It's so hot, I can't stop, the music fills the room. Oh, HI! Hey, I got Vanessa Hudgens's CD. It's so awesome. I'm in love with the song Let's Dance. That's the song I was typing. ;-) I'm glad you guys liked my last chapter, but let's get more reviews this time.
(A/N: Sally's narration is in italics)
2003, Hummer & Plymouth Co., Los Angeles, CA
When I got Jason's number, I didn't call for the longest time. Work was getting busy. Eventually I had gotten one position away from where I wanted to be, which was a prosecution lawyer. If I was a defense lawyer, I wouldn't want to defend somebody who could've been guilty. One day, Oscar Plymouth, one of the bosses, told me to come into his office. I had never been in there, and it nearly scared the living life out of me. I swear, one more demotion and I was going to quit. I had worked so hard to get to this one spot that I dreamed of being at, and this could've been my chance.
Sally looked at the door in which she was about to enter in order to get to Oscar Plymouth's office. It was the hugest door she had ever seen. She couldn't feel her engine at one point from the amount of fluttering. She was scared for her life that they were going to fire her. But then she realized that this could be a good thing. It would mean she could be able to start her own law business like she dreamed of doing. Sally looked over to the desk of where to secretary was typing away on her computer. How was she so fast? When Sally was at that position, she was never able to type like that! "Am I aloud to go in?" The secretary simply nodded, still typing like the world was going to end in five minutes. Sally looked up to the top of the door, and then looked right back in front of her, took a deep breath, and drove through the door. There he was, Mr. Plymouth, a dark blue 1969 Plymouth Road Runner standing right behind his desk, looking as if he was just waiting for her to enter, which he probably was.
"Ah, Sally," he started. "Good to see you."
Sally nodded, not saying anything. She didn't want to make a bad impression.
"You're only one place away from being a lawyer, right?"
"Yes."
"And would you rather be a prosecution lawyer or a defense lawyer?"
"Prosecution."
"Well, congratulations. Will recently got fired due to his lack of attendance. You have the job. I'll give you the rest of the day off to get ready for tomorrow."
Sally's eyes went wide. Will? Will was her best friend there, and she would hate to lose him as a friend. But at the same time, this was the best moment of her life! "Thank you so much."
"No problem. Now, you know where his office was, right?"
"Yes. Thank you."
"You already said that."
"I know." Sally smiled and sped out of his office, every single bit of fear escaping. She drove off to her office, happy as could be, but immediately stopped once she got there. It was Will, and he looked happy as could be as well. Why was he like that? He'd just gotten fired! "Will, I heard."
Will, the black 1999 Buick Park Avenue looked up to Sally, amazing as could be. To him, Sally was pretty much everything. "Sal, hey. It's absolutely fine. I'm actually really happy."
Sally could feel her frown smiling a bit. "Really? Did you hear I was your replacement?"
"Of course I did. I'm happy for you. I wanted to start my own business anyway."
Sally giggled a bit. "Well, one day, I'll work for you."
"And I'll gladly give you five promotions within the first hour."
"Glad you like me that much."
Will chuckled to himself. "You'd be surprised. So, Hummer or Plymouth?"
"Plymouth. Thank god, too. He actually let me choose."
"That's because he has a thing for you."
Sally scoffed. "Yeah right. He's, like, way older than me."
"In this world, Sally, age won't matter."
In a way, I sort of froze, but I could feel my head shaking, my eyes closing, wondering what he meant. My boss couldn't have actually liked me. I was way too young for him, and him of all people, the highest paid prosecution lawyer in the country, would at least have some sense that it was wrong. "No. No, he wouldn't. I don't believe you."
Will's smile quickly faded when he had heard that, heart nearly broken. "Well then. I, uh, I guess I'll se you later, alright?"
Sally nodded, confused and scared. "Alright. Bye." Will drove past her, and although it seemed really spontaneous, yet planned, he passed her, giving her a kiss on the fender, quickly getting out of the office afterwards. She couldn't believe it. Did he just… kiss her? Well, no, but it was close enough. And oddly enough, after dropping her mouth a bit, she smiled, because as strange as it sounded, she actually… liked it. She looked around at the office, smiling, wondering just how lucky she was for a lawyer in LA.
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"Dude. No. Don't let Will catch you off guard! Jason's gonna be your one and only. You know it."
"I'm not sure, Hails. What if he thinks I'm boring?"
"Sally, let's face it. You're the most fun lawyer I will ever know. Serious by day, partier by night."
"That doesn't matter! I've known Will for so much longer."
"What if he turns out to be a horrible boyfriend?"
"What if Jason does?"
"…you got me there. But still! Just try Jason and see what happens, alright?"
After deep consideration, Sally nodded her head. "Only because you're my best friend."
I picked up the phone, not knowing exactly what to expect. It was a little crazy, but at the same time I didn't mind. I dialed the number with caution, hoping this would work out, but then again, I didn't want it to. The phone rang about three times before somebody picked it up. "Nuts and Bolts, Jason Kiichiro, founder, how may I help you?"
Sally's grill dropped. Nuts and Bolts? That was the most popular paintjob parlor in LA. They were making money by the seconds. "And you call this job unimpressive?"
"Well, compared to a lawyer, it's horrible. Even if you're just a wannabe."
"Not anymore!"
"Seriously?"
"I got promoted today. It's kind of sad though, because I'm taking my friend's place."
"Your friend? Which one? Purple, white, or green?"
"None of those. It's a guy."
"Oh." The other line stayed silent for a bit. "Boyfriend?"
"What? Boyfriend? You kidding me? I'm single! I wouldn't call you otherwise."
"Right! Of course. So, anyway, you seriously like Nuts and Bolts?"
"Yeah! I mean, remember the case about the girl who died right after she got a paintjob?"
"And the family sued us, but it turned out she forgot to change her oil, and the engine exploded, which ruined other irreplaceable parts, therefore, killing her."
"It happens, I guess."
"So, anyway, to celebrate your promotion, why don't we go do something tonight? You like carnivals?"
"Um…" Sally looked at Hailey, who was too interested to bear, and she mouthed the words "He just asked me out!" and Hailey's grill dropped. "Sure, I guess so!"
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2006, Mack's Trailer, 1-40, 15 Miles Away from Radiator Springs, AZ
"You sure you want me to continue?"
"Well, you can skip a bit if you want."
"How much?"
"We both know you go to the carnival, have a good time, kiss, do whatever, and then something horrible happens about a year later."
Sally stared at Lightning for about a minute in shock. "…whoa. Seriously, how'd you guess that?"
"I'm psychic." Lightning winked. "So, what happened?"
Sally sighed. "It's a little crazy what happened. I totally didn't expect it. I don't think anybody did, though."
"Must've been serious."
"Nobody believed me at first." Sally put on a half smile, trying to make it seem like a good thing that nobody believed her, but she knew deep inside it was the worst thing possible. She paused for a second, about to tell Lightning what had happened that next year, 2004. But then she turned to Lightning. "This is when you tell me that you'll guard this secret with you life. That you won't tell a soul."
Lightning nodded assuring. "Of course. If it's this important."
"Alright." She changed her face to a scared expression. "Jason never tried to kill me. But somebody did."
Somebody tried to kill Sally, but WHO? God, people, I'm not telling. Have you guys heard of Paramore? Check them out too! They rock.
Hey, I saw the Incredibles again! I might get obsessed again! But nothing can beat Cars, guys.
Vibrations, sensations, can you give a review? (Again, from Let's Dance)