A/N: Okay Hailey here... Um well, I wrote this part right here eh'... Now
enjoy!
*BACK HOME*
Britani heard the door open. And looked to see who it was. "What are you doing home so soon?"
"I want you to see me race so get dressed in somethin' decent, quick and move your ass." Harley answered sitting in an armchair.
Britani rushed up the stairs and came back down in about five minutes in black jeans and a black halter. Her sister looked at her. "Alright lets go." She said. "Don't give me the 'Why don't you dress more like me' look!" Britani warned.
Harley laughed. "Just cause I wear baggy jeans, tank tops, and hoodies all the time doesn't mean I don't like the way you dress."
"You wear mini-skirts sometimes." Brit smirked, Harley just rolled her eyes.
*AT THE RACE*
Hayden had almost gotten done with the 'I swear she'll be back in a sec' speech when Harley pulled in.
"There she---"he stopped when he saw Britani. "They are." He walked over. "Why did you bring her?"
"Support." Harley answered, while turning on the NOS tanks. "And don't start bullshitting with me unless you now know how to fucking box!"
"Someone else thinks they can dance with Ali." A blonde boy said smartly.
"Don't start with me blondie."She growled, "Okay lets get this shit started."
"She can't race!" A Japanese guy yelled.
Harley got out of the car and walked over to him. "Wanna bet?"
"Your brother just did." He told her.
"I guess he did, so why don't you set your ass down before I break your jaw!" Hayden and Jordan came over and pulled her back before she killed the guy.
"I know you're originally a street racer, but we will not start again," Jordan warned. Harley rolled her eyes.
And the race soon began...
A/N: I know it's short but I will now hand it over to Britani (RacerChic12880)!
*BACK HOME*
Britani heard the door open. And looked to see who it was. "What are you doing home so soon?"
"I want you to see me race so get dressed in somethin' decent, quick and move your ass." Harley answered sitting in an armchair.
Britani rushed up the stairs and came back down in about five minutes in black jeans and a black halter. Her sister looked at her. "Alright lets go." She said. "Don't give me the 'Why don't you dress more like me' look!" Britani warned.
Harley laughed. "Just cause I wear baggy jeans, tank tops, and hoodies all the time doesn't mean I don't like the way you dress."
"You wear mini-skirts sometimes." Brit smirked, Harley just rolled her eyes.
*AT THE RACE*
Hayden had almost gotten done with the 'I swear she'll be back in a sec' speech when Harley pulled in.
"There she---"he stopped when he saw Britani. "They are." He walked over. "Why did you bring her?"
"Support." Harley answered, while turning on the NOS tanks. "And don't start bullshitting with me unless you now know how to fucking box!"
"Someone else thinks they can dance with Ali." A blonde boy said smartly.
"Don't start with me blondie."She growled, "Okay lets get this shit started."
"She can't race!" A Japanese guy yelled.
Harley got out of the car and walked over to him. "Wanna bet?"
"Your brother just did." He told her.
"I guess he did, so why don't you set your ass down before I break your jaw!" Hayden and Jordan came over and pulled her back before she killed the guy.
"I know you're originally a street racer, but we will not start again," Jordan warned. Harley rolled her eyes.
And the race soon began...
A/N: I know it's short but I will now hand it over to Britani (RacerChic12880)!
