Nick taps me on my shoulder. "Hey. Do you think Dominic was being serious back at the rest stop?"
"About what?" I reply.
"About us having nice cars and him seeing us around. Do you think he was being serious or just pulling our chain?"
I thought back for a moment. "He looked pretty serious to me." In fact, it seemed to me like he was looking forward to running into us. But I didn't say anything. Nick turned around and sat down in his car. I stayed perched on my hood and surveyed the people around me, a lot of cars and a lot of people. They filled up the alley like a fluorescent can of sardines. I peered up and down the area several times, but no sign of Toretto and his team.
After about half an hour, I start to notice that our cars are getting some attention. It has escalated from passing glances to people stopping to get a better look. A few people actually decided to come up to me and take a look around. I kept a close eye on things while Nick sat in his car sleeping no doubt. I rolled my eyes. Always sleeping. I sat on the hood of my car and yawned slightly.
It was getting late, so the traffic in had come to a halt. The only people that still weren't there were Toretto's team. Then the sound of high performance engines filled the night. Coming from the street, it steadily got louder until ten gleaming headlights rounded the corner. My eyes darted and people started gathering around. Team Torreto had finally arrived. I smirked and bit on my lip piercing. People came from every end of the meeting, and all converged around the five cars. I pushed my way through the crowd and noticed the guy with the Skyline was talking to Jesse, I think that's what his name was. I bided my time and looked over the vehicles, a Jetta, a Maxima, a 240sx, a Skyline, and of course the RX-7. Jesse noticed me standing there and walked over.
"Hey, you racing tonight?'
I looked at him and smirked "Why do you think I'm here? Just to be another ricer?" he laughed slightly. I pointed over to Nick in his car.
"He wants to race Dominic bad. He went all egocentric on me today after you guys left."
"I don't know if Dom will race him. But even if they do race, he doesn't stand a snowball's chance in Hell against Dom."
"Whatever you say. You may be surprised." Jesse and I push through the thick crowd surrounding Dominic Toretto. Jesse talks to him and lets him know that we're here and ready to go. He points out Nick's car. Dom sends Vince over there and I follow. He peers through the tinted glass and then bangs on Nick's window. I started laughing because we wanted to scare the shit out of him.
I stood back and watched. Nick snaps his head up from the inside of his car and Vince opens up the door and looks at Nick and laughs. He grabs him by the collar and drags him over to Dominic Dom clears his throat. "So, you want to race me?" Nick stands silent for a moment and then looks over at me.
I stare at him "Go for it man, don't be a pussy." Letty and Mia laugh and I shrug my shoulders. Nick looks at Dominic, "Yeah, I wanna race you." Dom leans in to shake is hand. "Let's do it then. Unless you get stage fright."
Nick grabs his and, "Let's do it. They shake hands and Nick walks back over to his car and starts setting things up. I can hear some music blaring from the speakers of his car. I walk over and sit back on the hood of my Skyline. The other guy with the yellow R-33 approaches me.
"Nice ride chick. What's your name?" I look at him for a moment
"Its Danielle" I light up a cigarette and exhale the smoke and asked him the same. "Leon," he says. I ditch the cigarette and look at Leon and ask him in curiosity. "So, is there a party or something after this thing? Me and my partner in crime have been living in our cars for the past three weeks."
"We'll that's depends on your friend does in the race." Leon kneels down do get a low profile view of my car.
"What if there's a party or not?"
"No. If you're invited." With that, he stood up and left. He walked through the crowd and back over to Dom's circle.
I shrug my shoulders slightly and slide off the hood of my car. I turn and open up the driver side door and sit down. I tap my fingers on the steering wheel and flipped up my Nextel
"Nick you gotta visualize the win! Do it man!"
He beeped back "Okay, I will." I threw my phone in the passenger seat and watched has his car rolled past. I waited and eventually heard the sound of the cars at the line and then the sound of burning rubber. I knew the race started.
I sit around for a couple more minutes and Nick beeps me back "Get over here."
I start up my car drive over. There's a large crowd of people around his car. I push my way to the front and could see Dominic. He had a surprised look on his face. I over heard him saying, "Who knew kids from Florida could race so good". I smiled and walked over to Nick.
"I guess you won."
He was sitting on the hood of his car with his head in his hands.
"Are you okay?"
He looked up at me. He was fine; in fact, he was smiling more than I had ever seen him before. "Half a length. I lost by half a length. Can you believe that?"
"Are you serious? Man that's a bummer."
"Are you kidding?" He stood up and said, "That's the most awesome thing that's happened to me since I got my license."
"What, losing?"
"No, I was this close," He held up his fingers about and inch apart, "This close to beating Dominic Toretto!"
I can't believe this kid. He lost but he's happier than he has ever been before. At this point, his antics have attracted a fair amount of attention.
Dominic walks through the crowd over to us, followed by the whole crew. Hector pops out of nowhere from behind us a slaps Nick on the shoulder with a stack of greenbacks. "Not bad." He says.
Then a deep voice replied, "Not bad indeed." It was none other than Dom himself. Leon ran up next to him and whispered something in Dom's ear.
He said to us, "You guys should stop by later. It's time to go." Then, louder, but still calmly, "Okay people we've got incoming. Let's get out of here."
Leon walked up to me "I guess you guys are invited to the party after all." he said with a smirk and ran off to his car.