Didn't like the ending to Fast and Furious Spy Racers? Neither did I! Let's continue the story and write it the way it should have gone. Will Layla and Tony finally have their happily ever after? What will happen to the Toretto Family? Will they con...
We had another race on the way to the studio where the interview would be happening. We pulled into the parking area. People were standing out by the door waiting for us. When we got out of the cars, they stared us down all the way to the door.
Guy- Are you Layla Gray and Tony Toretto?
Layla- Yes. We're here for our interview.
Guy- Right this way.
He lead us down a few different hallways and into hair and make-up rooms. Layla walked in first and sat down in one of the chairs in front of the mirror. I sat next to her and she looked over and smiled at me. Two ladies walked in and started to inspect our hair before doing anything to it. Layla's stylist complimented her pink, purple, and green tips. My stylist put some gel in my hair and combed it up better than I had before. She put some weird powder on my face and sent me over to a different part of the room to get new clothes. Layla was still getting her hair done. I was given a white suit with a light pink tie. I'm guessing that it's supposed to match the light pink dress hanging on the rack, which I was assuming was for Layla. After a little bit of waiting, Layla's stylist told her she was all finished and could go put on the dress. As she walked across the room, her curled hair bounced with every step she took. She took the dress and walked into the dressing room. She put it on and walked out, doing a little spin to show off the dress.
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I still get surprised when I see her in a dress. She was never a dress-up girl before. I still don't think she is, but I think she is more open to other options than she was a few years ago.
Layla- What do you think?
My Stylist- It looks perfect!
Layla's Stylist- It's beautiful!
Tony- You're beautiful.
I walked over to her and looked down into her blue eyes.
Tony- But you're always beautiful.
Both Stylists- Aww!
I gave her a quick kiss before we heard a call over the loudspeakers, saying it was time for the interview to start. The only thing is, it's a live interview. So no messing up or saying too much. We started walking down the hall together, hand in hand, towards the room we were told the interview would be happening.
Layla- Remember. We just say what we gotta say and nothing more. We can't risk anything gettin out. Nothin about... you know what.
Tony- You're talking about our jobs, right?
Layla- Yes. Jeez, Toretto!
As soon as we opened the doors, the lights were instantly brighter than in the hallway. We let go of each other's hands and walked over to one of the couches set out in front of the camera. We sat next to each other and Layla looked a little nervous. I put my hand on her leg and she seemed to settle down a bit.
