The Devil's Rejects

Chapter 2: AJ

Chris, Mackenzie, Kit, and I were on our way to races. I was cruising in my Skyline, following Mackenzie's Lotus Elise because she was the one who knew where everyone met for races. I don't know how she does it, but she seems to have connections all around the world and could get anything for us. Chris followed behind me in her Ferrari. All three of us had black cars with red and orange flames streaking towards the rear of the car on the sides. It just helped to identify us as a group. We were one in the same and it was fucking awesome.

We finally pulled into an alleyway and parked our cars right next to each other. I climbed out of my car and walked over to Mackenzie and Chris, who had already gotten out of their cars and moved together.

"Welcome to Skanksville, Ladies," Mackenzie mimicked a tour guide's voice. "Please remove all clothing before entering and jump on any man willing to jump back." Mackenzie seemed to look us up and down before smirking at us with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "You guys fit right in." We laughed and then I began to mimic stripping my shirt off. I did a little suggestive dance where I wiggled my butt and shook my breasts. We were laughing as I spun around, pretending to rip off my pants. I remained clothed in reality, but it looked almost real. I was a pro at it….if you get the hint.

Kit finally got out of the car, looking disgustedly at the woman around wearing close to no clothes. He didn't really enjoy the sight as most men would and we all had respected him for that until we figured out he was gay. Then we knew why he wasn't interested in the skanky-looking girls.

"Ew! Oh my god, I cannot believe they're dressed like that! Don't they have any decency?" Kit whined as the disgust on his face grew. I couldn't help but laugh, when movement from my right caught my eye. A large, handsome, muscular man gracefully slid in next to Mackenzie. She looked at him and then rolled her eyes as he grinned suggestively at the three of us. Two younger, thinner, also gorgeous men slid in next to Chris and me. They looked very familiar and I swore I knew them from somewhere, but I couldn't pinpoint it. I could tell Chris recognized them from somewhere too, but she didn't say anything. Mackenzie wasn't even looking at them.

"I don't think we've seen you gorgeous ladies around here before," the muscular man said and winked at me. I smiled suggestively at him and slipped over in between him and Mackenzie. It was then I realized the three men weren't paying any mind to Mackenzie because she wasn't dressed like a total slut in the least bit. The younger of the thinner two was a bit surprised at her lack of clothing, in fact. He watched her out of the corner of his eye while he pretended to pay all of his attention to Chris and me.

"Why don't you ladies drop by our party after the races tonight? I'm sure we could get you guys a few drinks or so…" the elder of the thinner two suggested with a half-ass grin. Mackenzie snorted and rolled her eyes.

"I'm out. Check you guys later," she said and it was then all three men looked at her. She sighed and slipped into the crowd, suddenly wanting to get away from everything.

"She's reminds me of someone," the younger of the thinner two said, though it was more to himself.

"Yeah, that one girl from that band…what was her name?" the elder said. I knew them instantly. They were old friends of yours that we met about six years ago, back when we were first starting out in New York. The elder was Leon and the younger Jesse. They had been pretty cool people, but Mackenzie knew them best as she liked to talk a lot more…a whole lot more. I did the bed thing, she did the mind thing, and Chris did the…I'm not sure what thing she had going for her. Kind of everything, I guess.

"Mackenzie," Chris said and I realized she knew who they were too.

"What?" Leon said as he stared at her.

"Mackenzie. You remember a Mackenzie from a band…that's Mackenzie."

"Shit, are you serious, darling?"

"As serious as a stroke."

"Chris?" Jesse put in and Chris grinned.

"The one and only," Chris replied and Leon and Jesse both threw their arms around her simultaneously.

"Wow, it's good to see you," Jesse said and then turned to look at me.

"If she's Chris, and that was Mackenzie, then you must be that AJ girl I knew…" Jesse said and I laughed, trying to nod at the same time. I hugged him and then Leon. It really was good to see people I knew.

"You remember Kit, right?" I asked and pointed to him. Kit smiled at them and shook their hands, knowing people would find it strange if he hugged them.

"Still gay?" Leon couldn't help, but ask.

"Still gay," Kit replied. "Still straight?"

"Still straight."

"Damn!" We all laughed, but the muscular guy. He just looked confused.

"My apologies, where are my manners?" Jesse said.

"You never had them," Chris told him and Leon, she, the other guy, and I laughed.

"Thanks, Chris. You're too kind. So anyways, this is Vince. Vince, this is Kit, AJ, and Chris, and that girl that ran off not too long ago is Mackenzie. I'll introduce you two later."

"Or I could introduce them later," I suggested. "And right now Vince here could maybe show me around the racing scene…" I winked at him and he grinned. He slipped an arm around my shoulder.

