Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to Mrs. Stephenie Meyer.
Love at the Finish Line
It's an indescribable feeling when I am on my bike, like I can do anything or be anyone. There is no gravity, and nothing is holding me down, everything is possible. I don't need a mask or to pretend to anyone. It's just me and the wind, no strange glares from passers by and no whispers or rude remarks thrown at me. Its freedom, in every sense of the word.
I slowed down to a stop near my brother, who had a stop watch held tight in his hand and a huge smile splattered on his face.
"That was awesome timing Bells! These bikers won't know what hit them!" he practically lunged at me before giving me a bone crushing hug. I barely made it off the bike in time.
"Thanks Jake, I did learn from the best." I stated with a wink at him after he finally let me go. The smile on his face even bigger because he taught me everything I know.
We started to pull our bikes onto our truck so we could take them back home. I still had to meet up with Alice at the mall, ugh. She's my best friend, but growing up in a house with only my dad and brother made me like spending more time in my dad's dealer than the shopping mall.
"So Jake, you really think I am ready for the nationals?" I asked, though I knew I was ready. I literally smoked every rider in the regional; even Jake struggles to beat me, and he is in a higher league than I am. I grew up going to every race he had and secretly steeling his bike for street racing until the day he caught me and convinced Charlie to let me join the dealers' team. My dad was not happy at first but he has now come to understand that he couldn't expect a girl growing up with two boys to have interest in girly stuff.
"Of course Bells, you've been ready. You just weren't old enough for nationals till this year." He stated a smile still on his face as he drove to our house.
"You know, there will be a Cullen in your league this year as well, it seems he just turned 18 too." his voice becoming more serious as he said this.
Every year it was always a close call between the Cullen and Swan team. Since as far as I can remember, it was always us or them in first place, the other coming close in second. I couldn't help but laugh at his tone of voice. "Jeeez, Jake you make it sound like it's the end of the world, it'll be fine, I'll smoke him like I do all those other hot rods."
He smiled brightly at my words, "I know bells, you can almost take me." He lightly punched my arm as we pulled into our drive way. I jumped out of the car and started to head for the door when Jake yelled out for me.
"What's up?" I asked turning around to see him unloading his own bike from the truck.
"You're going to leave your bike on the truck?" he asked with a smirk on his face.
"Please take it down for me Jake... I need to meet Alice at the mall, you know how she gets when I'm late!" he rolled his eyes and mumbled something unintelligible. I knew he wouldn't leave my lovely Honda unprotected on the back of the truck, at least not after all the hard work he put into it this year to get it faster than any other in the Honda 1000 series.
I continued inside and up the stairs to my room. I took a quick shower and threw on a pair of jeans and a shirt, I hated going to the mall, so I didn't care how I dressed for the occasion. I ran downstairs and noticed the bikes were both washed and in the garage parked next to Jakes red VW rabbit that he hooked up himself, and of course my other baby; my Honda S2000, the royal blue caught my eye every time I looked at it. I am so glad I let Jake apply the clear metallic coat, so it even shines in the moonlight when I street race. I loved it almost as much as I loved my bike, and I ride both pretty damn good if I do say so myself.
I jumped in and lowered the convertible top; driving my car with the top down gave me the same feeling of freedom as when I rode my bike. Though Miami has a lot of malls to go to, Alice of course picked to meet me at the farthest from my house and the biggest in the near Miami area. It took me almost 20 minutes to arrive at the Saw Grass Mills Mall, but I made it just in time to see Alice hand the valet her car keys two cars in front of me.
" Hey Bella!" she yelled when I got out of my car and pressed the top closed on my remote key chain before handing it to the valet.
"Hey Alice!" I yelled back with fake enthusiasm. She walked up to me and linked her arm in mine, pulling me toward the main entrance.
"Has Jake been working more on your car, I called your house about 20 minutes ago and he said you had just left, it took me 40 minutes to get here, I live right by you, and drive a Porsche!"
I chuckled at her comment "Dear Alice, when will you learn that if Jake is left alone for more than 5 minutes in the garage all the cars go a bit faster in the morning."
She didn't reply, just pulled me along to the first store of our trip. We shopped non stop for about 2 hours. She, of course, tried to get me to buy a bunch of girly outfits that I wouldn't be caught dead wearing. I was able to wiggle myself out of it, although I don't think my closet can take anymore of Alice's interference; almost half of it is still in its original state with tags and all.
"Alice, I have places to go tonight, how much longer will this take?" I asked in a whiny voice that I knew irritated her.
"Don't worry, I have places to go as well, why else do you think I wanted to shop?"
I gave her a sarcastic look "Umm... because you always want to shop, I can't tell when it's for a special reason or just a normal day for you."
