Go For It BY CHEER
"Thinkin 'bout how to plead your case?" Vince asked Stacey, who was unusually quiet. She glared at him.
"You're lovin this too much." Stacey grumbled. Her swollen, black eye was beginning to throb all the way into her temple. She laid her head on the window and closed her eyes.
"Yeah, I am. Brian's gonna have a cow. You'll be lucky if he doesn't ship you outta here to boot camp." Vince said, turning the car sharply into the garage.
"I don't care. Hey, why aren't you taking me home?" She asked, just now noticing that they were at DT Garage.
"hey, if you're not in school, you should be working. Dom's rules. Jess, Mia, and Bri had to follow them. You're no different or special." Vince threw the petite blonde a pair of dark blue coveralls. "Get crackin. Miss Cheerleader." He added, watching her wrinkle her nose in disgust.
"This just beats it all." Stacey muttered, now severely annoyed.
"I can call Brain or Dom to come get you instead." Vince held up the cordless phone, making Stacey shake her head.
"No. Its okay." Stacey said. "I'm a quick learner." She smiled, taking the phone out of his hands.
"That's how I was seein it too. Get those on and help me over here." He ordered. Stacey frowned, thinking he was a little bossy for her taste. She was mentally weighing consequences over his attitude. The dark blue things went against every fashion rule she had learned, but she decided to suck it up and deal. Vince threw her a rubber band as she finished wrestling the zipper that seemed to be stuck.
"Let me guess. For my hair." She said dryly, making him grin. She put her long hair up into a messy half pulled through ponytail. "ok, Vince, what are we doing?" She asked, watching him take an engine out of a BMW M3. She slipped on the radio and "I hate everything about you' by 3 Days Grace was playing.
"YOU are going to clean. Detail and clean." Vince shook his head, laughing. Stacey stuck out her tongue.
"Vince, I'm here to work, not be a slave." Stacey objected. She listened to the music's beat, ignoring him for a minute. How ironic the song was, she thought to herself.
"Hand me the oil pump and that hose.." Vince ordered, gently nudging Stacey out of her own world. "Go over there and pump some oil into the bucket.." He ordered, pushing her towards the barrel of bulk oil. Stacey, still dazed, stumbled and tripped the majority of the distance to the barrel. She caught herself on the barrel, but then knocked it over. "Stacey! Pick it up! NOW!" He yelled, seeing Stacey watch the half-filled barrel spill out on the concrete floor.
"Right. I'm on it." She jolted herself out of shock, ignoring her stinging leg from hitting the barrel. She fumbled with it, trying to lift it back up, and ended up in the center of the pool of oil, on her butt, none the less. She got up indignantly, appalled. Vince groaned, hopping out of the car's engine area.
"Good going." He scowled, looking at oil dripping from Stacey's coveralls. She rolled her eyes.
"You are such a typical guy." She yelled, her temper hot.
"You are such a typical valley cheerleader rah-rah girl. Not my fault you had to come to work here when you shoulda been at school." He shrugged.
"I'll walk home and change since you can't be bothered." Stacey said, heading for the door. She ignored Vince's sarcastic laughing. She ran right into Dominic. She looked up, seeing Brain right behind him. She groaned, knowing it was all over now.
"You guys havin fun in here playin around?" He asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically, his arms folded.
"He pushed me." Was all Stacey could get out of her mouth, still trying to escape out the door. "I tired to tell him it's not safe to play around." She said, liking the idea of flipping the situation on Vince.
"Dude, what happened?" Brian asked, looking at Vince for his side of the story behind the mess.
"Your sister." Vince replied, his voice low as he attempted to contain the spill. Brian walked back out to where Stacey and Dominic were talking. Dominic was helping his sister out of her oil covered coveralls.
"Get in." Dominic pointed to his car. Stacey knew that by the sound of his voice, she was in deeper trouble than she could handle. He had the deep, low, controlled voice of rage ready to unleash its wrath. She got in, no words spoken. Brian got in the front seat., looking stressed.
"Where?" She had started to ask, but Brian shook his head to shut her up. She sat back, sighing and blowing her hair out of her face. Her eyes began to close. She reenacted the day's events in her mind, those thoughts making her feel more exhausted.
