You came from the elegant side of California, Hollywood Boulevard as they called it, a rich family, the nice life. While Brian came from the poorer side of Town, over where they called it Dom's side of town. He was a no good streetracer, a hoodlum, he had been fleeing from the cops when you found him. He had hid in your yard. Your friends Ben and Oliver definitely kicked him out though, with their high social class margines.

You had been wandering around town, found yourself on Dom's side of town, when a few hoodlums went after you, pinned you down, tried to pull up your skirt, and do God knows what, that's when Brian found you. He beat the crap out of those guys and left them running for the hills, or at least. Run as much as their bloody body allowed them to.

And despite your best interests, you found yourself enjoying time with Brian afterwards, you guys stayed out all night together, shared dinner, walked around town, and you fell asleep in his arms in a motel room he rented, the very next day, you realized you should go home before neighbors declared you missing. But Brian convinced you to stick around for longer. And you guys found yourself at a streetrace conventionally. Under Brian's guidance of course.

It had been going well, until Cops came, everyone fled. Brian not having a car made you two have to flee on foot. He ran faster than you thanks to Police Academy training. But it ended up with you being caught and thrown in jail overnight until your parents who were out of town could pick you up tomorrow. And that night you met other people who knew Brian, they called him a Tramp. That he always slept with so many girls, Trixie, Lulu, Mia. One of the guys, Chili said he slept with Chili's sister Rosita Chaqita- whatever, it was a long name.. and it made you perceive bad of Brian, that he left you on purpose cause he had enough of you.

So when your parents got you out of Jail and got you home, you were grounded. But that didn't stop Brian from throwing rocks at your window, when you opened it, you guys definitely got into an argument but he tried to lighten up the mood by joking a little.

“Oh come on, who can harm a little Trick like you?” he cooed out softly, his eyebrows slightly knitted together as he leaned into your window a little.