Title: Any Flavor But Vanilla
Author: MzLetty
Rating: PG13
Summary: The summer leading up to Letty’s 16 birthday. The beginning of Dotty.

Bored was a word and feeling that seemed to have taken permanent residence in her life; not wanting to leave for more than a few minutes and returning at full force, no warning what so ever and pissing her off every time it did. Damn her child like attention span. Nothing seemed to hold her interest for more than a few minutes, getting old pretty fast and boring her half to death even before she was finish doing it.

15 years old Anna Leticia Rodriguez was bored, wasn’t that an understatement, she was bored out of her fucking mind and with nothing to do. No Dom to stare at and daydream about. No Vince to annoy the hell out. And no Mia to listen to drag about the newest pair of shoes at the mall. Fuck, she was bored.

It appeared that everyone but her had made plan for the first day of summer, leaving her wondering around the house with a pissed off look on her face and snapping at anything and everything that moved. It was pissing her mom off.

So that was why she was outside, wearing a white barely there bikini that Mia had made her buy, lying on top a towel her bare back to the sun and trying but failing to occupy her mind with the not too green grass.
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“Leticia, telefono”-the phone- her mom's voice shook her out of her uneasy sleep, making her head throb and her ears ring annoyingly.

She sighed and called out “Quien es, ma?”-who is it mom?- she was already up and tying the string of her top by the time her mom appeared at the screen door, phone in hand.

“Dominic” her mom said, a duh tone filling her voice. Letty frowned at her mother before taking the phone from her hand without a word. An annoyed look appeared in her face when she saw her mother didn’t leave. “Que?”-what- she asked before turning around, not waiting for a response. She didn’t want one anyway.

“How ya livin’, papi?” Letty didn’t know how the mere mention of Dom’s name could make her emotions do an 180 but it did. Maybe it was the fact that she was head-over-heels about the guy ever since she was ten years old or maybe it was because he understood her better than anyone; knew when she needed to be left alone and when she needed a shoulder to cry on. When she needed someone to take her anger on and when she needed to be yell at, he was always there. He knew her better than she knew herself and she like to think that she knew him the same way.

“Te tengo un surprise” –I have a surprise for you- he told her in broken Spanish, making her stomach do stupid flipping things, her heart accelerate like she was some stupid school girl with a fucking crush. And she was but that was not the freaking point, didn’t her body ever hear of dignity damn it.

“Ha si, what is it?” her voice always took a flirting tone when she was talking to Dom and she prayed to all the car gods that he didn’t notice.

“Is a surprise, Letty. I can’t tell you now can I? Just be ready in 5, K?"

Letty looked down at herself; boobs almost hanging out of the top, the bottom appeared to be two size too small and she was bare foot. “Sure”

-Should I even bother to continue?

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Half an hour later and Letty found herself staring at the gates of a house that looked big enough to be a hotel. It looked like one too, all big and powerful looking, classy but at the same time with a modern undertone, and a line of cars that made her mouth drool. She found God and it was in front of her.

“You like?” Dom whispered in her ear. He was behind her, his arms wrap around her tiny waist, his lips touching the salty skin of her neck. It was making the butterflies in her tummy go crazy, and if she didn’t know better she could have swore he was doing it to get a response out of her.

Instead of voicing her answer, she simply nodded, still staring at the cars that would fill her dreams tonight. “I knew you would” Dom’s arms tightened around her, and she swore her heart almost leapt to her throat, gosh he was killing her and he didn’t even noticed.

“You know me so well” she told him, the tone of her voice patronizing.

“Hey, better watch it mami” he told her as he turned her around in his arms so she was looking at him. He was perfect, even now when he was sweating under the Californian sun, a smile was playing at the corners of his lips and it took everything in her to not simply kiss him. But it would be so simple, to just stand on her toes and bring his face closer to hers, to kiss those dry, chapped lips with her soft ones, to forget about everything, even breathing, but to continue to kiss him and kiss him and drink him in.

“Or what?” she whispered back, teasing him now

“Or I may not give you tu surpresa” he whispered right back, not missing a beat. She rolled her eyes at him but nodded; the idea that Dom might have remembered that her grades were better than ever this year, sounding too good to pass up. Dominic Toretto didn’t give praise where it wasn’t due, nor did he give rewards to those who didn’t earn it. And fuck she did earned it this year, she busted her ass studying, got more paper cuts than she’s willingly to remember but she did it, all because at the beginning of the year Dom had made her promise she would try. And try she fucking did.

“Lead the way” she waits till he kisses the top of her head before stepping out of his arms, friendly kiss, a brotherly kiss even, nothing more; nothing fucking less.
And lead the way he does, he marched into that house like he owned it; didn’t bother to ring the bell ‘cause it was already open, like they were waiting for him or some shit, and it made Letty wonder who the hell live inside that fortress.

She followed him inside, looking around like a curious kid inside a candy store, eyes lighting up every time she saw something car-related. Or seriously sick. When a woman dressed in a maid uniform appeared, she suddenly felt underdressed with her cutoffs shorts, black tank and her red flip-flops. The uneasy feeling stayed with her till the maid gave them the OK to continue. And they did so, till Dom stopped in front a white door, that to Letty looked no different than the others but apparently Dom knew his way around.

The door flew open not two seconds after Dom knocked, on the other side of it was a Chinese looking guy, older than her by four or five years so she guessed he was about Dom’s age. Good looking if you went for the pretty boy look, and Letty would bet half her savings that he spend more than a half an hour every morning on that perfect looking hair.

Ricky Martin wanna-be gave Dom a once over and stepped away from the door giving them enough space to pass through, if Letty had to bet he didn’t like Dom very much. The room was nothing like the outside of that door, it was a gray color that emitted rage and rebellion, it was unkempt and messy, and it was more than obvious that the guy had daddy issues. Serious ones.

“Tran” Dom’s greeting was anything but friendly, and if once again Letty had to guess this was strictly a business visit, what the hell she was doing there, she had no idea.

“Here” with that Tran threw a pair of keys Dom’s way, a silent way of telling him to get out already. “It’s outside, third one over”

Dom chucked, obviously pleased with himself “Pleasure doing business with you Tran”

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A week later Letty was working on her new car. Her dream car. A Nissan 240SX, the thing most her dreams were made of.

And if she didn’t love Dom before, she certainly does now. She’s been spending all her time under the hood of that car, leaving it only when she had to eat or used the bathroom, and even though she couldn’t drive it till her 16 birthday, on Dom’s say so, she was still in cloud 9 and so high on engine oil, and her dreams, and didn’t care if she fucking OD.

“Let, you need to get out of there” Dom’s voice sounded above her, amusement clouding his tone. God how she hated when he talked to her like she was a kid with a new shiny toy, and in theory she was but that wasn’t the point. The freaking point was that he should treat her like an equal.

“Why?” she asked while rolling out from under the car. She looked up at him; he was smiling at her, eyebrows raced, he offered her a hand and she didn’t hesitate to take it. He pulled her up, flush against his body and taking her breath away. God if Dom looked good, he felt divine to be pressed against, all hard muscle and pure male. All Dominic Toretto.

“Dom…” she whispered half moaned into the air.

“Letty, you need to eat something, get out of this garage for a few days, and you definitely need a shower” the words were soft spoken, but distracted somehow. His eyes, she noted pleasantly, were glue to her white almost see-through top that did nothing to hide the black lace bra underneath it. She smirked and lifted an eyebrow in question but Dom seemed to be too occupied with her breasts to notice.

She kissed the corner of his lips, slow and deliberated. “OK” she whispered before leaving him looking at the empty space where she once stood.

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