She smacked my arm playfully "I don't go shopping everyday!" I gave her a knowing look and she rolled her eyes at me.
"So…" I asked. "What's the occasion for today's shopping?"
"Oh, Jazz's sister is arriving today with her fiancé and her soon to be brother in law, he wants me to meet her, and as always I have to look my best".
We continued shopping for a few more hours, and by the time she said it was ok for us to go it was close to seven and I knew I wouldn't make it in time for the first street race.
Smoke rose from my tires as I pulled out of the malls valet area, I sped back to south Miami where the street race would take place. As I pulled up to 8th street, I saw Tony guiding cars to there parking spot and racers to the racing line; it looked like I arrived just in time.
I pulled up close to him and lowered my black windows, "Hey Ton'!"
"Sup Bells" He smacked his hands with mine like I was one of the guys. "Wanna get in this one, or wanna wait till the last one?" He winked at me while bending lower towards the window of my car to be in eye level.
"I want to race them all today." I told him and started closing the window and driving to the starting line. I raced four rounds, smoked every one as usual. It was already getting late but there was still one more round left. So after picking up my winnings from the previous round I pulled up to the starting line yet again, there were three cars to my left, ready to race, a black mustang, white corvette and burgundy Nissan. I recognized all of them; I had beaten them earlier in one of the rounds or on another street race some where. There were no cars to my right. I had this covered, this being the last race of the night it was worth two hundred dollars, per driver. I had made more than that in my earlier rounds.
I was getting restless seeing as Tony was not coming up to start the race. Jake would come looking for me if I wasn't home soon, everyone knew how my brother was overprotective of me. Alice says that that's the reason I don't have a boyfriend, though I always thought it was more for the fact that I wasn't a normal kind of girl. Boys were normally intimidated by a girl that can drive better than they can.
I looked in my review mirror to see the silhouette of Tony next to a car that I couldn't tell the make of it; its bright head lights were shining in my direction. Good thing my tints were dark enough that the light didn't bother my eyes; it was perfect for racing in the dark. Tony pointed to the space to my right and started walking to the starting line himself. I noticed the headlights to the unknown car get closer and closer and soon pulled up to my right. Now next to me I can tell it was a sleek silver Volvo, I smirked to my self. What is this guy, crazy! Volvos are heavy cars, not racing cars, I was going to win this race, piece of cake. I revved my engine and noticed the outline of the guy in the Volvo look at me, though I knew he couldn't see inside my car.
Tony stood a bit ahead on the side line his hand raised. I revved my engine again, cooped up in my car, so I couldn't hear the commotion outside or the words Tony was about to speak, but I saw his lips forming the words and my heart went into overdrive as it always did with the excitement of a race.
READY…… SET…… GO!
I peeled out and took first place immediately, it was easy just as I had thought, ten blocks before I reached the U turn mark that we had to make before going back to our starting line which was now our finish line, this stupid Volvo driver swerved from behind and passed me, my blood burned in my body, no ones done that to me in a few years. Who the hell was this guy? I had been too distracted thinking I had this race in the bag, and didn't notice his slick ass creep behind me.
I pushed the gas and was on his tail in a matter of seconds, we were getting close to the U turn and he was skillfully preventing me from passing him, with each of my swerves, he jumped in front of me. I saw the turn upon us and didn't think twice, I gassed the peddle hitting the floor, and grabbed the emergency break and got ready to pull. Most drivers slowed down when turning during a race. Jake taught me this little trick that only worked if you floored it. I pulled on the e-break and turned my wheel to my left where I wanted to go then immediately turned it to the right, but the car kept turning as it should, creating a perfect 180 around the curb and enabling me to pass the Volvo who had to make his turn a bit wider.
I released the e-break and continued down the street the Volvo close behind me, though this time I had my eye on him and didn't let him pass, well not unless he wanted to mix paint.
I pulled on my e-break again and drifted to the finish line. The Volvo did the same but didn't come to a complete stop. He slowly pulled next to Tony and handed him something then sped away, without giving me a chance to congratulate him for being the first in years to come close to beating me.
After collecting my money, I drove home and ran inside to find Jake and Leah cuddled on the couch, he looked at his watch when he heard the door open. I smirked and ran to the stairs.
"Your late young lady!" He yelled after me, but I was already in my room locking my door.
A/N: Hey there, this is my first attempt at fanfiction, hope you all liked it.
A million thanks to all of you who helped me get the guts to finally post this, NoPerfectCircle, fairy18, my adorable little sis and my very talented beta Hamie120. If you all hadn't pushed, I would still be drowning in self-consciousness!
Please let me know what you think! :)