The Fast and the Furious
The Race
I sat behind the wheel of my car. Deep breaths. Hector stood in front of us arms in the air. Ready to start the race. JR was to the left of me and I didn't care was to my right.
Hector's arms went down, we speeded off.
Soon the world was gone.
All that was left was me, the car and the black top in front of me.
I pressed on the gas. A turn was coming up.
That's when the reality hit me.
I turned to far. I forgot this wasn't my car. This was some car the FBI gave.
Doesn't matter. I was still in the race. Second place behind JR. I pressed the button for the Nos. I flew by JR. Experience showing now. Oh well.
But again not my car. It couldn't take the NOS.
Second place.
JR first place.
He got out and he was surround by girls and some of his crew. I sighed as I got out of mine.
"Deal is a deal. My car is all yours." I said walking up to him
"You know anyone else would have driven off." He said
"I'm not everyone else." I said
Sirens were heard.
Shit.
We rushed to our cars speeding off. I made sure to follow JR. I watched from the shadows as he parked, pulling out a jacket with a hood, switching jackets. He walked down the streets but a cop saw him.
Double shit.
I sped up doing a very close u turn in front of JR. Window down.
"GET IN!" I yelled
He did.
Now we were in a car chase. That is no problem. After a few turns. Some stupid tricks. The cop was gone.
JR was having a mini heart attack.
"You aren't a newbie are you?" He asked
Crap.
"No." I sighed
Soon a bunch of guys on motorcycles with guns stopped us, asking us to follow. JR nodded so I followed.
What have I gotten myself into?
Notes
Boom!
But let's just remember that there will always be good teachers. Well, I hope... There should be.
4/27/15