Writer's Note: Sorry, I haven't updated in a while, I've been wrapped up with my SWAT fic and then I got stupid writer's block, which, ironically, there's nothing at the drug store to cure which sucks! They should really make something for that; it would help a lot of writers out there.

Chapter 15 Queen of the waves and streets

There they were, Team Toretto, sprawled out on the golden sand of a Los Angeles beach, Mia was in some skimpy orange bikini, sitting in a beach chair, refusing to get wet or sandy, Vince was putting all the ice in the ice chest to keep his beers cold, Jesse was trying to build a fancy sand car, Leon was hitting on every women in a bikini that passed him by, although his lines could have used a lot of work, and Dom was preparing for his first real surf. Letty had been training him for three months now, and Dom wanted to impress her with what he had learned from those crazy three months of getting up before dawn, or what he considered dawn anyways.

"I cannot believe," Mia started in her drama queen voice, Letty just rolled her eyes. "that you are going to waste a PERFECT day for sun tanning on surfing."

"Believe it," Letty replied as she finished waxing her board. She began stretching, she didn't want to cramp out in the water.

"Hello, Mr. America," Mia said looking over her sunglasses as a hot surfer passed her by.

"Shakira?" a familiar voice said.

"Richard? What are you doing here?" Letty asked as she stood up, brushing off the sand from her ass.

"I could ask you the same."

"Only beach on the California coast with decent waves."

"Bullshit."

"Yeah."

"Kala told me you felt."

"I did."

"Why?"

"I want to go to college."

"Really? There are colleges on the island."

"I know."

"You broke up, didn't you?"

"Me and Kala, yeah, me and D3, no, never."

"Pipe Masters is coming."

"So I've heard, your brother competing?"

"Yeah, first year, you gonna be there?"

"Doubt it."

"Why?"

"Because, Kala was right, he always is."

"He was wrong this time, everyone knows. Come home."

"I would, but I can't, I promised I wouldn't."

"Sure."

"Tell you brother congratulations."

"I will, so, you gonna surf or not?"

"Yeah, kick your ass, like old times."

"I've been training, I could kick yours."

"Yeah, when your momma flies."

"Hey, who knew giving her piloting lessons would be such a disaster?"

"Me, I even told you."

"That was years ago."

"It was last mothers' day."

"We cracking your momma jokes or are we surfing."

"Surfing."

"Alright let's go."

"Dom, you ready?" Letty said looking over at him.

"Yeah," Dom replied picking his board up.

"Let's go," Letty said as she and Richard made their way to the ocean, with Dom tagging along behind them.

"Should have figured Letty knows him, she knows ever surfer," Mia said placing her sunglasses in their place.

"Mia, you are just too obsessed with men," Vince said, grabbing a bottle of water and handing it to her.

"Thanks, and for you information, I'm not obsessed, just interested."

"A little too interested, if you ask me," Leon replied as he watched a blonde get out of the water.

"Pervert!" Mia shouted leaning forward in her chair.

"Dominic, paddle!" Letty shouted over the ocean sounds, she looked back at him as she paddled with all her might.

"I'm trying!" Dominic shouted back, his arms were sore from all the paddling and they were going pretty far in.

"Dom, are you planning to die out here?"

"No, not really."

"Than paddle for your dear life."

"Thanks for the encouragement."

"Welcome."

They finally stopped paddling and sat up on their board, which Dom had a little trouble doing, "Need some help there, Dominic?" Letty asked adjusting her dark brown bikini top.

"No," Dom replied, then added, "You?"

"No," she replied splashing him with water. "Richard, help me find Dom a good wave, he's taking his first big wave today."

"Cool, Shakira you teacher?" Richard asked, watching the waves coming.

"Yeah, three months of getting up before dawn," Dom replied, his eyes on Letty.

"It was not that early, I use to get his brother up at 3:30 never morning to teach him," Letty commented as she lay back on her board.

"Yeah, and he still does it now," Richard replied, then added, "Get ready Dom." Letty sat up on her board and looked at the wave coming towards them, he could take it.

"Get ready to paddle, Toretto," Letty said as the wave came closer. "Now! Paddle! Paddle!" Dom began to paddle, just like she'd though him, and he caught the wave with such grace that Letty was blown away, and pretty damn proud. He handled the wave well, and his balance was perfect, which two out of the three months for him to nail.

