8. one of the good ones

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( when the stars forget us! )
chapter eight

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❝ I'M GLAD I KNOW YOU.
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     EMBRY TILTED HIS HEAD to the side an easy grin spreading across his face, "you really want to help?" He questioned as she nodded. "You're not exactly dressed for it."

    Talia looked down at her outfit and nibbling on the bottom of her lip for a split second. "Do you have something—"

    "Here, princess," Embry tossed her a clean shirt that was from one of the cubbies on a shelf. "We don't want you getting dirty."

"Princess?" Talia caught the nickname raising an eyebrow at him.

"Well you don't want to get dirty." The boy shrugged his shoulders as he sits down on the creeper. "I figured it fits."

"You know, you're lucky I'm nice." Talia replied slipping the oversized shirt over her clothes. "What's the thing you're sitting on called?"

Embry glances down at the rolling board. "It's a creeper. Makes it easier to slide under the car. You've never used one before?"

Talia shook her head, "no, my dad's only taught me with stuff under the hood or the tires."

"Well," Embry grabs another creeper and sets it next to his before laying down on his, "there's a first time for everything."

The boy slides under the car as Talia lays down on hers and slides under the car beside him. Talia looked up having no clue what was happening to the car. "So, what's the problem?"

"There's a loose bolt here on the exhaust." Embry replied pointing at a cluster of pipes and wires. "If it doesn't get tightened, it's gonna rattle like crazy."

"Okay." Talia spoke quietly noticing the set of tools next to them.

"Can you hand me the torque wrench first?" Embry asked.

Talia hummed as a reply as she felt quite pleased that she knew what tool it was. The girl handed the wrench to him feeling a jolt of electricity when their hands made contact.

Embry paused briefly, trying to mask the moment with a quiet chuckle. "Not bad," he said, focusing on the bolt as if nothing had happened.

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