~ Outside The Speedway ~ (Lightning McQueen x OC)

Chapter 8

"Hello?"

Ah, it felt good hearing my sister's voice again.

"Hey," I said shyly, anxiously even. I didn't know how she'd react to me calling her.

"Oh- Olivia! Hey, oh my gosh, thanks for finally calling me! There's so much I need to say-"

"Before you continue," I interrupted her, "You can say everything you need to tomorrow, and we can talk then. Be here, at my place in the morning, at 6:30 AM. You, me, and Lightning are leaving for the beach before the race tomorrow night at 7. Please don't argue or disagree, just come, alright?" I say, running out of breath at the end because of how quickly I talked. I didn't have the energy to fix whatever was between us right now. Tomorrow was a fresh, new day, along with a fresh, new mindset.

There was a long pause before I heard a deep sigh.

"Yea, ok. I'll be there at 6:30 in the morning. Anything in particular I should bring?" Sally asked.

"Um, I don't think so. We'll stop at Target before heading to the beach, so if you need anything, we'll get it there." I answered, breathing out in relief super quietly.

"Mmm, ok. I'll... I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks for inviting me." I could hear her smile through the phone.

"Of course. Bye sis."

"Bye."

I ended the call.

Ok.

Ok, this was good.

I sigh loudly and fall back onto my couch. Who knew fixing a relationship, whether it was platonic or not, was so hard.

Growing up, I didn't have many friends; a select few only. In middle school, when I still lived in Phoenix, I was deemed the 'weird girl' or 'super tomboy', because I liked cars, planes, motorcycles, anything that was considered 'boyish'. When the time for high school came, my family and I moved to Radiator Springs, where my uncle Hudson lived. There, I was homeschooled, along with Sally; but she was in her third year already. After a mere few months, I lost all contact with my few friends from the city, and I was left without anyone my age.

After my parents died a year later, I learned to rely mostly on myself, and I didn't bother making friends if anyone came to our small town. The people in Radiator Springs became my family; Ramone and Flo took on the role of Sally and I's parents, Sarge and Lizzie were like my grandparents, Fillmore, Red, Sheriff were like my uncles. Luigi and Guido felt like my cousins. Mator was like my brother.

And I was ok with all of it. I didn't need anyone other than who I had already. I was grateful for them.

I guess you would say that Lightning was like my first, genuine friend.

So yea, I avoided making friends. Which now resulted in me not exactly knowing how to fix a relationship between me and my sister.

Now that I think about it, we never really fought before. And now that I really think about it, if we ever did fight, which now I remember was only once, it was because of a boy.

I remember this one time when I was sixteen, this family of three came to the Cozy Cone Motel to rest for the night, and there was this boy, which I think he was about a year, maybe two years, older than me. In the evening, while I was working my shift at the motel lobby, he came up to me and tried to ask me out. I rejected him politely, but my sister saw the whole thing, and I guess my polite rejection seemed like flirting to her, or something along those lines. Long story short, apparently, she knew that guy from high school and had a crush on him for a while, but seeing him with me made her jealous. She didn't talk to me for days.