Hey guys! I kinda rewrote the movie a little because a friend of mine asked me to, so this story is a Christmas present. Please show some mercy for my English, I'm German an' it's kinda hard not to make any mistakes……..but I'm trying!
Enjoy the story and some reviews would be nice, too!
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Prelude
Brian O'Connor stands in front of the mirror in the middle-sized bathroom, his hands on the sink supporting his upper body. He looks tired and courageless at his reflection and the memory of Dom and him talking for the last time passes his inner eye again and again. He doesn't know what to do.
The door to the bathroom is slowly pushed open and Brian takes a step into the room, taking the knob and pulling it. A young girl comes into the room, her light blue eyes somehow shining. The man regards her curiously due to her carrying two small bags in her hands, a black and a blue one. She smiles at him and starts packing some items like toothbrushes, Brian's aftershave and shampoo into the bags.
After closing the zippers of their luggage, the girl turns around and receives a bearhug from Brian, caressing her shoulderblade long dark blond hair that is slightly curled and had been dyed into a lighter blond like his own. He kisses her forehead, while she's rubbing the sides of his ribcage. They take the bags and leave the room, all that's remaining is Brian's police mark.
A car can be seen how it's driven away.
Several police officers are sitting in a small room at new-looking desks. Each of them gets a black and white copy of two photos: one's showing a man's face, who must be around 24 or 25, and the other one a smiling young girl somewhere around 16. One of the younger officers shakes is head in disbelief.
A yellow-painted house is surrounded by several police cars and some of the officers go inside, their guns in their hands. They find nothing but a deserted house.
Two cars drive side by side, while a small group of people is cheering next to the road. One crosses a line that's been painted on the asphalt just a little before the other one.
Money is given into a man's hand and the drivers shake hands. Brian smiles, while the young girl hopps into the driver's seat and gives him an "are you coming" – look. He closes the door and gets a kiss on his cheek from her. She starts the engine and they drive away.
Every now and then a flash of light crosses Brian's face and he looks at the teenager on the passenger's seat. She is curled up into her seat and sleeping. The clock shows that it's 2 a.m.. He sighs and focuses back on the road.
A small and cheap diner. She's ordering for them, while he flirts with some woman on the table opposite to theirs. The girl goes to the toilet, leaving Brian who's reading the paper. He puts it down after having seen their pictures, hiding his face behind his hands. Thanks to Murphy's Law, there are two police officers coming into the diner. Brian grabs the black and the blue bag and leaves.
He's waiting outside the bathrooms. The girl comes out and curses as she sees the officers checking out their car. She takes her bag from Brian and they walk away.
She's poking his ribs and he's grabbing her waist, lifting her off the ground. She scowls because she doesn't like being smaller than him. She is merely able to look at his shoulder whenever she doesn't wear high heels and she does it close to never.
A cabriolet stops next to them. The driver is the woman from the diner. The girl takes one of the seats in the back and Brian the passenger's one.
The cabriolet stops at a car-shop and they get out. They thank the woman and Brian discovers a paper on the passenger's seat, showing the pictures of him and the girl. The woman simply smiles and drives back onto the road.
They're walking through the lines of cars and the salesclerk shows them a few cars, but none of them pleases their standards. Suddenly, the girl points at a car standing more in the backyard and Brian nods at her, smiling. He pays for the car and they hit the asphalt once more.
Brian casts a look over to the girl on the pasenger's seat and regards the picture she's drawing. It's one of their current car with another design. A great design. Silver and different shades of blue, nothing too complicated, but definitly great. She signs right beneath the back tire. Lilly.
Brian's wearing a green overall and working on the engine of the car.
Lilly puts a blue mask over her nose and mouth, before she starts with the spraying.
Brian pays a man and gets into the car. Lilly is driving.
Again a race. Brian kisses Lilly's forehead. She gets the money she has won and they climb into their car again.
Two road signs. Miami or New York. They look at each other and nod. Miami.
The sea is blue and the sun's shining. Brian stops at a traffic light. He checks out the women who're walking by. Lilly shakes her head no and chuckles a little. Suddenly, her eyes widen and she smacks Brian's biceps to get his attention. He smiles as he sees the two cars Lilly pointed her index finger at. No ordinary driver would paint his car like that. Racers.
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2 be continued……..?
I'll let you decide whether yes or not.
Merry Christmas!!!
