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003. 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘦

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ PAUL  LAHOTE
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IF ONE PERSON KNEW HOW TO GET ON NELLIE'S NERVES, IT WAS PAUL LAHOTE.

Since the two were kids, they had always found a way to annoy each other for no apparent reason or purpose. She would tease him endlessly and he'd make fun of her like there was no tomorrow. It was their sacred duty to one another so when Nellie arrived to Lahote Mechanics where she knew Paul would be, that's what she'd expected to hear.

How short she was or what little muscle she had as he always made a point to make fun of.

Instead, there rested a scowl on his face as he huffed and puffed around the small little shop. He had his shirt off and was lying flat on the ground under Mr Gray's little pick-up truck that showed up around here like routine.

"Are you good?" She asked the boy with caution. Ever since a few years ago, Paul and his cronies had become absolute scares to be around. Any small thing set them off.

He looked at her with an unwavering amount of annoyance, "You tell me, Penelope."

Her hands shot up with her eyebrows as the boy finally got out from under the car to clean his hands and take his lunch break. She crossed her arms over her chest and sat on the counter next to him. "Sorry if I hit a nerve. I was just asking."

He sighed and slammed his sandwich down. "No, everything not okay. Sam's having me take an extra shift even though he knows I have to work the shop today."

She wasn't sure of what he did for Sam but the Lahote boy had taken up a part-time for the older guy just a few months ago. Nellie had no idea why. His family owned a mechanic shop that paid pretty damn well.

"That's stupid. Doesn't he know you have other priorities apart from him?" She said, immediately coming to his defense. They may not have gotten along a lot of the time but Nellie saw Paul like an annoying, stupid older brother who she'd defend through almost anything.

Paul through his hands up before taking a bite of his sandwich, "Exactly! Nell, I'm gonna need you to tell him that for me."

She scoffed out a laugh and shook her head, "No way, Jose. That man scares me. Don't know what it is about him but he gives me big time boss vibes."

Paul's head moved to the side in a such a small amount of movement that Nell didn't catch it. "It's whatever, though. No way of getting out of it now," Paul continued to eat his sandwich as Nellie looked around the shop. It looked the same as it always did, "how's the pale face school?"

The ravenette rolled her eyes at the boys choice of words, "Forks High is actually pretty great. I'm so glad I get to see my friends everyday and I've even made some new ones."

Almost everyone on the Rez had something to say about Nellie going to Forks High School but nobody could sway the girl when she had her mind set on something. Paul nodded his head, "Any boys I need to fight off?"

Nellie's mind almost immediately went to Emmett Cullen. Despite telling Mike there was nothing to worry about, she couldn't ignore the small spark that the two seemed to hold. He made her laugh when she didn't think she could and the two spent the whole night texting.

Despite this, she decided against saying anything to the boy. The second Paul found out, Sam did and if Sam found out, her dad did. The last thing Penelope Donovan needed was a chain of men going after a boy who probably didn't even see her that way.

"No way," she laughed out, a small shake of her head, "all the guys at that school are either super jockey or just straight up weird."

Paul laughed along with the girl, "I thought all things were better in Forks."

"That is better. The boys here are just annoying."

Nellie smirked as Paul just rolled his eyes. He put his sandwich to one hand before ruffling the teens hair with a playful smile fell on his lips.

"Shut up, Penelope."

"Don't know how, Paulie."

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"Do you know what's going on with Paul and Sam?"

Ricky Donovan had just walked into the kitchen after getting off work when his daughter was already prancing questions around in his direction. He looked to her with an almost bewildered look before clearing his face of all expressions.

"No?" He answered as he got the coffee machine running.

She sighed, "It's so weird between them. I mean, yeah, they were, like, friends when we were younger but now they're attached to the hip or something. It's stupid. Did you know that Paul had to run over to Sam's right after work because he had to take up an extra shift?"

The older man felt tremendous guilt by not being able to tell his daughter the full truth about the people around her. All he wanted was to be able to tell her what she wanted. To not give her half-truths and lies all the time.

"Well, if you're so worried about it, why don't you take up his shift," A grin befell to Ricky's features as he grabbed a coffee mug from the cupboard and started filling it up.

Nellie scoffed and slumped in her seat, her nails tapping on the wooden dining table, "No way in hell. I have no idea what their little boy band is doing behind closed doors and I do not want to know."

A grimace replaced his grin as he walked over to take a seat next to the teenager, "You just made it sound so much worse than what's probably happening."

"Yeah, but you don't even know. Do you know how shocking that is? Richard Donovan doesn't know of something happening in La Push?! The world's in shambles." She put her hands to her head and signified a mind blown action.

He rolled his eyes before taking a drink of his coffee and setting it down, "Get to bed, you ass."

She gave him an innocent smile before rushing off to the bathroom to shower and go to bed. Ricky sat at the dining table for a few moments long, his dirty nails drawing circles on the dining table as his mind raced.

Nellie was started to get more curious about the things happening around her. That was the one thing they were trying to avoid.

—— LUCILLE SPEAKS!

uh oh...nell's starting to question the things happening around her......ricky's gonna have to get real creative HAHA