It'll be late afterwards, so why don't you just stay at our place? We have a few extra rooms." In the distance I heard the familiar sound of racing engines driving up the street. I lifted my head and nudged my head upwards, motioning Bri she looks. She took the hint and turned, lowering her sunglasses to avoid the glare of the bright sun. "There's the team."