-Flashback-
The car seemed to jump aside as she came around the turn. Whoever was driving the car was quite unsuspecting of there being other vehicles on the road. As Kiki rounded the curve the car had come from, she heard a terrible smashing noise, and the sound of metal thwacking against dirt. She quickly slammed on the brakes of her new towtruck with both feet and jumped out of the cabin.
The first thing she saw was the mangled guardrail. Her mouth opened wide with horror when she noticed a 3- foot section of the rail was missing. She ran over to the edge of the road and gasped so hard and loud she nearly choked. At the bottom of the cascading moutianside, was the same car she had seen moments before. The car was a lot different now, laying up beside a 100 foot tall pine. Kiki snapped out of it and came to her full senses, then switched into life- saving- mode. She scrambled down the steep mulchy hillside, calling out, "Hello? Are you okay? Are you alive? Can you- ow! Hear me?" with only the reply of silence.
Kiki didn't consider the fact that she could've killed someone, and set to work with her towtruck. Besides, she had a concert to get to.
-End of FB-
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Ellie somehow managed to squeeze by the screaming fans and boys with phone numbers into the cold, dark alleyway.
"Ugh… cold… Nickelback played suckish… need new hobby…"
Then she saw the car.
It wasn't much of a car, though. It was hooked up to a large towtruck, and its body was a mess, not to mention the windows and the wheels…
What the f… is it… bre… no…
The car was breathing.
Where did this car come from? This truck has to have a logo…
She kneeled down at the trucks door. Sure enough, the door read; "Kiki's towtruck service".
"Kiki… I know her… she's the girlfriend of Rick, that gearhead…"
This car is special. Is it… no, I'll find out, after I find KIki.
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Kiki was inside jamming out to Paramore at the Paramore and Nickelback concert. This girl named Ellie had somehow convinced Nickelback to play her song during their concert. The song she had played was definitely going on her iPod.
"KIKI!!!"
She jumped and spilled her black cherry soda all over her favorite white iCarly tee.
"GET OVER HERE!!!"
"Now?"
"NOW!!!!!!"
"Ok!!!
She dropped the bottle on the ground, and scrambled away from the snack tables to the voice that was calling her.
"What?" she hissed.
"I'll pay you 20 bucks if you drive that car up to my house."
"How far-"
"Up the road." She said motioning her head to the door, "Literately."
"k… fine…"
"NOW!!!"
"OKOKOKOK!!!!" she screamed as she stumbled for the door.
Was that Ellie? Holy crap, she's not to be messed with…
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On the way to Ellie's garage, the two girls had a conversation. Ellie pestered Kiki with questions, like; "What kind of engine does it have?", "What brand is it?" and, "how fast was it going?". She probably expected Kiki to answer all of them and know all of them.
"I don't know… cant you find out for yourself?" was the answer that Ellie received with every question.
After a whole amazing 5 minutes, they arrived at the garage.
"Now I'll pay you 30 dollars if you get it into there."
Kiki groaned. You have to love being a towtruck driver… and began to unhook the smashed car.
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Note: Yay! Chapter 3!!! And you've me the older version of me… Ellie! I don't own Lightning McQueen or any of the talking carz… I do own the talking humans, though. But not Paramore or Nickelback or iCarly… or iPod.
Thanks for all of the reviews! More needed! NO BAD REVEIEWS ALLOWED!!! ONLY POSITIVE!!!
Now to type up chapter 4…