"Okay then" Tris said slightly awkwardly, I shrugged knowing it was too early to tell them about the accident. Brad looked at me seeing how uncomfortable I felt and immediately spoke.
"Okay our turn, cheeky little liar" They all crowded together in a huddle, trying to figure out they're truths and lies.
"Alright" Tris said turning to face me, "Its time for us to be sneaky"
"Okay so my..." Con was saying before being interrupted by Kyle putting five plates down in front of us, mine and Brads looking much better than everyone else's.
We ate breakfast, which was more like lunch by the time everything was finished.
"Oh my bloody God!" Brad said after taking his last bite.
"What" I asked
"That was unweal"
"Told you" I said smirking.
"Stop that" Brad said quickly
"Stop what?" I asked cluelessly
"Being right, and being cute because your right"
"Well I'm always right, so I guess I'm always cute"
"That's not quite true, Miss 36+18=47" Tris said, reminding me of a time he caught me being really bad at maths.
"OI TRISTAN, seriously that was ONE time" I jokingly screamed, causing the boys to erupt with laughter. I guess I can be quite funny sometimes.
We got in my car, this time Tris said he'd drive, so him and James sat in front Brad took a window seat, and all that was left was me and Connor.
"Get in short legs" Connor said
"Okay short legs get in" I said opening the door
"My legs are longer"
"It's my bloody car"
"Fine midget" he said picking me up and chucking me in the car, then sitting down at the window seat. As soon as he sat down I slapped his arm, he looked startled and then broke out in fits of laughter.
"Did you seriously just slap me?"
"Yes, because you just forced me to sit in the middle seat, in a way that was entirely against all of my will"
"Sorry, but it had to be done lassy" the last part was said in his thick Scottish accent.
The rest of the car ride was spent in fits of laughter, we played a game where we took funny people of the street and imitated them with weird made up accents, we and Connor dominated our 'made up' Scottish like accents, which made everyone giggle.
I was ending myself when Tris and Con did their granny voices, it became absolutely hilarious. The fun didn't last though, as we pulled up into my driveway the car started to make spitting noises and eventually stopped about 3 metres away from my usual parking spot.
I groaned loudly at the thought of having to get my car repaired, but we all got out anyway, firstly because we were home, and secondly to check what the hell was happening to my car. We lifted up the hood and puffs of smoke bled out of the enginy part. Things didn't look good.
I pulled out my phone to call the mechanic that had fixed my car the last time, and after about twenty eight minutes on the phone to a pre-recorded message, I found out that he was in Barbados on holiday and wouldn't be back for another 3 days! How the hell will my car get fixed now?!?
"UGH well that was totally useless!!" I yelled out in frustration.
"What did he say?" James asked
"He didn't say anything, it was a recorded message!!"
"Oh I hate it when that happens, it's like answer your phones for gods sake"
"What did the message say?" Tris asked
"That he's on holiday and won't be back for 3 more days"
"You gonna be alright until then?" Tris asked
"Not really I have work for the next 3 days"
"What time?" He asked
"7 o'clock, which is in 4 hours"
"I can drive you tonight if you want" Brad finally said
"Are you serious?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Thank you so much" I said running over and giving him a hug, then awkwardly edging away as I remembered we'd only just met. I felt so embarrassed. I walked away after saying goodbye to the boys who I probably wouldn't see for a while.
I lay around the house for what felt like 5 minutes but turned out to be 2 and a half hours. Geez time runs fast when your doing literally nothing.
I raided my closet for clean clothing to wear. We don't have a uniform or anything but we have to wear all black. Oh shit! I completely forgot that it's Saturday, and on Saturday's I work behind the bar, and I have to look a little skimpy. I groaned thinking about the extra half hour I'd have to waste getting ready. I like applying make up, but not for the sleazy drunk guys that constantly stare at my tits, I just felt so disrespected and uncomfortable at them ogling me and the way I was required to dress. I quickly got changed into my work clothes (pic on the side), and put on a little more makeup. I couldn't be arsed doing anything else with my hair, so after all that I grabbed a quick bite to eat. I sat there waiting for the door to knock for 10 minutes, scared he wouldn't show up, or worried he'd think I worked as a stripper. It didn't take long though before I heard to honks from his car, and had to rush up and open it, almost falling on the way.
I walked out with his eye locked with mine. My breath hitched and I almost turned to walk away, but he was doing me a favour and I really had to go to work.
"Wow, you look, wow"
"Thanks, I never normally dress like this"
"So where are we going again"
"To that bar/club thingy down town"
"Erm..."
"I'll direct you"
"Turn right up here"
"Got it"
"Then make a left over there, now just go straight for about 3 miles"
"Alright I can do that"
"So how was the party last night, it seemed to finish kinda early"
"Yeah after you showed up Tris sent everyone home, he knew how tired you'd be after work, and he didn't want to keep you up all night" I was stunned, lost for words, it feels nice when someone you know, actually cares for you.
"Tell him I say thanks for that"
"Yeah, I will"
"So you want me to come pick you up tonight?"
"Nah I'll be fine, my friend Alex can probably take me home" (A/N- loucheese surprise 😜)
"Oh okay, just text me or something if you need me though"
"Thanks, but you don't have my number" I said as he reached into his pocket and grabbed his phone.
"Put your number in" I did as he said, "I'll text you later so you get mine"
"Okay"
"Okay" we continued to drive, and to continued to direct him, until we got to the bar.
"See you around" he said
"Yeah see you around" and with that I left, leaving the curly haired boy in the car.
