Parts n' service

Bad day

"You're fired Nick!" Nick's boss said so angry his veins were showing. Nick never thought he would hear those words. He thought that the only way he could leave was by quitting but he was wrong. Nick stands there with white angel cake and blue frosting all over him. It was a accident, if Sadie wasn't calling him over he wouldn't of skated right into the birthday boy and the birthday cake. "What but sir I need-" nicks words got cut off by spitting venom of his boss, "I don't care! I've had enough of your excuses! NOW LEAVE!"
Nick wasn't about to beg for the job. He knew he would leave, but he didn't expect it to be this soon. He gave the boss one last look and skated out of there. He usually leaves his roller blades at Freddy's but he didn't want to stand another second in there, so he just decided to slowly roll down the sidewalk while holding onto his bike. He promised himself he wouldn't cry if he got fired or yelled at anymore. The stinging in his eyes from the pressure of holding it back for so long was hurting him more than the insults but he doesn't care. He doesn't want to cry anymore over unworthy people.
He sat in his driveway taking off his skates and walked in the wet grass to put up his bike. "Great I get fired and wet socks is my reward." Nick was getting mad the more and more the day went on. But at least he had time to spear before his dad got home. He decided to take the home phone in his room to call Pete. Maybe he could fix his bad day.
He pulled out the paper with Pete's number and pushed on the buttons. The phone rang a few times but finally a young woman's voice came through.
"Hello, Lucy speaking."
"Hi mrs, it's me Nick is Pete home?"
"Oh Nick! Yes give me a second to get him."
Nick heard yelling from the other end but Pete's lovely tone came through.
"Nick?" Pete said surprised
"Hey Petey~ I got some bad news."
Nick and Pete talked for hours with out even knowing. Nick was so wrapped up in their conversation that he didn't even hear the squeaky front door open.
Nick was in the middle of a story when his dad came barging in making Nick turn over so quick he almost fell off the bed.
"Nick what the hell are you doing?!"
Nick stared at him holding the phone to his chest, "Nothing I'm just on a call with my friend."
His dad came over and snatched the phone and hung up on Pete.
"Didn't I say you can't use this?! What do you think you pay the bills around here??"
Nick was so tired of hearing that. I think he should have some free time to be a kid.
"You didn't even do your damn chores you little brat!" His dad grabbed him by the ear and pulled him out of his room forcefully throwing him in the kitchen. Nick whimpered when his side hit the table that they never use. "If these aren't done by 8 then you're going to be dead meat!" His dad stomped off. How was Nick supposed to finish everything in 30 minutes. He didn't waste anytime. He thought that if he did his chores it would distract him enough so he wouldn't think about it.
But by the time he was starting to dust it was to late, and saw his dad coming down the hallway.