Author's Note: Hi! It's me Black Aeon! I'm not gonna change the story, I'm just changing the structure cause I think it looks bad and hard to read. So, don't fret, I'm not changing it anything but the sentence and paragraph and body structure. Thanks!

CHAPTER 7

"Don't you look happy. What happened?" someone said.

Faith turned around to see her cousin smirking at her with a knowing gleam in her eye.

"Kriz? What are you talking about?" Faith said, trying to force her blush down.

Kriz laughed and went to the kitchen with Faith following her.

"Oh, nothing. Never mind." Kriz said, getting a Corona out of the fridge.

"No, you trying to saysomething. Spill." Faith demanded.

"That guy that you kissed earlier, he's Jesse." Kriz said, trying to hide a smile as she drank the Corona.

"I know that. How do you know him?" Faith asked.

"Because I usually see him at the Toretto's. Plus, I got an interesting phone call." Kriz said, looking at Faith.

"How interesting?" Faith asked, quirking an eyebrow at Kriz.

"Oh, interesting enough to find out that you beat the living shit oout of Ricki Young. THE Ricki Young to be exact." Kriz said, setting her Corona on the counter and looking at Faith with a semi-amused and semi-serious expression.

"What? He asked for it! Bastard doesn't know the meaning of no, even if it kicked him in the ass! Besides, how is he so SPECIAL?" Faith asked, leaning against the counter.

"His father is the most powerfullest man in LA since the Tran's! DO you know what could happen to you if Ricki tells his father that a girl beated the living shit out of him? A lot! I told you Faith, never get in trouble! I also told you to stop getting into fights!" Kriz yelled.

"It wasn't my fault! Bastard thought that he could just flirt with me and get into my pants as if I was a fucking slut! Besides, what did you want me to do? Let him have his way with me?" Faith said, getting off of the stool and standing in front of Kriz.

"No! But, you didn't have to hit him either!" Kriz said sternly.

Faith was slightly taken aback. "I can't believe you. Taking HIS side over your own cousin. Just because he has connections and can control over half of the police force doens't mean that he has control over YOU!!" Faith yelled.

"Look, I'm just trying to protect you from alot of things. I promised Aunt Celia and Uncle Ross that I'd take care of you. I don't want to see you hurt." Kriz said softly, placing her hand on Faith's shoulder.

Faith looked down at her feet before hugging Kriz. Kriz embraced Faith and felt a few tears come out of her eyes.

"Um, why are you guys hugging?" someone asked.

Faith and Kriz let go of each other and turned to see a guy with short black spiky hair with blonde tips and dark brown eyes. He was dressed in a white wifebeater and baggy gray coveralls with some grease and oil on it.

"Kriz immediately dried her eyes as Faith fixed her shirt. "Nothing. Just having a heartfelt moment." Kriz said.

"Oh! You found out that Faith beat the living crap out of Ricki, huh?" the guy said.

"Shut up, Ray!" Faith said.

"Wow! News travels ast, don't it?" Kriz asked.

"Well, yeah. I mean, Baby Girl just beated the living shit out of the most famous guy ever!" Ray said.

"I wouldn't be in this mess if it werent for YOU!" Faith said angrily.

"Me? What did I Do?" Ray asked. "You were supposed to pick her up from school! But since you were SO BUSY from "working", Faith walked home to trouble." Kriz said, making quotation marks with her fingers when she said working.

"Um, I can explain." Ray said, slightly sweating.

"Oh, really? Then do pray tell." Faith said, clenching her fists.

"I was, um, it was um, supposed to be a secret." Ray said, slightly backing away from the entrance.

"Really? If that's your excuse then I suggest that you run very far away...and fast...NOW!" Faith yelled, lunging for Ray.

Ray immediately ran as fast as he could when Faith lunged at him. "I'M SORRY..." Ray's voice echoed as he ran for the garage.

"Oh, boy. This is bad." Kriz muttered, following Faith into the garage.

Faith immediately stopped running and looked at the sight that was in front of her in awe. Kriz smirked when she saw Faith's expression and took a quick picture of it on her phone.

"Oh. My .God. Holy Shit!" Faith said. "Shit ain't holy." someone said.