"Get out." Dominic ordered, holding up the seat for her to get out. Stacey looked at Brain, who looked like he was working hard to control his temper. The question occurred to Stacey if maybe she had pushed too far this time and this was the end for her. A pissed off Dominic Toretto and a silent Brain O'Connor made a deadly combination. Stacey was getting nervous, really nervous.
"You have fun fightin today?" Brian final asked, breaking the silence. His arms were folded.
"Vince told you?" Stacey asked, her voice raising.
"Shut up and listen." Brian snapped. "We're not stupid, Stacey. Dom and I know everything that goes on. Answer me." Brian ordered, making her jump.
"No. I didn't. SHE started it. The night we were in the restaurant and she had a gun. It was Tran's sister who started he freaking fight." Stacey stopped, figuring it was pointless to plead her case.
"Sister, yeah, I know. And I'm sorry my enemies fell on your hands." Brian said, softening up a little on his sister.
"No, it's not your fault. I didn't tell you cause I didn't want to worry you." Stacey hugged him impulsively, knowing she had made him feel bad.
"Baby Girl, don't keep that kind of stuff from me again." Brian kissed the top of her forehead.
"Brian and I handle the Trans. Your job is to stay in school, out of fights. You could be taken away from Brian and even kicked off your precious cheerleading squad." Dominic said, the last of his speech surprising her, making her smile at his concern.
"I understand." She said, giving in. "But. seriously, how did you know?" She asked, no just lost as to how they really did know if Vince hadn't told them.
"Tess. Your home girl's worried about you." Brian grinned. " Don't be mad at her. She just cares about you and loosing a good cheerleader." He said. Stacey was truly in awe that Tess had been so concerned tog o behind her back.
"I'm not." Stacey promised. The reality of having as good as friends in LA as in Miami had finally hit her. Just then a blue Honda Civic roared up and out stepped Sakura and an older Tran. "Hell NO! I'm not calling a truce!" Stacey hissed under her breath.
"Aw, Hell, Stace, I'm not that good of a guy." Brian laughed. "We're gonna let you finish it. FAir.. No jumping. No tag teaming. All out you and Sakura." He explained, his eyes narrowed and on Tran's sister.
"Is he serious?" Stacey asked Dominic, who nodded, loving her expression.
"Come on." He said, putting an arm around her. He walked her to the halfway point where Sakura was waiting.
"You would do this, you damn snitch." Sakura glared at her.
"I did this." Dominic admitted. "No more fighting at school. No more tyrin to jump on people. Sakura. Do it fair. Right here and right now." He ordered. Sakura looked at the older Tran.
"Same for our side. Sakura will be sent away if there is another fight. Do it now, get it out of your system. You both have to much to loose if you do not do it now." The guy said. Stacey smiled, rubbing her hands together in anticipation. It didn't get much better than this.
"I'm going to beat you to a lifeless pulp." Sakura snarled, lunging for Stacey. Stacey ducked, getting a punch in to Sakura's cheek.
"You'd have to be able to fight to hold true to that promise." Stacey challenged. Sakura grabbed Stacey's hair and had her in a position where she couldn't' move. Stacey humored her for a second and then elbowed her in the stomach, making Sakura bend over , gasping. She grabbed Sakura and hit her in the nose, making it bleed. "Too bad you already have dark hair. Red would look better on you than me." Stacey growled.
"You fucking Bitch!" Sakura grabbed Stacey's arm and hit her in the mouth. They both continued until they were both too exhausted to lift their arms anymore.
"Ok, Ladies, are we better? Got it out of our systems? Good." He said, looking at them both,. Stacey smiled, loving his attitude, for once. She spit out blood from her bloody lip and walked over to Brian. He and Brain's attitude were proof to her that her thoughts of leaving were gone for good. She now knew she was finally at home and had a family.
OK! I pass it on to Cc!! Hope I did all right, things have been busy in my part of the world and things are crazy so...sorry it took so long! Great job, home girls! Keep it up! Cc, have lots of fun and I love you all! Peace and lots of Love! CHEER GIRL
"Thinkin 'bout how to plead your case?" Vince asked Stacey, who was unusually quiet. She glared at him.
