I do not own Need for Speed, I only own Abigail.

"Hello. Yes, I'm on my way to meet Julie to see the Mustang."

I say to my boss on the phone. I just got off my flight from England to New York. And now I'm driving my 1969 Chevy Camaro to Mount Kisco to see this Mustang that Bill Ingram, my boss, wants. I haven't been back to Mount Kisco since I left when my mom died ten years ago.

"Good. Good. I need you to make sure that this car is worth three million dollars. If you need to, drive the car. Got it?" He asks in his English accent. "Yes, sir. I'll call you with Julie after we look over the car. Goodbye sir," I tell him and I hit end call on my cell.

I arrive at the party right as they unveil the silver Mustang with two blue stripes going from the bumper to the fender. I have to say this car is a beauty from afar. I look away from the car to try and find my blonde hair friend. I find her at the bar and I walk over to where she's standing.

"Julie, dear, is it that bad of a car that you're already drinking?" I ask. She turns around and shakes her head. "No, Abbie. But I haven't seen what's under the hood yet." She says in her thick English accent.

I smile at her. We've been friends ever since we started working for our boss three years ago. We travel together looking for fast cars that are worth a lot of money. She's the pretty face and talker and I'm the driver and fixer-upper.

We have two totally different personalities. She's the blonde hair girl everyone wants to know and talk too. I am the redhead that no one really takes a second glance at. She loves clothes and shopping. I love racing and working on cars. But even though we fight sometimes over stupid things, I couldn't live without her.

"Why haven't you looked yet? You know just as much as I do about things around car hoods." I ask her with a smirk. "Well, I was waiting for you. But then I needed a drink so here we are. Get a drink and relax and enjoy yourself." Julie says handing me a flute of champagne with a smile on her face.

So as I stand next to Julie, who has on a black dress and heels and looking nice as hell unlike me who has black skinny jeans, black boots, and a dark blue tank top on, looking around at all these people that most likely could not afford the Mustang that is being presented tonight. I see a guy who doesn't fit in at all. A guy that I've known since we were in diapers.

He's about 5'10", brown hair, and wearing a white leather jacket, light blue shirt, jeans, and black sneakers. He's standing around with a bunch of guys, most that I know when he looks over at me. He gives me an odd look before looking away when one of the guys, that I didn't know, nudges him in the ribs.

I quickly finish the champagne and put the flute on the bar. It's going to be a long night. "Ready to take a look at what's under the hood?" I ask Julie and she nods grabbing her purse.

We walk over to the car and I start walking around it as Julie starts talking to someone. The car has a nice look to it. I notice that they had popped the hood up from the way the some of the crowd oohs and ahhs. I walk to the front of the car and hear Julie rattle off all the parts of the engine.

I smile at her as I step to stand next to her. I look over at the two guys standing in front of us. One looks to be barely old enough to drive and the other is the guy from earlier. They both look a little shocked at what Julie said.

"Wow. I didn't expect that." The kid says looking over at the other guy. "Why because I'm a woman or because that I'm from England?" Julie says looking a little pissed.

"Look what my friend is trying to say is that, we don't know a lot of women who knows their car's engine." The other guy says. His voice just like how I remember: deep and sexy. "Well trust me. We both know that this car isn't worth three million." Julie says. And both guys look at me. "It really isn't, maybe two million but not three," I say looking at the interior of the car.

"Hi, I'm Pete and this is Tobey. Nice to meet you guys." The kid says introducing himself and Tobey. I hold my breathe when Tobey looks me in the eyes. "I'm Julie and this is Abigail. We are here to see if this car is worth the three million dollars that your man is asking for it." I nod my head when she says my name but I don't look at them. I continue to look at the motor.

"Well, that's what it costs, Jules! It's worth every cent of that three million dollars Ingram will pay." A guy says coming from behind is with a flute of champagne. He is a tan guy with spiked black hair and a black suit. This guy is Dino. A guy I used to know when Tobey, him, and I used to do everything together. I had seen him a couple of times to buy cars for our boss.

"Hello, Dino. I really think three million is too much for this car." I tell him as he kisses both of Julie's cheeks. "Well, you are always downing my cars, Abbie. Hello, Pete. Tobey." He says looking from to slight glare at Tobey. They have always been at each other's throat since high school.

"How fast does it go?" I ask. "180."230." Dino and Tobey say at the same time. "What do you know, Dino? Tobey has had the keys the whole time." Pete says. Julie and I laugh. "Do we need to turn around and plug our ears, while you all get on the same page?" Julie says with a smile. "No, it will go 230 if Tobey drives," Pete says. I knew this but didn't want to say anything.

"Why don't we go to the track tomorrow and find out if the car will go 230? Then we can discuss the car being three million dollars." Julie says and when they all agree, she waves goodbye and walks away. "See you tomorrow," I say starting to walk away when Tobey grabs my elbow.

"Abbie, did you forget to say hi to an old friend?" Tobey says looking me in the eye. I just stare at me. What do I say to someone that you hated leaving behind and that you used to love? "What? Cat got your tongue?" He says with a smirk.

"No. I'm shocked that you got uglier while I was gone," I say with a smirk even though I'm dying inside. "Wow. Okay. I think I deserve that." He says rubbing the back of his head. "How's your dad? Last, I heard anything he wasn't doing so good." I ask and then quickly notice that was the wrong thing to ask, seeing the hurt look in his eyes. "Uh. He died a while back ago." He says and I put a hand on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry, Tobey. If I had known-"

"What you would of come back? Dad wanted to talk to you before he died. But where were you? Huh? Nowhere to be found." Tobey interrupts me furiously. I give him a sad look. "I'm sorry. I didn't know." I plead with him. He glares at me. I look at the ground wanting to cry. The man that taught me how to drive a car. The man that taught me how to race. That man was dead and I didn't even get to tell him goodbye.

"Is that Abbie I see? Oh, my god! It is!" Finn yells while grabbing me into a hug. "Hey Finn," I hug him back. I look over his shoulder. "Hey, Joe," I say. "Hey, Abigail." He says back.

"I gotta run guys. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Nice to see you guys and nice to meet you, Pete." I say walking away from the group. I need to get out of here. Too many memories and I just need to get back to my hotel room.

I hope you like this new story of mine. The title is scheduled to change. I cannot for the life of me choose a title for this story. So if you have a title, message me or put it in a review.

Everything I watch this movie, I always see this story in my minds eye. So I finally am giving up and writing it down. If you like it then I will put up the next chapter!