A/N- oh, look another chapter...that...oh my god..that must mean...I
HAVE INTEGRITY! Damn, I hope NOBODY is dissapointed with another
chapter. Because I have MANY...MANY...MANY...MANY...MANY...MANY...more
on the way.
SlipKnoT's "Opium of the People" was blaring over the stereo as Vince walked through the intense party, letting out a sigh of relief as he walked through the back door and onto the deck.
He took a sip of his beer, mostly for something to do, and plopped down on the hanging swing, rocking back and forth gently. He stared off into nothing, wondering if he was actually meant for something more in life.
Sure, he liked the outrageous parties Team Toretto threw every night after races, but he hated going to bed every night with a different girl, knowing only her name, if that.
Suddenly becoming depressed at the realization that things might not ever change, he finished off his beer and chunked the bottle into the dark lawn, laying his head back on the swing, staring up at the stars.
"Why can't my life be more complicated like you guys?" He asked, thinking it odd that he was expecting the stars to reply.
"Complicated isn't always good.." A voice said.
Vince snapped his head up to spot the girl he had seen talking to Dom at races.
He smiled slightly.
"You're the chick that came in second place, right?" He asked.
She walked over tipsily and sat down on the swing next to Vince. Nodding slowly, she took a long sip of her beer and sat there staring out into nothing.
"Yeah, you were pretty good, I mean, to beat Twiggs and all." Vince complimented, looking over at her.
"I'm Vince, by the way." He added, staring back up at the stars.
"Samantha. Sam." She replied.
"Not Samantha Gray, by any chance?" Vince asked, rolling his head over to look at her. She was quite stunning, Vince noticed. In fact, she was incredibly gorgeous. She had long, black hair that came down to the middle of her back, and she was clad in baggy black cargo pants which were hanging below a red t-shirt which read, "What about all the GOOD things Hitler did?".
Vince smiled to himself.
"Nice shirt..."He commented slowly.
Sam laughed drunkily and looked down at it.
"Glad you like it.." she grinned at Vince.
"So how did someone like you get into street racing?" Vince asked with his eyes closed.
Sam took a deep breath in and was about to speak when some drunk guy came running out of the house with his shoes on fire. He ran by screaming and jumped into the pool naked.
"What the hell?" Sam asked.
"That was just Jesse, no worries." He laughed at her shocked expression.
"Oh, to answer your question..Well, I've always been into cars. I love cars to death, and I've always wanted to race, mostly because it lets me feel so...free, you know? Not a car in the world. After my dad split, my mom died and I started living with my Aunt, and she was pretty cool, but she didn't really support my street racing habits. But you know, I dealed." She finished, noticing how Vince was staring at her.
"What?" She asked with an uncertain smile.
Vince shook his head and grinned.
"Nothing, you're just so beautiful.." He smiled gently.
She giggled drunkily and looked down, blushing.
"Want to see something funny?" Vince asked her with a small smile.
"Sure.."
Leon awoke to find sunlight pouring in through his bedroom window. He groaned and stretched, throwing the sheets on the floor.
He sat up, running a hand through his hair.
He stood and walked up the stairs from the basement as he had every other morning, and into the kitchen to find everyone gathered there for breakfast.
Instantly, the entire team turned their eyes towards Leon, and the room was filled with gasps and snickers.
Leon walked over to the stove with a plate, dishing out some bacon and scrambled eggs.
When he turned around to head towards the table, he noticed everyone staring at him. Not at him, he noticed, but at his...
He looked down to spot the massive erection bulging his sweat pants out.
"OH, VINCE GOD DAMNIT!" He yelled, jumping after him.
Vince laughed and ran away.
"GOD, DON'T STAB ME WITH THAT THING! I'M SORRY, BUT I GOT JESSE AND I COULDN'T RESIST GETTING YOU WITH THE SAME JOKE!" Vince yelled, laughing as Leon attempted to choke him, much to the amusement of the team, still sitting in the kitched, watching the whole situation unfold.
"Leon, don't run with sharp objects!" Dom yelled from the kitchen.
Jesse was rolling on the floor laughing, when he looked up and spotted the boner hanging above him. Leon moved to the side and stared down at Jesse.
"Somethin' funny, dawg?" Leon asked with a devious grin.
Jesse straightened up.
"Umm..no?" Jesse replied, more of a question.
"I didn't think so..." Leon scowered. He walked towards the basement door and turned around to stare at the team individually, checking each one of them for the slightest hint of a smile, then walked down the stares, slamming the door behind him.
As soon as they heard the sound the stairs stop, they all busted up laughing hysterically.
"OH MY GOD!" Letty breathed out, laughing hard.
"Vince, you ass.." Twiggs laughed, walking out the door with his keys, heading home.
"See ya Twiggs.." Dom said.
