{3} One of Three {Fast & Furious}

Imports Vs American Muscle

Sierra was already parked in Koreantown, among many of the many other cars in the undergroud parking.

She spotted Brian the minute that he parked, as soon as he pulled up in the shinin' blue imported car. "Good grief, he is totally painting a target already."

Scout muttered into her ear and she shakes her head a bit. "That is Brian's way, for you. If you don't like it, you'd do well to leave the racing behind you Lincoln." She spat quietly at him.

"Touchy, touchy. Bloody hell." He snapped under his breath and they saw the signal from Gisele and they walked upstairs, following the racers, which now included, Dom and Brian.

Ramon Campos, he was already speaking to the group at large, when Scout and Sierra, were now, walking through the room, into the golf course area.

"Who's the one closing these streets for tonight?" One of the drivers' asked and Sierra shakes her head.

"No one is. That is the point of all of this." Ramon Campos, stated to them all, as Sierra chuckled.

"Looks like you boys, all better know how to drift real good. Or if you don't, then you better be damn quick at new tricks. Because if you are not quick to do so, you ain't gonna win nothin'. Got it?" Sierra asked and the guys, they all look at each other.

"Who the fucking hell, does this kid think that she is? Coming in here like she owns the place, and then ordering us around like lap-dogs? I really hate to break it to you, bitch, but you ain't bossing no guy around. We are not at all, dolls."

The one who had almost gotten himself into a harsh altercation with Dominic earlier, was sayin' that right now to her and she scoffed.

"Show some respect, for this girl, you asshole. She is the youngest person to ever drive for Braga. You are, one of a oldest." Gisele spat at him, and Scout's eyes were blazing, clearly itchin' for a fight.

"Scout is the second youngest, barely older then this kid by a year. They are incredibly talented drivers. You could learn a lot from them. They, will both, be waiting for you at the end of route. Any questions?" Ramon questioned as Scout was still itching for a fight.

"None, good. Then let us get to the racing part of the evening, shall we? I dare say, that it is the most interesting part." Ramon pointed out and they all walked off.

"Scout." Sierra calls out after him as he made his way over to his truck and he stopped, turnin' back to look at her and she nodded a bit. "Maybe.. maybe we should just start over." She said as they looked at each other for minutes, but it felt more like hours.

"I was gonna suggest that very same thing, but as usual, you beat me to it, as always." Scout murmured and she smiled a bit.

"See you at the finish line." She said and got into her car, shutting the door behind her, and driving off quickly.

She took a different route than the racers, for obvious reasons and she handily beat them to the destination and she was waiting with Scout and a lot of others, as they wait for the new driver to be chosen by the road.

After, Dominic, had pulled a real down and dirty trick to beat Brian to get the spot, Brian looked furious and Sierra shakes her head at him.

The next night after Dominic's win and induction into Braga's drivers, the drivers had gotten the news, that now, Brian was a driver, because, Dwight had gotten arrested for distribution of meth.

"Leave it to Brian." Sierra mumbled with a small grin, as Scout came up to her, holding two beers from the bar.

"You are not technically supposed to be drinking, but..." He said to her and she grabs the Corona and tipped it all the way back, and, it was gone within a minute. "Bloody hell." He said as she chuckled with a burp.