That Night.

"Where are we going, Mia?" Letty asked looking through her closet, while she used her shoulder to hold the phone to her ear.

"All Dom said was he was gonna take everyone out," Mia replied, almost tripping over the phone cord.

"So, what should I wear?"

"Something sexy and skimpy, that shows off your beast."

"Now you sound like a guy."

"No, I sound like your best friend who is trying to get you a man; you know sex can be considered exercise."

"Thanks for the advice," she replied as she put Norah Jones's Come Away With Me, in her CD player.

"Com' on you haven't dated a guy in like forever, Letty, it's time to get back on the scene."

"I am on the scene, people just haven't noticed."

"You haven't allowed them to notice, and Dom says to be here by 11."

"Alright, well, I've got to go, bye."

"Bye chica." Letty hung up the phone and picked out an outfit; she choose a red mini skirt that tied up on the sides, a black fishnet shirt with a red halter top over it. She looked through her closet for a pair of shoes, she picked out black boots with red flames. She pulled her hair back and piled it on the top of her head with a bunch of bobby pins; she put on black eyeliner and lip-gloss before heading over to her CD collection to pick out her CDs for the night. She grabbed her cell phone and attached in to her waist, she grabbed her keys and red leather jacket and headed to the Toretto house. She knocked on the door, Jesse opened the door, "You're early," Jesse said as he stepped aside so she could walk inside.

"It's 10:45, Jesse," Letty replied taking a seat on the couch.

"Oh. Okay, there's a huge possibility Mia will be late."

"Big surprise there."

"True. Mia! Letty's here!!"

"I'll be down in twenty minutes!" Mia shouted back, shoes could be here as they were rummaged through.

"I think I'll go help here, before she buries herself under her shoes," Letty said as she made her way up the stairs.

Ten minutes later.

Mia and Letty walked down the stairs, Mia was wearing a pink backless tang top, black leather short shorts, pink open toe high heel sandals, her hair was tied high up on her head, and curled. Usually, Dominic would be giving Mia a lecture about wearing more clothes, but his attention was on Letty, and her VERY revealing outfit. "Are we leaving anytime soon?" Letty asked as she and Mia joined the group.

"Yeah, let's go, Mia you go with Jesse, Vince you go with Leon, and Letty, you're with me," Dom said as he grabbed his keys.

"Why do I get stuck with you?" Letty asked leaning against the wall.

"Because, I said so," Dominic replied grabbing his black leather jacket.

"I do have a car, you know, I could take Mia and Jesse."

"Good point, but you're not, I will carry you if I have to."

"Then you're gonna have to carry me."

"Alright," Dom replied picking Letty up, "Let's go," Dom said opening the front door and heading towards his car.

"I cannot believe he just did that," Mia said as she and Jesse headed to his car.

"Well, he did," Vince said locking and closing the front door. "Think we have enough beer for the party?" he asked as he got in his car.

"Optimistic, aren't you?" Mia replied sliding into Jesse's car.

"Hey, we all know he's gonna win."

"I cannot believe he is gonna race tonight!" she shouted in replied slamming Jesse's passenger car door.

"Why you got to always open your big mouth, Vince?" Leon asked as he got into his car.

"How was I suppose to know she didn't know?" Vince asked closing his door.

At the Race.

The bets were made and the race was about to began, "So, you're not racing tonight?" Edwin asked as he leaned against his car.

"Guess I'm not," Letty replied sitting on the hood of Jesse's car.

"No side bets tonight?"

"No, ain't got any cash on me this time."

"There's a 75% chance Dom's gonna win."

"Good to know."

"So, see you at the after party?"

"Perhaps."

The racers lined up, it was Dom, Mike, and Johnny, and Dom was to be the winner, Johnny was to be a close second. They waited for Hector to give them the single, Letty could careless about the race all she wanted to do was get the hell out of there; but she was here with team Toretto so she would stay and watch the race. Hector's arms went down and the racers took off, Dom in the lead with Johnny on his tail and Mike far behind; Johnny, being Johnny, refused to lose, but him and Toretto were cool, and it didn't really matter who won, as long as it wasn't Mike. A car passed the finish line, the winner of that nights race.