Twiggs held up a hand to signal his goodbye and closed the door behind him
Vince shrugged and smiled, sitting down beside Sam, who had been invited to stay for breakfast by Vince. Brian was picking on him about her staying the night, but Vince swore nothing had happened between he and Sam.
"So Vince, do you and Samantha have plans today?" Dom asked, tearing off a piece of his toast.
Vince gulped down his orange juice and looked at Dom nervously.
"Er, actually, yeah, we are going to the beach..." He trailed off.
Letty grinned to herself, knowing the Ol' Coyote was up to his old tricks.
"Alright, there isn't much to do at the garage today anyway, so go ahead and have a good time." Dom replied, sipping at his coffee.
"Thanks dad.." Vince muttered, stuffing a fork full of eggs into his mouth.
A piece of toast popped him in the forehead and he looked up to find Dom hurridly gulping down his coffee, looking at the ceiling with the eyes that seemed to say "I know you know i did it but im still going to say I didn't"
Sam nearly choked on her bacon at the site of Dom and Vince carrying on their antics on breakfast. 3 pieces of sausage, 4 strips of bacon and 2 pieces of toast found their way through the air that morning, mostly to Vince's credit.
"That was great Mia.." Sam said, putting her dishes into the sink.
Mia smiled and gave a nod.
"Yeah Mi, thanks for the food girl." Letty said, walking out the door
"So Sam, do you have a car?" Vince asked
She shook her head.
"Nah, i hitched a ride with a friend of mine." She shrugged, looking over at him as they walked towards Vince's Maxima.
"Aight, that's cool. We can take mine." He said, opening the door for her.
Sam smiled and got in, looking around the inside of the Nissan.
Vince ran around and jumped in, starting the engine.
"Nice car.." Sam trailed off, noticing Vince staring at her.
"Seatbelt.." he said simply.
She sighed and snapped it on.
"Thank you.." Vince said, moving the stick to reverse and stomping on the accelerator.
They squeeled out of the driveway and onto the street, turning towards the beach.
"Seatbelt my ass, you drive like a mad man!" Sam exclaimed as they got out of the car at the beach.
"You should drive with Blondie, then." Vince smirked, locking his door.
"Blondie?" sam questioned.
"Brian, yeah. He drives like a mad man, not me."
As they neared the sand, there was a slight drop off. Vince stopped and held out his hand.
"Shall we, Ma'am?" He asked in the voice of a southern gentleman.
She laughed and took his hand as he swooped her up in his arms, causing her to squeel gleefily as Vince walked off towards the water with her,carrying her the whole way.
SlipKnoT's "Opium of the People" was blaring over the stereo as Vince walked through the intense party, letting out a sigh of relief as he walked through the back door and onto the deck.
He took a sip of his beer, mostly for something to do, and plopped down on the hanging swing, rocking back and forth gently. He stared off into nothing, wondering if he was actually meant for something more in life.
Sure, he liked the outrageous parties Team Toretto threw every night after races, but he hated going to bed every night with a different girl, knowing only her name, if that.
Suddenly becoming depressed at the realization that things might not ever change, he finished off his beer and chunked the bottle into the dark lawn, laying his head back on the swing, staring up at the stars.
"Why can't my life be more complicated like you guys?" He asked, thinking it odd that he was expecting the stars to reply.
"Complicated isn't always good.." A voice said.
Vince snapped his head up to spot the girl he had seen talking to Dom at races.
He smiled slightly.
"You're the chick that came in second place, right?" He asked.
She walked over tipsily and sat down on the swing next to Vince. Nodding slowly, she took a long sip of her beer and sat there staring out into nothing.
"Yeah, you were pretty good, I mean, to beat Twiggs and all." Vince complimented, looking over at her.
"I'm Vince, by the way." He added, staring back up at the stars.
"Samantha. Sam." She replied.
"Not Samantha Gray, by any chance?" Vince asked, rolling his head over to look at her. She was quite stunning, Vince noticed. In fact, she was incredibly gorgeous. She had long, black hair that came down to the middle of her back, and she was clad in baggy black cargo pants which were hanging below a red t-shirt which read, "What about all the GOOD things Hitler did?".
Vince smiled to himself.
"Nice shirt..."He commented slowly.
Sam laughed drunkily and looked down at it.
"Glad you like it.." she grinned at Vince.
"So how did someone like you get into street racing?" Vince asked with his eyes closed.
Sam took a deep breath in and was about to speak when some drunk guy came running out of the house with his shoes on fire. He ran by screaming and jumped into the pool naked.
"What the hell?" Sam asked.
"That was just Jesse, no worries." He laughed at her shocked expression.
"Oh, to answer your question..Well, I've always been into cars. I love cars to death, and I've always wanted to race, mostly because it lets me feel so...free, you know? Not a car in the world. After my dad split, my mom died and I started living with my Aunt, and she was pretty cool, but she didn't really support my street racing habits. But you know, I dealed." She finished, noticing how Vince was staring at her.