Kriz, Faith, and Ray looked to where the voice was coming from. A guy with short black spiky hair with red tips, a short braid, and light brown eyes came out from under the car. He was wearing the same clothes as Ray, except he was shirtless.

"JOSH!" Faith cried out suprisingly.

"Hey, Baby Girl!" Josh said, smiling at Faith.

"What are you doing here? Your not supposed to be home before graduation."

"What? Is it so wrong to be here for my little sis?" Josh said with a mock hurt expression.

"No! I'm just..surprised." Faith said. "Yeah, same thing happened to Kriz." Josh said, winking at Kriz.

Kriz rolled her eyes before smirking at Faith.

"Is that mine?" Faith said, referring to the Black Ford Mustang w/ Mist Gray Ghost Flames on the sides of the car.

"Yup! It's an early graduation present." Ray said.

"So, this is what you were doing." Faith said, looking at Ray.

"Yup. So, does that mean that I can keep my head?" Ray asked. "Yeah." Faith said, walking around her new car.

"Well, what do you think?" Josh asked.

"I love it! Thank you!" Faith said happily, hugging Josh and Ray.

"No problem, Baby Girl. Anything for you." Ray said.

"So, are we racing tonight?" Kriz asked, leaning against a desk.

"Hell yeah! But, I think I'll use the Skyline tonight. I'll use the Mustang after graduation." Faith said, pointing to a black Nissan Skyline w/Heartagram decals on the sides of the car.

"Alright. I'll get Torrance and you get ready." Kriz said, pointing to Faith. Faith nodded her head and ran upstairs to her bedroom.

'Hm, I wonder if Jesse will be at the races?' Faith thought.

She shook her head to clear any thoughts of him and went to take a quick shower. When she was done, she went to her closet and got the clothes that she was gonna wear. She immediately put it on and went downstairs to the kitchen. When she got their, Josh and Ray were already dressed and were eating pizza. Ray was wearing a red long sleeved dress shirt with the first two top buttons undone showing a white wifebeater underneath, baggy faded blue jeans held by a red web belt, and red/white Converse hightops. Josh was wearing a white fitted sleeveless shirt, baggy khaki colored Dickies workpants held by a white web belt, and pure white Adidas.

"Hey, Baby Girl Don't you look hot tonight." Ray said, giving a low whistle.

Faith smirked and looked down at her attire. She was wearing a black bikini top with matching bottoms, baggy navy blue Dickies workpants held by a silver studded belt, black/white Converse hightops, a black bandanna on her head, and thin black fingerless leather gloves.

"Yeah. Dressed to kill." Josh joked.

Faith stuck out her tongue at him and took away his pizza before biting into it. "Hey! That was my pizza!" Josh whined.

"You know, there's a whole lot more pizza in the box." Kriz said, coming downstairs with Torrance behind her.

Torrance giggled at the fact that Josh was whining over something as little as pizza. She was wearing a white bikin top with matching bottoms, tight white backless halter top that stops above her bellybutton, tight faded blue hiphugger flared jeans, pure white Nike DeltaForce, and a white bandanna on her head. She frowned when she looked at Faith's attire. "

Gee, the top looks sexy...now if you could only do that for the bottom half of your body." Torrance said, slighlty shaking her head in disapproval.

"It's the way Faith dresses, Torr. There's nothing you can do about it." Kriz said, taking a bite out of her own pizza.

"Don't even get me started with your fashion sene either, Kriz." Torrance said, looking at Kriz's clothes.

Kriz was wearing a black/white bikin top with matching bottoms, a tight black short sleeve shirt that stops above her bellybutton over the bikini top, tight faded blue hiphugger skinny jeans that stop below the ankles, pure white nike Franchise hightops over the jeans, and thin black leather gloves.

"Oh, come on! I like the way I dress." Kriz said.

"Which is why your fashion sense sucks." Torrance muttered under her breath.

Ray slightly snorted in laughter when he heard that.

"I'm sorry. Can you repat that, I didn't quite understand you." Kriz said, finishing her pizza and drinking Josh's Corona.

"I said let's go racing!" Torrance said, hoping that Kriz didn't hear the comment she made.

Kriz smiled at her before nodding her head. She stood up and got her keys to her car. Ray, Josh, Torrance, and Faith followed Kriz to the garage, got into their own cars, and drove to Downtown San Diego where the races were.

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