She's a fifteen-year-old girl who killed her "father" in self-defense and lied about it to the police. She thinks she has no other family members and now she has nowhere to live but the police tell her she was kidnapped from her real family when sh...
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ATHENA RUSSO:
I'm having too much fun with this car chase. I do donuts, I drift, I speed. I blast Style by Taylor Swift as I drive.
I drive off the highway and I see police cars waiting for me at the end of the road.
I sing the song while I swerve past the cars and drive into a busy street. I never knew New York would be this busy but everywhere I go there's a lot of traffic. Swerving past cars, I bob my head to the beat.
I frown when I see more police cars following me, and blocking nearly every exit.
That's rude.
I quickly turn into a weirdly big alleyway and then exit it and then drive back to the highway. I hear a loud helicopter above me and I have no doubts that it's following me.
Randomly, I get a weird feeling. Looking beside me, I see a familiar red Porsche.
Hold on isn't that Dom?
He smirks at me, giving me a challenging look, and speeds past me. Does he want to race? No. He possibly couldn't.
I catch up to him and lower my window and shout, "What the hell are you doing?!" His window lowers down. "Let's race," he shouts back.
"Are you sure?!"
"I'm sure."
I nod and my window slides back up. Okay. Let's race then. He holds up three fingers. Then two. Then one. Go.
I press down on the accelerator and lean back. I turn the volume higher and another song plays. I bob my head but gasp when Dom speeds past me.
I know he just didn't do that.
I glare at the back of his car while I'm hearing more police sirens behind us. I go to the lane beside him and zoom past him as I laugh.
I look in the rearview mirror and see a very angry Dom and then I see a bunch of red and blue flashing lights. He's shouting something but I can't see what he's saying. It's sad that I'm not a talented lip reader. He seems very angry though.
I drive off the highway again when I see police cars blocking the middle of the road in the distance. Dom follows me and I go into a car park. I go to the top floor and park the car.
I get out of the Bugatti and lean against the car as I watch Dom parks his car. He gets out of his car and slams the door shut.
If it wasn't for the police we would have a longer race but I've been at this for an hour and I've had enough.
He takes big strides toward me and I keep my head up high. Careful Athena, he might be a murderer. He frowns when he stands in front of me. "Did you really have to end the race that quickly?" he asks.