"What?" She asked with an uncertain smile.
Vince shook his head and grinned.
"Nothing, you're just so beautiful.." He smiled gently.
She giggled drunkily and looked down, blushing.
"Want to see something funny?" Vince asked her with a small smile.
"Sure.."
Leon awoke to find sunlight pouring in through his bedroom window. He groaned and stretched, throwing the sheets on the floor.
He sat up, running a hand through his hair.
He stood and walked up the stairs from the basement as he had every other morning, and into the kitchen to find everyone gathered there for breakfast.
Instantly, the entire team turned their eyes towards Leon, and the room was filled with gasps and snickers.
Leon walked over to the stove with a plate, dishing out some bacon and scrambled eggs.
When he turned around to head towards the table, he noticed everyone staring at him. Not at him, he noticed, but at his...
He looked down to spot the massive erection bulging his sweat pants out.
"OH, VINCE GOD DAMNIT!" He yelled, jumping after him.
Vince laughed and ran away.
"GOD, DON'T STAB ME WITH THAT THING! I'M SORRY, BUT I GOT JESSE AND I COULDN'T RESIST GETTING YOU WITH THE SAME JOKE!" Vince yelled, laughing as Leon attempted to choke him, much to the amusement of the team, still sitting in the kitched, watching the whole situation unfold.
"Leon, don't run with sharp objects!" Dom yelled from the kitchen.
Jesse was rolling on the floor laughing, when he looked up and spotted the boner hanging above him. Leon moved to the side and stared down at Jesse.
"Somethin' funny, dawg?" Leon asked with a devious grin.
Jesse straightened up.
"Umm..no?" Jesse replied, more of a question.
"I didn't think so..." Leon scowered. He walked towards the basement door and turned around to stare at the team individually, checking each one of them for the slightest hint of a smile, then walked down the stares, slamming the door behind him.
As soon as they heard the sound the stairs stop, they all busted up laughing hysterically.
"OH MY GOD!" Letty breathed out, laughing hard.
"Vince, you ass.." Twiggs laughed, walking out the door with his keys, heading home.
"See ya Twiggs.." Dom said.
Twiggs held up a hand to signal his goodbye and closed the door behind him
Vince shrugged and smiled, sitting down beside Sam, who had been invited to stay for breakfast by Vince. Brian was picking on him about her staying the night, but Vince swore nothing had happened between he and Sam.
"So Vince, do you and Samantha have plans today?" Dom asked, tearing off a piece of his toast.
Vince gulped down his orange juice and looked at Dom nervously.
"Er, actually, yeah, we are going to the beach..." He trailed off.
Letty grinned to herself, knowing the Ol' Coyote was up to his old tricks.
"Alright, there isn't much to do at the garage today anyway, so go ahead and have a good time." Dom replied, sipping at his coffee.
"Thanks dad.." Vince muttered, stuffing a fork full of eggs into his mouth.
A piece of toast popped him in the forehead and he looked up to find Dom hurridly gulping down his coffee, looking at the ceiling with the eyes that seemed to say "I know you know i did it but im still going to say I didn't"
Sam nearly choked on her bacon at the site of Dom and Vince carrying on their antics on breakfast. 3 pieces of sausage, 4 strips of bacon and 2 pieces of toast found their way through the air that morning, mostly to Vince's credit.
"That was great Mia.." Sam said, putting her dishes into the sink.
Mia smiled and gave a nod.
"Yeah Mi, thanks for the food girl." Letty said, walking out the door
"So Sam, do you have a car?" Vince asked
She shook her head.
"Nah, i hitched a ride with a friend of mine." She shrugged, looking over at him as they walked towards Vince's Maxima.
"Aight, that's cool. We can take mine." He said, opening the door for her.
Sam smiled and got in, looking around the inside of the Nissan.
Vince ran around and jumped in, starting the engine.
"Nice car.." Sam trailed off, noticing Vince staring at her.
"Seatbelt.." he said simply.
She sighed and snapped it on.
"Thank you.." Vince said, moving the stick to reverse and stomping on the accelerator.
They squeeled out of the driveway and onto the street, turning towards the beach.
"Seatbelt my ass, you drive like a mad man!" Sam exclaimed as they got out of the car at the beach.
"You should drive with Blondie, then." Vince smirked, locking his door.
"Blondie?" sam questioned.
"Brian, yeah. He drives like a mad man, not me."
As they neared the sand, there was a slight drop off. Vince stopped and held out his hand.
"Shall we, Ma'am?" He asked in the voice of a southern gentleman.
She laughed and took his hand as he swooped her up in his arms, causing her to squeel gleefily as Vince walked off towards the water with her,carrying her the whole way.