highschool kings

3. Something like that.

Vinny

Sunday morning. I usually have work on Sunday so I get up and go get ready. RJ only has work at night so she always gets to sleep in.

I quickly finish getting ready and head out to mcdee's auto. Mr mcdee hired me when I was in my junior year and I had fixed Saint's car when it broke down right across the street from mcdee's auto shop. He asked me where I learnt how to do that and I told him I used to watch my dad fix cars when I was younger and he eventually taught me how to do it.

Mr mcdee hired me on the spot and I always work after school on Tuesday and Thursday. And I work Sunday the whole day. Mcdee's is not far from our apartment so it's just a short walk to the shop. I enjoy the silence of walking alone. Don't get me wrong, I love walking with my friends and chatting about absolutely nothing, everything and anything, but on some days I love the silence of the morning air and quiet chatted of people who work in the morning and those who go for runs alone or with their dogs, sometimes even their partners.

I arrive at the shop and go to Mr mcdee's office so I can sign in. I never knock so I just enter and find him chatting with a familiar face. Head of curls bouncing in the wind, brown eyes alluring, it's none other than...

"Angel brightly?" I ask. He turns around to face me, "what are you doing here?"

"Well, if you must know, it's my first day of work, what are you doing here?"

"I fucking work here," I spit out, my words laced with venom and hatred.

"Oh," he said. "Co workers!" He screamed like he was a fucking child.

I rolled my eyes at him, turning to Mr mcdee as he spoke to me.

"I want you to show him the ropes," he stood up going towards the door, "I'll be in a meeting but I'll be back by five pm to let you boys out."

"Sure thing boss," I said sarcastically as he threw me smile and flipped me off.

Mcdee always saids he hates his workers, with Me as an exception because of my charming attitude and good work ethic. Betty is practically my mom and Mr mcdee is practically my dad.

I look over my shoulder to find angel staring at me, smile plastered on his big fucking faced.

"Let's go idiot," I say dropping my backpack on the table.

I quickly explain to angel that we are just fixing the paint job on one of the cars that'll be coming in at noon. Its nine forty-five so we have some time to kill till the car comes. I Grammy phone and quickly text our friend group's group chat.

Me: you'll never guess who my new coworker is!

Santantonio Andrews😇:
Is it Leonardo DiCaprio?!!

Coolassmf :
If it is Leo, I'll be there in 5!!

Zara:
Count me in! Leo is my baby!

Me: not even close! It's angel, azi's apparent twin brother.

Zara:
That son of a bitch! He always was good with cars and he was talking about getting a new job.

Coolassmf:
But honestly there's nothing really wrong with your brother.

Zara:
Wdym! You think my brother is better than me!

Coolassmf: (typing...)

I decided to turn off my phone before watching that train wreck go down. I looked over at angel to see him studying me.

"What?" I asked with curiosity.

"Why do you and your friends hate me?" He asked bluntly.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I understand why my sister doesn't like me, and if I were saint Andrews I wouldn't like me either, I'm not on good terms with that guy, but you and RJ seem to be appalled by my existence but we've never even talked."

"If two of us don't like someone that means there bad news. If saint doesn't like someone then they're absolute poison cause saint likes everyone."

"The person I was with saint is not the person I am right now. He deserves an apology from me but I really didn't mean for any of that to have happened."

"What happened between you and saint?" I ask out of curiosity. Saint doesn't like a handful of people but I've never seen him hate anyone the way he hates angel. Just the way he looks at him, if looks could kill saint would be in jail for the murder of angel brightly.

"It's up to Saint Andrews whether or not he wants to tell you guys, It's not my place to say."

"Ok. I understand I guess. But I still don't trust you."

He sighs, running a hand through his brown hair, "Why don't we start afresh? Not as Azria's brother and friend, but as Angel brightly and Vinny Turner. What do you say?"

I thought about it a little. He did have a point, we judged him based off his past actions without actually getting to know him, "Ok. We'll start over."

"Friends?" He grinned.

I smiled a little, "Something like that."

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The car came in and we began to work on it. The job was really simple, it was just to repaint the car a darker shade of red than it was. We had started working on it and soon finished just as our boss arrived.

"I see you boys have done a good job."
Mr Mcdee smiled.

"Thank you sir," Angel replied, "There were no complications at all."

"I see. Well I guess you boys can go since they're no other jobs that need to be done."

"Really?" I ask.

"Yeah. You've done well. You deserve a day off. Don't worry about me, I'll lock up later."

Angel quickly goes to get his bag. I'm about to follow him when Mr Mcdee's stops me.

"That kid needs some friends vinny. Promise me you'll give him a shot?"

"I will."

"Good. Cause you're more alike than you think." He laughed and I went to get my things.

As we head out I look over at angel, "wanna come over to my place? "

He looked hopeful and smiled, "Really? "

"Yeah. It's not much though and I'm sure RJ won't mind."

"Yeah. OK then." He grins, big and happy.

We start walking to my apartment.  Laughing about stupid shit. I almost felt like had a friend other than azi, RJ and saint. A friend.

Or something like that.