|And T is for Trouble
Author: MrsDWinchester-Zen007 PM
The gang meets a girl who is more then trouble... The daughter of a notorious street racerRated: Fiction T - English - Words: 282 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 13 - Published: 12-08-08 - id: 4704647
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"Kip, my man, you're doin' it wrong..." Kris whispered to her friend, as they hotwired a car.
"Hey, I been doing this for years. I don't need a girl to tell me how to boosted a car." Kip whispered back.
Kris rolled her dark eyes.
"Well, I know how to build a car from the ground, up." She answered, moving a piece of dark hair from her face.
"Will you two stop arguing!" Toby whispered, holding the flashlight.
Kris smirked at her boyfriend, Toby, the handsome, computer geek.
"Sorry." She then turned to Kip, "Come on..."
"Got it!" Kip stated as the engine roared to life.
"It's about time, Raines..." Kris said, with sarcasm as she got into the car and they were off.
"What's next on the list?" Kip asked.
Kris pulled out the paper and turn on her flashlight.
"Uh... 1974 Chevy Nova..." She read, "It's parked in Beverly Hills."
She then scoffed.
"That's just great..."
"I got this one." Kris said, as she stepped out of the car.
"You're sure?" Kip asked.
"Yeah! Jesus..." She answered, slamming the door and shoved her hands into her black Led Zeppelin hoodie.
She walked right to the car and quickly opened it. It took her no more then a minute and the car roared to life.
"Told ya..." She muttered, as she followed Kip's car.
Suddenly there were red and blue lights filled the car.
Kris tried to outrun the cops, but at the end, she knew that she was in deep, as cops swarm the car.
"TORETTO! GET OUT OF THE CAR, NOW!"
Shit. My dad's gonna kill me now...