"You're lovin this too much." Stacey grumbled. Her swollen, black eye was beginning to throb all the way into her temple. She laid her head on the window and closed her eyes.
"Yeah, I am. Brian's gonna have a cow. You'll be lucky if he doesn't ship you outta here to boot camp." Vince said, turning the car sharply into the garage.
"I don't care. Hey, why aren't you taking me home?" She asked, just now noticing that they were at DT Garage.
"hey, if you're not in school, you should be working. Dom's rules. Jess, Mia, and Bri had to follow them. You're no different or special." Vince threw the petite blonde a pair of dark blue coveralls. "Get crackin. Miss Cheerleader." He added, watching her wrinkle her nose in disgust.
"This just beats it all." Stacey muttered, now severely annoyed.
"I can call Brain or Dom to come get you instead." Vince held up the cordless phone, making Stacey shake her head.
"No. Its okay." Stacey said. "I'm a quick learner." She smiled, taking the phone out of his hands.
"That's how I was seein it too. Get those on and help me over here." He ordered. Stacey frowned, thinking he was a little bossy for her taste. She was mentally weighing consequences over his attitude. The dark blue things went against every fashion rule she had learned, but she decided to suck it up and deal. Vince threw her a rubber band as she finished wrestling the zipper that seemed to be stuck.
"Let me guess. For my hair." She said dryly, making him grin. She put her long hair up into a messy half pulled through ponytail. "ok, Vince, what are we doing?" She asked, watching him take an engine out of a BMW M3. She slipped on the radio and "I hate everything about you' by 3 Days Grace was playing.
"YOU are going to clean. Detail and clean." Vince shook his head, laughing. Stacey stuck out her tongue.
"Vince, I'm here to work, not be a slave." Stacey objected. She listened to the music's beat, ignoring him for a minute. How ironic the song was, she thought to herself.
"Hand me the oil pump and that hose.." Vince ordered, gently nudging Stacey out of her own world. "Go over there and pump some oil into the bucket.." He ordered, pushing her towards the barrel of bulk oil. Stacey, still dazed, stumbled and tripped the majority of the distance to the barrel. She caught herself on the barrel, but then knocked it over. "Stacey! Pick it up! NOW!" He yelled, seeing Stacey watch the half-filled barrel spill out on the concrete floor.
"Right. I'm on it." She jolted herself out of shock, ignoring her stinging leg from hitting the barrel. She fumbled with it, trying to lift it back up, and ended up in the center of the pool of oil, on her butt, none the less. She got up indignantly, appalled. Vince groaned, hopping out of the car's engine area.
"Good going." He scowled, looking at oil dripping from Stacey's coveralls. She rolled her eyes.
"You are such a typical guy." She yelled, her temper hot.
"You are such a typical valley cheerleader rah-rah girl. Not my fault you had to come to work here when you shoulda been at school." He shrugged.
"I'll walk home and change since you can't be bothered." Stacey said, heading for the door. She ignored Vince's sarcastic laughing. She ran right into Dominic. She looked up, seeing Brain right behind him. She groaned, knowing it was all over now.
"You guys havin fun in here playin around?" He asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically, his arms folded.
"He pushed me." Was all Stacey could get out of her mouth, still trying to escape out the door. "I tired to tell him it's not safe to play around." She said, liking the idea of flipping the situation on Vince.
"Dude, what happened?" Brian asked, looking at Vince for his side of the story behind the mess.
"Your sister." Vince replied, his voice low as he attempted to contain the spill. Brian walked back out to where Stacey and Dominic were talking. Dominic was helping his sister out of her oil covered coveralls.
"Get in." Dominic pointed to his car. Stacey knew that by the sound of his voice, she was in deeper trouble than she could handle. He had the deep, low, controlled voice of rage ready to unleash its wrath. She got in, no words spoken. Brian got in the front seat., looking stressed.
"Where?" She had started to ask, but Brian shook his head to shut her up. She sat back, sighing and blowing her hair out of her face. Her eyes began to close. She reenacted the day's events in her mind, those thoughts making her feel more exhausted.
