The next morning I was up first bright and early, I gave Pete a little text and walked out the house. Yet again it was another bright and sunny day.
" hi Debbie," mya shouts as she was walking past my house, she must be on her way to school.
" hey mya," I say standing outside my blue back Door.
" heard you quit," she said as the smile vanished off her face.
" ehh, your right. I've got a lot on my plate," I nod.
" well you look pretty skinny to me," she snaps as she storms off.
That makes me fume, " oi, don't be a bitch to me," but she totally ignores me, I feel like running up and giving her a good slap, but I won't.
I walk towards the garage hoping that mum or her dick of a boyfriend isn't there, I really do enjoy working at the garage, even though dad owns the business.
I get to the garage and luckily no ones there, so I can actually get some work done.
A few hours after that, I'm finished with the car, and well proud of myself.
Suddenly I heard a bag on the garage door, and it suddenly closed.
" what the hell?" I say to myself as I go up to the door and try to open it.
OMG, someone has locked me in. I go into my pocket to pull my phone out but I remember I left it in the car, which is parked outside.
" Help Help, I'm stuck," I say as I start banging on the door and shout as loud as I possibly could hoping that someone could hear me.
This was going to a long afternoon.
