Author's Note: Miss. Kookies, TheXRatedReader, MyDeepDesire and Born2BeMe; your reviews mean a lot. When I see them, make me want to post as soon as possible. I'm glad you're enjoying the characters, a lot of them has big roles and they are more to come. Also I want to put out that this story is like a chronical, it will go beyond Saints Row IV, so this story won't end anytime soon. But I'll most likely be writing a sequel after Saints Row IV storyline. Anyway, without further ado here's chapter ten. Enjoy.

Sherise, Lin, Athalia and Alyssa sat together while all the men were together. Sherise kept on eating all of the pizza rolls Lin made for the party. Lin pulled out her phone and showed her the wallpaper of her tuned out Voxel. "Sweet, huh?"

"Damn," Alyssa exclaimed. "Sherise was telling me about a guy that can hook his ride up. Um, what was his name again Reese?"

Sherise thought about what the brunette ment when it clicked. She placed her hand on her hip while she smiled. "It was...Shane Moss but everyone calls him Twinkie." She was referring to the character from Fast and Furious: Tokyo Dift but they didn't have to know that. "He'd like yours. Its nicer than the Hulk."

"The what?" Athalia laughed.

"Oh, yeah, Twinkie's favorite car is named the Hulk." Alyssa said remembering what Sherise said that little time they had before Tanya and Big Tony took her away.

Sherise giggled, but the her peripheral vision was focused on Aisha. She was talking to Troy next to a pew. Her arms were wailing in the air as she spoke, but the young Saint couldn't make out what she was saying. "Why is she still here?" Sherise thought aloud.

Lin didn't have to look over to understand that Sherise was talking about Aisha. "I don't know. Hell, I don't even know why Johnny stays with her."

"He's not."

Lin's almond shape eyes widen. She placed her glass of tequila on the floor. Alyssa looked from Sherise to Aisha to Johnny and finally back to her friend.

Athalia was the first one to speak up and ask the question that ran miles through all three of their heads. "Did you really fuck Gat?"

Sherise blushed before she slowly nodded her head. "We aren't like...you know. Dating or whatever, but we're...okay think of it like...I don't know."

"I thought you were just joking when you said that." Alyssa pushed her large curly weave out of her face.

"Everyone did." Lin said.

The party began to die down once majority of the guest were drunk and passed out. Francis was creative and made himself a bed out of the chairs. Douglas was leaning on a pew with a beer in his hand, but when he slowly tipped over the beer did also and the alcohol began to soak up on his shirt. Sherise quickly grabbed the drink from his hand and placed it on the floor next to him. Athalia and Alyssa traveled into he infirmary room so they could pass out on the cots and everyone else was still enjoying the afternoon.

Dex and Julius were going over more information about the Carnales. Aisha was alone, but she sat next to a radio and began singing a Sam Smith song that premiered on Krhyme. Lin was sitting on the steps where Julius gave his indoor speeches.

Sherise looked over everyone in the room and frowned when she realized one was missing. Damien. She was about to pull out her phone when someone called her.

"Hey Sherise," Lin called out from the steps.

Sherise sighed before she walked over and sat next to the breathtakingly beautiful Asian woman. "What's up?"

"Are you a good racer?" Lin asked as she took a drag of her cigarette.

"Sure. I use to kick some ass racing back home." Of course it was a video game but she didn't have to know that.

"I told the mute to boost some stolen Rollerz cars to Samson a few days ago, the guy who rigged the car for the Kingdom Come job. Anyways, Samson has the cars rigged to blow once the engine reaches a high enough temperature. I need you to make sure those cars get nice and hot. There's a race going down in Chinatown tonight, and I think you should give them some tough competition. I know these guys. If you're in the lead for the final stretch, they're gonna hit the nitrous to blow past you. When they do, boom. As soon as those cars are wrecked, get the hell outta there. You're no good to us dead." Lin stood and headed in the church. "Now hurry up. You got a race to win. Get Troy to help you he's pretty good at talkin' shit and you're gonna need that when you race these assholes."

Sherise nodded before she walked into Johnny's office where Gat and Troy were talking about season one of Lost. Apparently Saints Row has a lot from her universe as well. Sherise knocked her fist on the wall to get their attention. She cleared her throat, "Troy we have a job to do for Lin."

"What is it?" Troy asked.

"Rollerz race,"

Troy and Gat both stood up to follow Sherise outside of he church like little ducklings. Troy's Zircon was waiting for Sherise to drive. Troy had already got inside the passenger seat and his radio was loud enough for Johnny and Sherise to hear from outside. "You're a bitch." Johnny smiled.

Sherise frowned and crossed her arms over her chest. "What did I do?"

"Nothing, but now everyone knows about us."

"Not everyone. Some of 'em thought it was a joke."