"No problem there, girl," he said and I laughed as we disappeared into a crowd. "First I wanna introduce you to my best friend and the King of the Streets, Dom."

"He won't be the king much longer," I said, thinking about Mackenzie. Vince raised an eyebrow.

"Why, do you think you can beat him?" Vince laughed, before gibing me a mischievous, teasing smile. "Then again, he may be distracted by how gorgeous you are…" He winked at me and I laughed.

"As cute as it was," I said matter-of-factly, "you need to find a new pick-up line."

"What's wrong with my pick-up lines?" Vince asked, sounding somewhat offended. He grinned at the same time as looking offended. His hands were at his chest as if he was saying, "How could you say that!"

"They're so corny! You're never gonna get a girl in bed with that pick-up line." The two of us laughed and as I looked ahead I realized we were at a group of people who were talking about the next race.

"Two G buy in, all or nothing," a large, muscular, hot, multiracial bald man who seemed to be the leader said as he held out a wad of cash. Two other guys, a black guy and an Asian guy, pulled out wads of cash.

"That's my best pal, Dominic. Everyone calls him Dom or Toretto though. That guy there," Vince whispered to me and pointed to the black guy, "is Edwin. And that other guy racing is Hok. It's H-O-K, but it's pronounced Hawk. Wonder who ever came up with that one…"

"Don't be mean!" I teased him in a whisper and giggled before turning back to look at the guys.

"Hector holds the money," Dom said and handed all the cash to the Spanish guy next to him.

"Why Hector?" the Asian guy asked.

"Because he's too slow to make away with the money!" Edwin taunted him and everyone around laughed slightly. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a white guy came in and slipped his pink slip into Hector's hand.

"Brian," Vince grumbled the name in an irritated voice under his breath. I knew then that that man was Brian.

"How can you have a problem with him?" I whispered with a smile as I looked at Brian. "He's cute!" Vince growled and glared harder at Brian, moving a little closer to me as if to be ready to protect me. I laughed slightly. "You're right." So I growled at Brian too, as if agreeing with Vince. In reality, I was just doing it for the fun of it. Vince turned to me with a cheeky grin. I growled at him then and grinned back.

"Do you know how hot you're making me right now?" Vince growled seductively into my ear. I just laughed and shook my head in slight surprise. This guy may be hot, but he's a pig…just like Jesse and Leon. No wonder they were friends.

"Hey, wait, hold up! I don't have any cash, but I do have the pink slip to my car," Brian said, determined on being in the race. The expression on Dom's face read different, saying, "What the hell is this kid doing?"

"Wait, you can't just climb in the ring with Ali 'cause you think you can box!" I heard Jesse say as he stepped out of the crowd near them. Leon and Chris were close behind him and Vince pushed me forwards a little too. Brian pointed at Vince with his next line, which confused me a little.

"He knows I can box. So check it out, it's like this: if I lose, winner takes my car clean and clear. But if I win, I take the cash and I take the respect!"

"Respect?" Dom asked laughing.

"To some people, that's more important," Brian answered his face hard as he stared at Dom. Dom paused with a smile. Then he pointed at a green racing car.

"That your car?" he asked and Brian nodded. "Jess, pop the hood!" The crowd moved over towards the car, pulling me along with it, and Jesse opened the hood. He disappeared into the engine, but his voice could be heard naming off the parts. Afterwards Jesse slammed the hood and looked directly at Brian with a slightly pissed off glint in his eyes.

"He's got enough NOS to blow himself up," Leon commented on the cars. Brian turned to Dom with a grin.

"So am I worthy?" Brian asked and then it was Dom's turn to grin.

"I don't know if you're worthy enough," he said and pointed at Brian, "but you're in!" The crowd cheered and began to move towards their cars when suddenly a voice piped up. One I knew quite well. Mackenzie.

"I wanna race," Mackenzie shouted loudly and suddenly everything went quiet. The crowd moved apart to make a pathway for her to come down to where Dominic and Brian stood, Vince, Jesse, Leon, and I following behind. Dom laughed at her.

"You, race?" Dom asked surprised. "Sorry, princess, but we already got four racers."

"So you can add a fifth," Mackenzie urged on. "I don't really like being called princess. So now, when I beat your ass, it's gonna be twice as satisfying." The crowd oohed, wondering Dom's response to that. He took it as a challenge and stepped right up to her so they were only a few inches apart.

"You think you and your skinny little ass could beat a great racer such as myself?"

"I could beat your ass all the way to Hell and back…twice." I laughed. I loved her little quirky lines like those. They were so…I don't know, but they always seemed to make people rise up even more to the challenge.

