Disclaimer/claimer: I do not own Speed Racer. However I do own all
the songs that will be featured in this fic because I wrote them my self. I
hope you like them.
Style stood in front of the mirrors of the fitting area. Trixie had dragged her to get her bride's maid dress fitted. Now she was standing there in a floor length red dress that had so many pins in it she was almost afraid to breath.
"Are we done yet?" Style asked for probably the millionth time.
"If you ask me that again you're going to have a big black eye when it's your turn to walk down the aisle", Trixie warned.
Style sighed. "OUCH!" she cried as a pin stuck her. Trixie giggled. "I'm beginning to think you planned that."
"No that was just a little bit fun for my amusement", Trixie told her.
Style looked over at her and glared. "So how did Pops react?" she asked. "Was he as mad as I thought he'd be?"
"On a scale of one to ten", Trixie said after a moment. "He was probably a twelve. Things didn't go to well. He and Speed had a shouting match."
"I knew this was a bad idea", Style said shaking her head. "Maybe we shouldn't do this. I don't want Speed to be disowned like I was. I couldn't bear that."
"I don't think Speed ever thought about that", Trixie said quietly. "Do you really think that could happen?"
"There is always that chance", Style said truthfully. "Pops doesn't like it when people don't agree with him very much. Oh gosh, look at the time. I have a gig at a coffee house down town in twenty minutes. I hate to run like this Trixie but I have to go."
"All right Ty I'll see ya tomorrow. You have to finish your fitting", Trixie told her.
Style quickly changed back into her everyday clothes and grabbed her purse. She was soon n her car heading towards her apartment to grab her guitar. She burst through the side door of the coffee house where she was playing two minutes before it was time for her to go on. She quickly tuned her guitar and then walked out on the stage.
She took her seat on the stool that was provided for her. "Hi everyone", she said into the microphone. "I wrote this song several years ago when I was having a lot of problems in my life. I hope you all like it. She started playing and began to sing.
"You're a million miles from home Nothings there to call your own You just feel so alone You've got no where to stay No place to go at the end of the day
Tell me Why is life so cruel? No matter how hard you try You always play the fool You just want to give up It seems you've run out of luck Tell me
Love's forsaken you All your plans and dreams don't come through It's the middle of the night No one's there to say everything's all right Every word you say causes a fight
Tell me Why is life so cruel? No matter how hard you try You always play the fool You just want to give up It seems you've run out of luck Tell me
Tell me
Tell me"
Style bowed her head as the last notes faded away then looked up as she heard the applause that filled the room. She couldn't help but smile as she looked around. Then she noticed Speed in the back of the room. "Wait for me", she mouthed to him. Speed nodded his head and went to go find a seat. Style played several more songs then took a seat next to Speed as the crowed slowly left.
"You wrote that song yourself?" Speed asked amazed. Style blushed slightly.
"Yhea, I wrote it back when my boyfriend broke up with me and Pops disowned me", Style told him looking down at her hands.
"So are you really gonna be in the wedding?" Speed asked.
"Yhea, Trixie gave me the puppy dog pout when I tried to get out of it", Style said grinning. "I can almost never say no when people give me the puppy dog pout."
"That's why Trix and I use it so much", Speed said smugly.
"Watch your mouth Racer Boy", Style said warningly. "So have you told Pops yet? How did he take the news?"
"Let's just say it wasn't a touching moment", Speed told her.
"He completely blew up didn't he?" Style asked.
"Yhea" Speed said.
Style chewed silently on her bottom lip. She had been worried that Pops and Speed would get into a fight. "Maybe I shouldn't come to the wedding", she told her brother.
"Style Racer you are coming to my wedding weather Pops likes it or not", Speed said gripping her shoulders firmly.
Speed and Style soon left the building. Style walked over to her blue convertible and Speed followed her. "By Speedy", She said and quickly kissed his cheek. "I love you."