"Until you told them the truth that you're my girlfriend." Johnny said.

The corners of Sherise's plump lips curled up. Her mouth opened and Johnny could see her tongue bit down by her teeth. "I never told them that. I didn't know that."

Johnny's face had a 'fuck me' expression. He sighed and pushed his glasses up awkwardly. "You're a girl that's a friend with benefits."

"A girlfriend," Sherise said.

"A short blow up doll that comes to life."

Sherise shook her head and began walking towards the driver's side of the Zircon. "Save me some cake!" She yelled out before she was inside the car.

"You're greedy you know that!"

-SR-

Troy turned down the radio once they started driving to the race. He watched how Sherise swerved in front of cars and drifted like she were something out of a racing movie, but he told her to at least stop at the red lights so the cops wouldn't be after them. They pulled up inside a parking lot full of Rollerz and surrounded by the bright neon lights of Chinatown. Troy glared at all of the White and Asian Rollerz dressed in some type of blue. He was lucky his window was tinted enough to mask his purple shirt that represented that he was a Saint.

"I don't like the idea of Lin going undercover, you roll with people long enough and pretty soon you start thinkin' like them." Troy said.

"What did you do before joining the Saints?" Sherise asked although she already knew the answer.

Troy paused for a minute. He cleared his throat and said that he owned a food truck. Which was a lie but when Sherise asked for the name he told her it was named Troy's Food Truck. Plain. Simple. To the point.

"So, you and Gat. What's with that?"

Sherise leaned her head on the window. "I guess I'm his girlfriend."

"That's not a good man, neither is the mute."

Sherise's eyes sliced daggers into Troy's face when she shot him a menacing look. "Who are you to judge!"

"I'm not judging. I'm just saying that Gat has a temper and so does the mute but what about him?"

"What about him?"

"He seems to really like you. Now he's probably more dangerous than ever."

"You think he's jealous because I'm with Gat?" Could it be possible that she has captured both the hearts of Saints Row badasses as they have captured hers.

"Maybe, look Gat is a good Saint, so is the playa. They gets the job done, but Johnny I've seen him with women. Don't you get tired of being called a bitch?"

Sherise stared at a glowing pink sign for a Chinese restaurant. "I have been called a bitch all through High School and most of my life. So, to answer your question, yes I'm tired of being called a bitch. But I know that Johnny just says that because he doesn't want to move too fast. It's his way of keeping a boundary."

Troy didn't know what to say. He watched the Rollerz get into their rigged cars. Everyone drove onto the road to get in formation. Troy rolled down his window to taunt the Rollerz. "You're out of your league, kid!"

The Rollerz returned the favor with a middle finger in the air. Sherise frowned at Troy's shit talking. She rolled down her own window to see a car with two members of the Rollerz. They were Asian and White. She stuck her middle finger out at them and yelled, "You fucking joke! I have a bigger dick than both of you combined!"

Troy shook his head in disapproval of her taunt. "Racist,"

"No, if I were racist I'd say that the Asian can't drive and well...I don't know what to say about the White guy. I'll just say he looks like you. He'll be all mad because your ugly as hell." Sherise smirked waiting for Troy to say something back.

"I'm not ugly as hell."

"You're right. You're cute like a Pomeranian." She rustled her hand through his hair.

Three. Two. One. GO!

Sherise slammed her foot on the pedal and the Zircon was off. Troy taunted a few of them out the window. "Go back to the Suburbs!" He yelled. He looked back at Sherise who was focused on the road. "So does Lin just want us to win this-"

One of the Rollerz's cars exploded into red flames. Troy looked back in shock. "Holy shit! Are there fuckin' mines on the street? Slow down!"

Sherise finally realized that she forgot to tell Troy why they're racing. "We need to stay at high speed! When the Rollerz hit their nitro to get past us the car blows up!" She yelled over the wind that howled from their speed.

"What!?"

"Car goes boom when they hit the nitro!"

"What the fuck!?"

At a corner, Sherise drifted. The Roller behind them didn't react in time and they smashed into the concrete wall. The car blasted into flames. There was three Rollerz left. Troy kept taunting. Then the three of them hit their nitro when the finish line was in Sherise's view. Their cars burst into impressive flames. Troy and Sherise could feel the heat warming the goose bumps on their arms. After they had crossed the finish line, Sherise didn't stop. She kept on driving until they were back at the church in Mission Beach.

Troy was breathing heavily. He wiped the sweat on his forehead. "Lin doesn't fuck around does she?" Troy said as they got out of his Zircon that Lin tuned up just for the race.

"No, but she does." Aisha was walking down the steps of the church.

Sherise sighed before she put a hand to her head and leaned on the Zircon. "Fuck me..."

"Johnny already did remember," Troy whispered in Sherise's ear with a laugh.