"You really think you could do that?"

"I bet you the pink slip to my car. The Lotus Elise with the sick engine over there." Mackenzie pointed to her car. "Plus, I'm willing to put in the 2 G for the race. That's seriously all you guys bet here?"

"That's a lot of money, little girl!" Hector said from Dom's right, though he was slightly behind him. Mackenzie looked passed Dom at Hector.

"In New York the bids ranged anywhere from 150 G to 200," Mackenzie said stonily. "You little pussies here are either dirt poor, or scared you're gonna loose." Mackenzie looked back at Dom and smirked. "I'm the best, I play the best. Think you can handle it?"

"Yeah, afraid you're gonna loose to a girl?" I called out, knowing Mackenzie would definitely be in the race then.

"Let's see what you got," Dom said with a smirk of his own. He had no idea what he could do. Vince looked at me and laughed.

"You know, your friend has some real guts to be talking to Dom like that. If she were a man, she'd have already been hit in the jaw the moment she said, 'I wanna race.'" I laughed at him and shook my head.

"You have no idea what my girl, Mac can do," I said to him as I followed him through the crowd.

"You wanna ride with me to the strip? We'll sit at the finish line and I can drive you back later to get your car."

"You mean the strip Mac's gonna beat those guys' asses on? Sure."

"No way Mac's gonna win, hun. I'd bet all my odds on Dom." I climbed into the passenger seat of his racing car. It was sick, as Mackenzie would call it. She liked hers better. She could control it better.

"You really wanna bet on it?"

"Yeah. I do."

"Ok. I bet you dinner Mackenzie's gonna beat Dom's ass. I win, you pay. You win, I pay."

Vince looked at me as we pulled to a stop at the end of the street the guys were gonna race on. Two girls in bikinis were spray painting the finish line and Vince parked right next to it, facing the racing lane. He grinned at me and I gave him a sly smile.

"Deal…It's on!" We shook on it and I laughed as we climbed out of the car. Vince jumped up to sit on the hood of his car and patted next to him. I jumped up beside him and as I opened my mouth to say something Chris slipped out of the crowd and in front of us.

"The race is starting in like less than a minute," she said with a grin.

"I never would have figured that one out, Einstein," I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes. Vince chuckled and threw his arm around my shoulder very casually. I didn't say anything and just smiled slightly at him, letting his arm stay there. It felt nice to have a straight man put his arms around my shoulders, even if it was kind of casual looking.

Chris moved out of the way of the lane just as the flag went down. She closed her eyes, as if imagining she was one of the racers. She moved her hands around as she began to speak, as if she was the driver.

"I can just see Mac," Chris began, "throwing it into gear, her hands gripped tightly on the wheel. She's got all her focus on the road, while she's shifting back and forth and slamming her foot down on that gas pedal!" Her eyes opened and we all turned to see that Brian had taken the lead. Mackenzie was still in the very back, but I knew how she raced. She always gave the appearance she was going to loose and then at the last second she pulled in front and creamed them by a whole car's length.

So that was how she did it this time. Brian's engine blew out and he spun, coming to a stop. I bet he was breathing pretty hard the adrenaline rush. Then suddenly, in the blink of the eye, Mackenzie was neck and neck with Dom. He hit the NOS and shot forward, just a few car lengths away from the finish line. The second after he hit the NOS, Mackenzie hit both of her NOS buttons and flew out front, crossing over the finish line a whole car's length in front of Dom. Her car turned and screeched to a halt, leaving skid marks. Dom's car just screeched to a halt, facing hers and leaving its own skid marks. As the other racers joined them and the crowd flocked over, both Dom and Mackenzie climbed out of their cars. I craned my head to look at them with a grin on my face. Mackenzie casually leaned against her car, crossed her arms, and smirked. Dom walked over to her and stood a few feet away. He looked somewhat pissed at the fact that a girl had actually beaten him.

I jumped off the hood of Vince's car just as he did and hooted with triumph. I looked at him and grinned, jumping up and down with glee.

"See?" I told him cheerfully. "I told you she would win! I just told you!" I swooped over to him and gave him a big hug. I kissed him on the cheek before pulling away, not really realizing what I was doing. I did it all the time so I didn't think anything of it. Vince looked a little shocked, but it passed as quickly as it had come. "We'll talk later about when you take me out for that dinner you owe me." I winked at him and slipped off into the crowd towards Mackenzie to congratulate her on her win, Chris at my heels. She was just as giddy as I was. She knew Mackenzie was going to win, but it was always really exciting when she won. Even though it had happened at least a million times in her lifetime. Racing was her life, and she was racing.

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