It's 2006 and Beyonce just released her newest album "B'Day." She's on the covers of Vogue, adding more Grammy's to her collection and soon becoming the next best thing. In the middle of her popularity, she travels back home to Louisiana for her mot...
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"MAN, I LIKE THIS FRESHMEAT. HE GOT some real talent. Did you see the way he drifted? I could have sworn he did that shit better than you." Roman chuckled, dabbing Micheal.
"Alright, man." Dom playfully rolled his eyes, sitting down on a tire. "I don't know about all that."
Letty smiled, sitting in his lap and running her hands through her hair. "Roman is right. He's starting way further than where we all started. I mean who the hell drifts in their first race?"
"I think Dom is scared that if Micheal races him, it'll be close." Roman teased causing everyone to laugh. Dom hummed, tilting his head to the side. Then, he tapped Letty's thigh, causing her to move off him. "Let me show you something."
He stood up, whistling and grabbing the attention of the crowd. Micheal took another sip of his beer while people surrounded Dom. Dom gestured towards him. "You all just watched Micheal race. Who wants to see if he could beat me?"
The people began to cheer and Dom held out his arms. "You want all this? It ain't gon be after one race. Let's give the people what they want, Mike."
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"Right now?"
"Right now. Right here."
"I don't have a car," Micheal announced causing people to boo. Dom took a couple of steps towards him, holding out his hand. "Next time, you bring one. We got a deal?"
"We got a deal." Micheal stood up, accepting his handshake. A wave of excitement entered their ears before Dom told the people to get lost. They eventually all listened, rushing back to the finish line where the current race was coming to an end. Micheal looked at Mia who was talking to a few of her friends at the bar. When she realized he was looking at her, she sent him a smile, sinking her teeth into her bottom lip.
"You were checking her out." Roman stood next to him, crossing his arms. He scoffed. "No, I wasn't."
