Me and Sean were waiting outside for Han.
While I was leaning against the car,Sean was trying to call someone but I was to focused on the race I was gonna have with Neela.
I was clenching my teeth and narrowing my A's at nothing just thinking about it.
But then in the corner of my eye I saw Neela coming out of a market place with s fur jacket on looking like she was all that and a bag of chips.
I was trying to focus on things other then Takashi and the up incoming race but here comes Neela.
'Whatever' I thought to myself as I listened into there conversation since I'm nosy.
"You really need to stop following me around" Sean joked.
"What are you doing here" Neela asked.
"I thought I'd stop by and ask your boyfriend for some drifting lessons," Sean replies, smirking.
"Trust me, you don't want to be a part of this world," Neela tries to reason.
"It's good enough for you," Sean countered.
"You don't know anything about me," Neela sasses back.
"Well, why don't you think I know?" Questioned Sean.
"Cause I'm a gaijin? An outsider?" Sean continued.
"Let me guess you're an army brat who moved around a lot. You're mama and daddy was never home so you walk around pissed off all the time. Now you found your family with these drift nuts." Sean said, trying to figure Neela out.
'What an idiot' I thought to myself, rolling my eyes.
"Zero for one, cowboy," Neela responded, walking away and passing Han.
One she went inside, I join the boys, going into the car.
"why can't you go find a nice Japanese girl like the rest of the white guys around here," Han asked.
I scoffed and said "not all are so nice Han."
"That's just you," Han countered back, rolling his eyes.
We were driving peacefully then Sean spoke up, "is everything okay back there?"
"I can handle DK," responded Han.
"I though he's Yakuza" Sean asked, kinda confused.
"His uncles Yakuza, he's just playing gangster in his little storage room," I said with a little bitterness to my tone.
"But I need him, he keeps his Uncle Kamata from poking around to much," Han explained.
"What do you mean?" Sean asked.
"Well, his uncle gets a piece of the action from everyone on his turf, we're on his turf, 50% of something is better than 100% of nothing," I explained, Han nodded his head in agreement.
"So have you raced DK?" Sean once again asked another question.
"Why not? Is he that good?" Sean questions, seeing Han shake his head.
"What's the point of a race?" Han snapped back.
"To see if I'm better than the other guy," Sean says back, I scoffed and rolled my eyes at his definition.
"Just proves you're faster, that's all, if I were to race it would have to be for something important or why else do it at all," Han explained, I smiled at that.
"Why are you letting me race?" Sean asked.
"Cause you're DK's kryptonite and you owe me a car," Han responded making me chuckle.
A car that passed us making us look at it then Han looking at Sean.
Sean laughed, pressing the Nos and speeding pass the car.
I just rolled my eyes and thought 'boys'. (She rolls her eyes A LOT!)
Sean nearly shat a brick when he saw the cops, I just started to chuckle quietly.
"What the?" Sean questioned, generally confused.
"Police cars here are only factor-turned, you can do better then 180K, they can't catch you so they don't even try," I explained smirking.
(Where do u think she got the smirking from😏)
"You know what? I'm beginning to like this country already," Sean said, smiling.
We continue to race on to our next destination.
Yes I know it's been a while since I last updated and there's no excuse. I do plan on updating when I can so more then likely on Saturday's or Sunday's. I hoped you liked it!! See ya soon🐰🍚
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