Destine Ryder-a young woman who thrusts into the fast life against her will, yet she was destined for greatness.
Guided by the experts from her brother, Dominic, Destine becomes one of the highest ranking racers in her town. She began growing into...
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WHO'S BRIAN O' CONNER
"Still a buster." - Dominic Toretto
"WHAT DID I tell you about this! You can't do this shit!" Dom yelled.
"Im sorry! Sorry I just wanted to have a little fun!" I yelled defensively.
"Destine everything is different around here. You can't do shit like that!" He shouted once more.
"Im sorry! I just wanted a little fun." I turned away.
"Listen next time just-" he started but was cut off by the sounds of police sirens wailing and everyone scrambled out.
"Get in!" He yelled and I didn't hesitate to do so.
He bolted down as the police sirens seemed as if they were getting closer.
We began to get stuck since there was a traffic jam but Dom knew a shortcut.
Some police cars followed us out with the blonde we just so happened to be going the same way. Dom pulled up besides him and lowered his window.
"Aye I got you man!" Dom yelled as he took the attention off his car.
"Dom waht are you doing!" I yelled.
"Trust me!" He yelled as he got in front of the police car and made it crash into another car.
He let out a smile to the blonde as another police car came except this time he had a huge taser device.
"Oh shit." The two in sync.
The two tried to outrace the officer but he had pretty decent aim considering he could barely hold the device.
The officer used the device on the blondes car, Dom tried to speed off but the officer already hit our car.
"What's going on! Why can't you stop!" I yelled as the car was recklessly driving itself.
The car spun uncontrollably and we crashed into a nearby wall, "Shit!" Dom yelled.
My head banged on the dashboard as Doms arm crashed against the side of the door. My forehead began to ache and I was starting to see black spots.
"You okay ryder?" He asked me, I gave him a nod.
I lied, if he knew I was hurt he would blame himself for it.
I knew he was mad and it was my fault. If I didn't go to the race, his car wouldn't have been a total shit show right now.
Many more police cars arrived and they all called for back up. I don't know what was going on, but I had a feeling my brother and this guy had a bad reputation around here.
