Fictional Story I'm Writing

[lil_dcb7]

I'm going out on a limb to do something kinda personal on here.

My girlfriend and I started to do something to keep up busy during the spring break. We're both writing stories in which we kinda tell "our" story in a similar light. I was thinking about posting up part by part so you guys can get a kick out of it.

Now, Its COMPLETELY FICTIONAL. Some of the stuff in the story might not be even possible. Some of the facts may be wrong, incorrect, or just WAY fucking out there. It's meant to be fun. I really didnt do a lot of fact checking *if or as you read, you will know what I'm talking about*

AGAIN I made this purely for fun. It wasnt meant to be accurate by any means. I originally wrote it for only my girl to read, so thats why it may seem kinda.. "dumbed down" in an automotive aspect. She doesnt know about a lot of car stuff.

If the First installment gets a good response, I'll continue to post up as I continue on it. I've been working on it for a couple of days, and In word, It's gotten to 35 Pages already.

My writing style isnt really in paragraph form either. Its In like a scripted format. Example:

Charcter name: Hello.

^ the character ^ Their dialogue. Anything inbetween asteriks indicates an action or a setting description, or a description in general

*Character walks into the room*

^ example

If you're bored and have nothing to do, read and give your input! Like I said, if i get some interest, I'll continue to post it

AGAIN! It's JUST for fun.

Thanks and enjoy!

[lil_dcb7]

*Nick and Alex walk out of the convenience store, nearly side by side making their way towards their cars*
*Nick, tall and slender, leans up against his Camaro, stretching his arms out vaguely as his friend lays his head against the roof of his Acura Integra*

Alex: Ugh It is so boring tonight...

*He looks back over his shoulder at his friend, who's eyes are slightly closed*

Alex: Getting tired man?

*Nick opens one eye towards Alex, a long, exhausted face present*

Nick: Eh, not so much really...
Alex: C'mon dude, lets go back to my place and hit up some Primal Combat 4.
Nick. Uh.. Sure...

*Nick looks over slightly, only to notice a middle aged man and a GTR at one of the store's gas pumps*

Nick: Dude, Alex, is that.. A new GTR?
Alex: Whoa, dude.. That is! And that’s a sick Z in front of it!

*They both watch as the older man steps into his GTR as Nick reaches for his door*

Nick: Dude, lets go!
Alex: Huh?!

*Nick starts his muscle car with a loud roar from the straight pipes, as Alex clumsily jumps into his coupe and starts it*

*The pewter metallic GTR slowly pulls away from the pump at a crawling pace, revealing the Z with its indistinguishable color that was stationed at the front sitting pump*
*The Z, although indistinguishable in color was modified suit to any enthusiasts liking; lowered to a track teams desirable height, with an aggressive stance for the street, its gold light weight racing wheels giving off a slight flare under the gas station light fixtures, the unmistakable tubing beyond the bumper to signify a custom racing exhaust*
*Nick quickly whips his car around, watching the Z gracefully follow the GTR at the same crawling pace, his lips slightly separated from each other*
*The pair both scramble to catch up to the cars on the street, racing towards the freeway*
*With hypnotized eyes, Nick follows the Z, the red tail lights piercing though his windshield*
*As all of the cars merge onto the freeway in the darkness, both the Z and GTR give a louder growl, the sound making its way into the cabin of Nicks Camaro, into is ears*
*Nick thinks to himself My god... Both those cars together... sound completely incredible.....*
*His eyes widen greatly as both cars pull away tremendously, howling down the freeway*

Nick: Crap! They downshifted and made a pull!

*Nick quickly moves down his gears as his car violently pulls forward, the lines in the road disappearing, random motorists passing by as if they were standing still*
*After what feels like an eternity doing God forbidden speeds, the two Nissans become visible*
*He slows to a pace slightly above theirs, effortlessly merging into the next lane, next to the cars in front*
*Nick brings himself beside the Z, looking over, desperately trying to steal a glimpse of the driver, just as the Z and GTR down shift, pulling furiously away once more*

Nick: Good lord!!

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The Next Day

*Riding down the street in the Camaro, Alex looks over at Nick*

Alex: What's up with you, Great grandma die or something?
Nick: *he looks over at Alex* No, you ass..
Alex: What the hell is wrong with you?
Nick: It's nothing.. *he looks back to the road* I just keep thinking about that Z.
Alex: Wha? Fuck the Z man! That GT-R was sexy!
Nick: No, you don't get it. The Z actually had the same acceleration as the GTR!
Alex: Hmm.. Must be done up really good. That's gotta be one huge turbo. Or two..
Nick: Maybe none..

*Alex looks at Nick with an arched eyebrow*

Alex: Fast as a GTR.. No turbo? How do you know?
Nick: I didn't hear it spool... No bypass valve..
Alex: Ha! Dude, you're retarded. How could you even hear it over your car?!
Nick: I just know, alright? I heard it. There definitely was no turbo.
Alex: Like it even matters dude, we're not going to see it again.
Nick: I want to.. I want to see why that thing is so damn fast. It just sounds so.. unique. I've never heard a Z like that, or see one haul ass like that.

*Alex shrugs and looks out of the window*

Alex: *hesitates* you know… There’s atom cafe and their Japanese turner car meet.. I've never seen it there.. But I've never had to look for a Z... Maybe he goes there..
Nick: Nah... You know how I hate those... I don’t even have a Japanese car. I'd probably get egged or something..
Alex: *laugh* Probably.. But if you really want to find him..
Nick: Maybe...

*The Camaro pulls into a driveway of a very nice, somewhat large upper middle class suburb home, the house nearly identical to those around it*
*The duo climb out of the car and walk towards the door, just as Marcus, their friend opens it with his hand already up for salutations*

Marcus: Hello there!

*They stare at the tall, skinny Japanese teen with his bowl haircut and square glasses*
*The three exchange fist pounds as Marcus, wearing sandals steps outside*

Alex: Fuckin' weirdo
Marcus: Phu king Mexican.
Nick: Ladies, are we going to get a tournament set up or not? It’s my turn to win- again.
Marcus: Yeah, yeah.. Keep your spiky nub belt thing on, I want to show you something first.

*Nick and Alex both look at each other briefly, then back at Marcus*

Nick: What is it?

*Marcus looks over Nicks shoulder, down the street*

Marcus: Oh, that!

*He points down the street as the other two turn around to find a pewter GTR slowly make its way up the street*

Nick: Oh shit..
Alex: Hey! It's that GTR!
Marcus: You've seen that car before?
Alex: Yeah, Alex raced it last night!
Marcus: What?!

*The three lock their eyes on the car and keep their faces still, as if eyeing the grim reaper*
*They watch as the garage door of the house immediately across the street slowly raises as the car makes it way up the driveway*

Alex: That thing looks even better in the day light..
Marcus: Yeah... Neighbor just got it about three or four weeks ago..

*Nick stares intently as he notices the car in the garage*

Nick: HEY!

*Marcus and Alex both give their attention to Nick with raised eyebrows* “eh?”

Nick: Look!

*Nick commands, looking at the same Z in the garage*

Alex: Hey it’s that Z from last night!
Marcus: Yeah. That used to be his, and he gave it to his daughter for her 16th birthday... about the same time he got that GTR..

*Alex and Nick both look back to Marcus with long mouths and wide eyes “DAUGHTER!?”*

To Be Continued.