Brandon Evers is a Senior; a popular jock at Victor Prince High School. He's a player on and off the field. Surprised? Brandon doesn't want to be to tied down to any relationship, but his parents keep trying to push him into one by trying to get hi...
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Brandon's Audi pulled into a long stone roundabout driveway. He stopped his car in front of white steps leading up to a pair of giant wooden double doors with golden handles.
Raquel unbuckled her seatbelt. "You coming in?"
Before he had a chance to decline, the double doors swung open and Mr. Gagneer stepped out. He was dressed down in Under Armour athletic wear with a towel wrapped around his neck, drinking a Gatorade.
"Daddy, you're home!" Raquel jumped out of the car and ran to hug her dad, though she quickly pulled away. "You stink," she crunched her nose. "And you're damp."
He kissed the top of her head, "I've missed you too, pumpkin."
"I'm going to head in first. Brandon and I are going to study for final exams and finish our biology report. Brandon, you know where to park your car." Raquel gestured towards a line up of parked BMWs, Jaguars and Cadillacs.
Brandon watched Mr. Gagneer hobble down the steps towards his car. He didn't want to stay and study for exams or finish their report, nor did he want to strike up a conversation with this man. Brandon who had simply holding his foot on the brake pedal, sighed and put his car in park.
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The last time Brandon saw Jim Gagneer was a couple months ago.
Brandon was lying on Raquel's queen size bed waiting for her, while she was in her en-suite bathroom getting ready for the night. They had just finished having dinner with her father and Anita.
After Anita, cleared up the plates and rejected both his and Raquel's requests to help her. Jim heaved a content sigh. "Brandon, that fancy new Audi was a birthday gift, right?"
Nodding his head, he responded, "From my parents." He got it for his 18th birthday back in March. His family— his parents, aunt and uncle, and his cousins took a family trip to Whistler, BC for March Break. It had been so much fun, especially since the boys got their own suite at the Fairmount Hotel, they got to order an endless amount of alcohol through their room service and had gotten drunk secretly. Secretly? Right, its not like the parents who were footing the bill, would see the bill. When they made it back home to New Bridge, the black Audi R8 was sitting in the driveway with a big red bow wrapped around it.
"Trying to make any changes to it?"
Brandon frowned.
"His car is fine, dad." Raquel interjected.
"There aren't any changes, I want to make right now," Brandon assured him.
"Well, in case you ever do, I know just the guy to do it for you, he'll hook you up with a good deal."
Brandon only nodded his head, thanking him as he got up from the table, allowing Raquel to drag him towards the stairs to her bedroom.
He and Raquel were going to be pulling off an all-nighter, having a SpongeBob marathon. While Raquel was getting ready in the bathroom and Brandon was browsing through channels on Raquel's Smart TV, when her father came bursting into the room, the door had swung open so fast and so hard, the doorknob made a crack in the wall behind it. It startled Brandon, had him fixing himself and sitting upright, like he got caught doing something wrong. Jim starred at Brandon with furrowed eyebrows, tight lipped, not saying a word.
