"Aish! You kids better get your asses up and get to class! That means ALL of you!" the distinctive voice of City Streets leader boomed throughout the house.

Jay was met with numerous groans and curses, but he paid none of them any mind. They could call him anything they wanted; he knew they would thank him... Eventually. The leader knew the importance of a good education. They couldn't do this forever - no matter how much they wanted to believe that. Gang life was hard, racing was dangerous, and it was fickle. Sometimes you could be on top of the world, but other times you could barely be hanging on. He had to give them an exit if they ever needed one. This life wasn't for everyone. Not forever at least.

As Jay walked away from the bottom of the steps, many young adults were stumbling about, bumping into one another while trying to get ready for the day. Only six of the thirteen members didn't have to worry about going to school, but they always loved watching the others walk around like zombies. Like always, the boys were pretty quick about getting ready. It would only take them a couple of minutes to get dressed, wash their wash, and brush their teeth before they were heading downstairs. As for the three girl members, it took a bit longer.

The younger Park sibling was standing in the middle of a pile of clothes, trying to choose an outfit for the day. Since she's been up, she had tried on five different outfits, and nothing had suited her fancy for the day. Growing frustrated, Natalie bit harshly on her bottom lip and threw her hands into the air right before groaning loudly. Thankfully, Cyclone by Baby Bash was turned up rather loud on her radio, so no one had heard the few curse words that followed her groan. Then, her blue eyes landed on her red Veda Thriller leather jacket, and she finally knew what she wanted to wear. Jumping over the pile of clothes at her feet - deciding she will clean it up later - she searched through her closet and pulled out a pair of dark blue skinny jeans. The half Italian quickly stripped herself of her orange short shorts, and Tigger tank top. She pulled up her choice of jeans, the little shimmy dance included. Now, standing in jeans and a bra, Natalie grabbed a grey, form fitting tank top and slipped it on. She quickly pulled her hair into a controlled mess of a ponytail and tied a red and white bandana around the base of her head with the knot on the top of her head - which also successfully held her bangs back. The red head quickly changed out some of her piercings and put on all her accessories - a Dior bracelet and necklace, a grey G-Shock watch to match her tank, her aviators, and she grabbed her phone from the charger. Sliding her phone into her front pocket, she went to her dresser with a vanity mirror and quickly put her contacts in then placed her aviators on top of her head. Natalie slipped on her ankle high, black suede shoes, threw on her Veda Thriller jacket, grabbed her bag and finally left her room.

As for the other two girls, one of them was still in her zombie-like state. Dawn - the youngest of City Streets - was stumbling about with eyes half lidded. She was barely able to stay on her feet; she nearly face-planted four times already. And she was just walking to her closet. To say she wasn't a morning person would be an understatement. The blonde enjoyed her sleep. Too bad school had to ruin that for her. So, she fumbled through her closet, stripping and pulling on random clothes all at the same time. She didn't care at this point what she wore - it wasn't like she cared what the other girls and guys thought at school. They all knew of her connections, so they wouldn't try anything if they were smart. That thought brought a tired yet smug smile to the pale girl's face as she finally backed out of the closet. Forcing her brown eyes open as much as possible, Dawn glanced down at the outfit she had pulled out. She donned a pair of ripped up, Oceanside wash blue jeans, and a VOLCOM tour sweatshirt. She stood there, looking at her outfit, for a moment before she shrugged her shoulders and declared it fine. Now, she needed shoes.

"Where did those things run off to?" she mumbled under her breath as she searched the floor of her closet for her white, ankle high Vans skate shoes.

The sixteen year old searched for over five minutes before grumbling and falling onto her back. She continued to mutter under her breath about the whereabouts of her shoes. As she laid her blonde head down and looked towards her bed, Dawn caught a glimpse of her shoes stashed under her bed. Narrowing her eyes, she grabbed them, slipped them on, grabbed her bag, and headed downstairs.

While Dawn had been stumbling around, the last girl of the group had been swaying and dancing slightly to Hips Don't Lie by Shakira that was blasting rather too loud from her own radio. She was only in her sleep shorts and a bra as she danced in front of her closet. She was idly searching for something to wear, not to concern about something truly flashy so much as comfy. Every now and then Ivy wondered if she should cater her style more towards the norm for someone in her position. But then she will always remember how much she didn't want to conform to the perfect child that her parents wanted. With that thought in mind, the brunette pulled out an off shoulder, somewhat baggy, grey shirt with the Hollywood sign on it and a pair of black, skinny jeans. She pulled the shirt over head before removing her shorts and replacing them with her form-fitting jeans. The shirt exposed a good portion of her left shoulder and showed off her French tattoo - "La vie est faite de petits bonheurs". Ivy was proud of her French heritage and equally proud of her tattoo. The shirt also barely covered her belly button piercing. The short woman grabbed her crème colored ankle high heels and slipped them on, grabbed her bag, turned off her radio, and left her room.

Ivy met Dawn at the stairs and the two smiled warmly at each other as they linked arms and walked down the stairs together. Ivy was two years older than Dawn but both girls stood at the relatively short height of five feet. But that didn't bother either of them. It didn't matter how you tall you were in City Streets; all that matter was how well you could drive. The two walked into the kitchen, where all of the other members had gathered. Ivy picked up a ripe, green apply, as Dawn picked up two pieces of bacon off a plate in the middle of the table.

"Hey Thumbelina," Aaron greeted the Chinese girl as he ruffled her hair up a little.

Groaning and unable to form complete sentences, the blonde fixed her hair before she punched one of her best friends in the arm. This only caused the older boy to laugh heartily. He loved teasing the small fry. He didn't really do it to Ivy though the two were the same height for two reasons: he wasn't as tight with her and because it always ruffled Dawn's feathers.