"Get out." Dominic ordered, holding up the seat for her to get out. Stacey looked at Brain, who looked like he was working hard to control his temper. The question occurred to Stacey if maybe she had pushed too far this time and this was the end for her. A pissed off Dominic Toretto and a silent Brain O'Connor made a deadly combination. Stacey was getting nervous, really nervous.
"You have fun fightin today?" Brian final asked, breaking the silence. His arms were folded.
"Vince told you?" Stacey asked, her voice raising.
"Shut up and listen." Brian snapped. "We're not stupid, Stacey. Dom and I know everything that goes on. Answer me." Brian ordered, making her jump.
"No. I didn't. SHE started it. The night we were in the restaurant and she had a gun. It was Tran's sister who started he freaking fight." Stacey stopped, figuring it was pointless to plead her case.
"Sister, yeah, I know. And I'm sorry my enemies fell on your hands." Brian said, softening up a little on his sister.
"No, it's not your fault. I didn't tell you cause I didn't want to worry you." Stacey hugged him impulsively, knowing she had made him feel bad.
"Baby Girl, don't keep that kind of stuff from me again." Brian kissed the top of her forehead.
"Brian and I handle the Trans. Your job is to stay in school, out of fights. You could be taken away from Brian and even kicked off your precious cheerleading squad." Dominic said, the last of his speech surprising her, making her smile at his concern.
"I understand." She said, giving in. "But. seriously, how did you know?" She asked, no just lost as to how they really did know if Vince hadn't told them.
"Tess. Your home girl's worried about you." Brian grinned. " Don't be mad at her. She just cares about you and loosing a good cheerleader." He said. Stacey was truly in awe that Tess had been so concerned tog o behind her back.
"I'm not." Stacey promised. The reality of having as good as friends in LA as in Miami had finally hit her. Just then a blue Honda Civic roared up and out stepped Sakura and an older Tran. "Hell NO! I'm not calling a truce!" Stacey hissed under her breath.
"Aw, Hell, Stace, I'm not that good of a guy." Brian laughed. "We're gonna let you finish it. FAir.. No jumping. No tag teaming. All out you and Sakura." He explained, his eyes narrowed and on Tran's sister.
"Is he serious?" Stacey asked Dominic, who nodded, loving her expression.
"Come on." He said, putting an arm around her. He walked her to the halfway point where Sakura was waiting.
"You would do this, you damn snitch." Sakura glared at her.
"I did this." Dominic admitted. "No more fighting at school. No more tyrin to jump on people. Sakura. Do it fair. Right here and right now." He ordered. Sakura looked at the older Tran.
"Same for our side. Sakura will be sent away if there is another fight. Do it now, get it out of your system. You both have to much to loose if you do not do it now." The guy said. Stacey smiled, rubbing her hands together in anticipation. It didn't get much better than this.
"I'm going to beat you to a lifeless pulp." Sakura snarled, lunging for Stacey. Stacey ducked, getting a punch in to Sakura's cheek.
"You'd have to be able to fight to hold true to that promise." Stacey challenged. Sakura grabbed Stacey's hair and had her in a position where she couldn't' move. Stacey humored her for a second and then elbowed her in the stomach, making Sakura bend over , gasping. She grabbed Sakura and hit her in the nose, making it bleed. "Too bad you already have dark hair. Red would look better on you than me." Stacey growled.
"You fucking Bitch!" Sakura grabbed Stacey's arm and hit her in the mouth. They both continued until they were both too exhausted to lift their arms anymore.
"Ok, Ladies, are we better? Got it out of our systems? Good." He said, looking at them both,. Stacey smiled, loving his attitude, for once. She spit out blood from her bloody lip and walked over to Brian. He and Brain's attitude were proof to her that her thoughts of leaving were gone for good. She now knew she was finally at home and had a family.
OK! I pass it on to Cc!! Hope I did all right, things have been busy in my part of the world and things are crazy so...sorry it took so long! Great job, home girls! Keep it up! Cc, have lots of fun and I love you all! Peace and lots of Love! CHEER GIRL