Hailee x Reader One-Shots

New Friends

A/N: Charlie Watson x Reader

Summary: Charlie heads to where her Uncle works and when she walks around, she bumps into someone she's never seen before, already finding her adorable.

I've never really written about Charlie before and my sister bought me the movie and I've watched it so, now I'm obsessed!

Thank you 277-280k! I love y'all so much <3

HERE WE GO!

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Charlie's POV:

It was an average day for me, always being boring, the slight disappointment of seeing Ron with my mom and them loving Otis more than me while I hide in the garage for most of my time, trying to fix my dad's Corvette. Me and him, we always used to work on it every weekend, listening to his favourite albums while doing so.

I miss him... so much...

I just got done from work, I'm glad that I'm done with work for the day so I can over to my Uncle Hank's work/ junkyard. He lets me work on anything and everything! I love it so much but he always says how he's not 'hiring' which is annoying as it's like my dream job! I mean come on? Who wouldn't want to work in a junkyard fixing boats, cars, anything or looking at parts you need to fix things up? It's... simply just perfect!

I park my moped bike and get off, playing my music and just humming to the words, bopping my head. I walk toward the entrance where my Uncle Hank is and see him sitting where he usually sits, trying to fix his radio. I snicker at this and pause the music, taking my headphones off. I stop at his desk.

"Hey, Uncle Hank. What do you got for me today?" I ask him, he huffs, setting the radio down.

"I can't get this darn thing to work!" He huffs out, fed up from trying to fix it. He sets it down, shaking his head disapprovingly, I chuckle at this; a tiny grin on my face.

"Anything new?" I ask him, he shakes his head sighing.

"Nope." He replies, "But you go, you go fix whatever." He adds on, I chuckle at this and nod my head, heading out, walking around; trying to find something that I could fix or give me a good challenge. That was until I hear someone humming to a tune. Wait, I know that tune? W—Wait, who else is working out here? Normally shit is taken inside to get fixed, only I work outside?

I rush toward where I hear the humming and I see this girl wearing a top with sleeves that stop at her elbows, I think it was a jersey of some sport, she was wearing shorts that stopped around her knees with boots, she pulls the rag that was in her back pocket and begins to wipe whatever she's working on.

"H—Hey." I clear my throat as my voice had cracked a little, "Hey." I greet the girl, she turns around and sees me,

"Hey." She replies, giving me a charming smile that I have to admit, it does light up the room, or in this case... Junkyard. "Mind handing me any of the flat head screwdrivers ?" She asks, putting her hand out. I grab a random one like she said and walk over, handing it to her. She takes it, "Thanks, Charlie." She thanks me,

"No prob— wait, how do you know my name?" I ask her confused, she chuckles at this and stops working, turning to me and just sitting down.

"Well, Charlie Watson, we go to the same school together. I'm assuming since your always so focused on yourself and what you're doing, you haven't seen me around?" She asks me, I shake my head, she looks down at this. "Not surprised. Have a good day." She tells me, giving me a small smile however, she looks upset; I feel bad for her.