"Will you children behave?" TaeHyun groaned out, emphasizing the children part - it was too early to be dealing with their in his opinion.

He needed a cigarette, but he knew as long as Natalie was in the room, Jay wouldn't let him light up. So, the male Kwon twin opted for resting his head on the table. The coolness soothed his oncoming headache and he relished in the feeling. As he was relaxing, Aaron and Dawn merely stuck their tongues out at the oldest male of City Streets. The other older boys, Jay, Joon, and Taeyang, laughed at the other boy's "pain". But it was to be expected. They were all up earlier than normal. The four boys were up early because they had to get to work to get ready for the race tomorrow night. Myungsoo and Henry would be joining them in the garage as well since they needed extra hands and the two didn't attend any college.

Jay was in the middle of taking a bite of a piece of bacon when he glanced up towards the clock on the wall, "Hey, it's 7:45, you guys better get going."

Loud curses left the other members and they all grabbed their bags and bolted out the door. All the college kids - though they hated it - took early classes whenever possible, that way they were always free to help at the store, or be ready for a race. As for the high school kids, they didn't have much of a choice. Natalie, pulled her keys out of her bag and hopped into the driver's seat of her '95 Mitsubishi Eclipse as Taemin took shotgun. She would've driven her Camaro ZL1, but it was in the shop to make sure it was up to par. If she was driving her Camaro there would have been enough comfortable room for Onew as well. Technically, he still could have gotten in the back seat, but there wasn't a lot of leg room and it wasn't that comfortable. So, instead, he drove his own car, a black '09 Nissan 370Z.

"Can I bum a ride?" Zico asked of his hyung, as he stood next to the driver's side door to better talk to the older Lee brother.

Onew, being who he is, just smiled widely and tilted his head to the passenger seat, a gesture that told the fast-talking blonde to get in. Zico smiled slyly, and jogged around the car before quickly slipping in. The four of them - Onew, Zico, Natalie, and Taemin - all went to the same college, so it wasn't a problem to car pool for them. As for the other three though, it was a different issue. Ivy always drove alone since she went to a different high school that was further out than Dawn. So, Ivy slipped into her blue '12 Nissan GT R and rolled down the window. This left Dawn and Aaron. The nineteen year old usually drove the blonde girl, since she wasn't legally allowed to drive yet. He patted the side of his black with white tail racing strips '68 Dodge Charger before he got in and Dawn mirrored his actions on the other side.

The driveway for the City Streets crib was only big enough for two cars to sit comfortably side by side; so, the four cars ended up in two little lines. Natalie's Eclipse and Ivy's Nissan were in front with the 370Z behind Natalie, and the Charger behind Ivy. Everyone had their windows down, and simultaneously the four drivers started up their cars. They roared to life and if anyone had been out they probably would have gone deaf by all the reeving they did. Taemin looked over to Natalie as she slid her aviators down and over her blue eyes. A toothy smile was on her lips as she looked out her window towards Ivy. The two girls smirked and the driver's behind them did the same thing.

Ivy and Natalie peeled out of the driveway at the same time. The only difference was that Ivy turned left and the older girl went right. Onew followed Natalie while Aaron drove behind Ivy for awhile. The three in those two cars were just smiling away. This is probably the only thing that could get them motivated on a Thursday. Even the former zombie, Dawn, was smiling ear to ear as she laid her arm on the windowsill with her hear leaning out ever so slightly.

"I really want to go to the race tomorrow. It sounds like it'll be amazing what with all this hype and all," Dawn muttered under her breath as she watched the scenery race outside of her window.

The black haired boy at the wheel of the car smiled softly, and patted the girl's thigh gently, "Then go. Jay can't get too mad. It's not like you'll be driving anyways. And besides, he'll be too busy keeping boys off Natalie, he won't even care."

The petite girl smiled brightly, "You're a bad influence, oppa."

The boy said nothing but shifted his gaze to the road with a toothy smirk in place as he turned left while the Nissan went straight. The two waved slightly to Ivy and the girl caught the gesture in her rear view mirror and waved back. Once they were out of sight, she returned her hazel gaze to the road to her "oh-so-prestigious" high school. She was caught at a red light and when she glanced to her right, she saw a red and black Honda Civic. The driver and passenger were a boy and girl who were both seniors who attended her high school, but Ivy didn't know their names. She got the eye of the boy who was driving and she knew the girl was saying something along the lines of race her. With a small nod from him, and one from the City Streets girl it was agreed. After the go ahead, Ivy turned her attention back to the light and paid the chanting girl in the passenger seat no mind. She was used to this. Waiting for the grin. Crowds cheering. Engines roaring. This was her life.

As soon as the light turned green, Ivy floored it. She knew her car well and in a split second she had put enough gas into the car to get the initial traction before she smoked the boy next to her. She could see his shocked face in her rear view mirror and she merely smiled. He was nothing to the other boys in her gang, let alone the other three.

"I wonder what mom and dad would think of their perfect little daughter now," she thought out loud as she pulled into the parking lot of the high school they sent her to.

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Author's Note: ... Not entirely sure where I was going with this teaser to be honest. I feel like I just did a horrible job of portraying -simplicity- and Primrose0930's character. I feel like I didn't focus on them enough... Eh... I'm too tired right now. If you two are upset with this teaser, just let me know and I'll fix it later/soon. And, on that note, congratulations to them! Yay! Anyway, there will be one more teaser, and then, onto the actual story! Sorry about the long wait, but, it shouldn't take me too long to get the next teaser out. Finals for me start this Saturday and end Wednesday and I have five of them... It shouldn't be too bad... I shouldn't die... Hopefully lol