"By Ty", Speed said wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close for a quick hug. "I love you too. I'll see ya tomorrow."
Style stood in front of the mirrors of the fitting area. Trixie had dragged her to get her bride's maid dress fitted. Now she was standing there in a floor length red dress that had so many pins in it she was almost afraid to breath.
"Are we done yet?" Style asked for probably the millionth time.
"If you ask me that again you're going to have a big black eye when it's your turn to walk down the aisle", Trixie warned.
Style sighed. "OUCH!" she cried as a pin stuck her. Trixie giggled. "I'm beginning to think you planned that."
"No that was just a little bit fun for my amusement", Trixie told her.
Style looked over at her and glared. "So how did Pops react?" she asked. "Was he as mad as I thought he'd be?"
"On a scale of one to ten", Trixie said after a moment. "He was probably a twelve. Things didn't go to well. He and Speed had a shouting match."
"I knew this was a bad idea", Style said shaking her head. "Maybe we shouldn't do this. I don't want Speed to be disowned like I was. I couldn't bear that."
"I don't think Speed ever thought about that", Trixie said quietly. "Do you really think that could happen?"
"There is always that chance", Style said truthfully. "Pops doesn't like it when people don't agree with him very much. Oh gosh, look at the time. I have a gig at a coffee house down town in twenty minutes. I hate to run like this Trixie but I have to go."
"All right Ty I'll see ya tomorrow. You have to finish your fitting", Trixie told her.
Style quickly changed back into her everyday clothes and grabbed her purse. She was soon n her car heading towards her apartment to grab her guitar. She burst through the side door of the coffee house where she was playing two minutes before it was time for her to go on. She quickly tuned her guitar and then walked out on the stage.
She took her seat on the stool that was provided for her. "Hi everyone", she said into the microphone. "I wrote this song several years ago when I was having a lot of problems in my life. I hope you all like it. She started playing and began to sing.
"You're a million miles from home Nothings there to call your own You just feel so alone You've got no where to stay No place to go at the end of the day
Tell me Why is life so cruel? No matter how hard you try You always play the fool You just want to give up It seems you've run out of luck Tell me
Love's forsaken you All your plans and dreams don't come through It's the middle of the night No one's there to say everything's all right Every word you say causes a fight
Tell me Why is life so cruel? No matter how hard you try You always play the fool You just want to give up It seems you've run out of luck Tell me
Tell me
Tell me"
Style bowed her head as the last notes faded away then looked up as she heard the applause that filled the room. She couldn't help but smile as she looked around. Then she noticed Speed in the back of the room. "Wait for me", she mouthed to him. Speed nodded his head and went to go find a seat. Style played several more songs then took a seat next to Speed as the crowed slowly left.
"You wrote that song yourself?" Speed asked amazed. Style blushed slightly.
"Yhea, I wrote it back when my boyfriend broke up with me and Pops disowned me", Style told him looking down at her hands.
"So are you really gonna be in the wedding?" Speed asked.
"Yhea, Trixie gave me the puppy dog pout when I tried to get out of it", Style said grinning. "I can almost never say no when people give me the puppy dog pout."
"That's why Trix and I use it so much", Speed said smugly.
"Watch your mouth Racer Boy", Style said warningly. "So have you told Pops yet? How did he take the news?"
"Let's just say it wasn't a touching moment", Speed told her.
"He completely blew up didn't he?" Style asked.
"Yhea" Speed said.
Style chewed silently on her bottom lip. She had been worried that Pops and Speed would get into a fight. "Maybe I shouldn't come to the wedding", she told her brother.
"Style Racer you are coming to my wedding weather Pops likes it or not", Speed said gripping her shoulders firmly.
Speed and Style soon left the building. Style walked over to her blue convertible and Speed followed her. "By Speedy", She said and quickly kissed his cheek. "I love you."
"By Ty", Speed said wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close for a quick hug. "I love you too. I'll see ya tomorrow."