Under the sheets

Chapter 2; Dean's garage

I was finally done with organizing my room! I took a breather and looked at my hard work. But one more thing!
I rummaged inside one of the last boxes and pulled out a bottle of strawberry shampoo, I walked towards the bathroom and placed it in the shampoo basket right next to the conditioner. Finally! Everything is in order nothing better than a clean room. My bathroom had a tub, which I will abuse, buying lush bombs!
I opened my closet up to make sure I didn't miss anything.
I had a lot of clothes and shoes, I needed to dress like a queen, I needed to be in the latest trend! Conceit? Maybe! But it was better than not being cool. I undid my hair and it immediately puffed in all directions, I moved it around with my hands.
I walked out and closed the door, boy I was hungry. I noticed that the room in front of mine had the lights on and the door was slightly open, Seeing that the room in front of mine was not vacant anymore, worried me. I peered my head through the slightly open door, it wasn't even organized all the boxes were on top of the bed and there was a mess of other things scattered about- "the horror" I whispered to myself as I shuddered from head to toe. This could only mean one thing the tyrant was right across from me. Well, this is great.

I stormed downstairs I'm glad he's not insight, or I might just explode.
"Dad!" I yelled out! "DAD" I screamed louder. "Blaire, inside voice!" He yelled louder than me, it was coming from the kitchen. He was making something on the stove it smelled really good, my stomach grumbled, I walked in and crossed my arms "I don't like him." I promptly announced I heard my dad sigh he turned around to face me and gave me a look. I turned my head and pressed my arms harder to my chest. "Well, Blaire you're gonna have to get along with Dean" I groaned and turned to face dad "I can't he's a Neanderthal! A bone head straight out of the caveman era!" I said really angry and making an effort not to cry. I felt a tap on my shoulders and then I was pulled in for a hug. I slightly turned my face, it was Mara I gasped. Oh no! Mara smiled "Yes, Dean might be a bully. I know how he is, he doesn't really get along with people, but don't worry, he'll warm up or boil too quickly."
I lowered my head, they both really need this... I can't be selfish now out of all time when my dad is finally ready to move on. I was dumbfounded, I bit my lip and nodded. "Okay," I said defeated. Mara was already being a mom I was already pretty fond of her and I can say that she won my heart over too, she's a really nice sunny person and I was glad Dad found a person like her. "Dinner would be ready soon." Dad said, "Dean is outside, go get him Blaire" he ordered. Ugh why me? Well, there's no fighting it. I walked away and opened the front door, I saw a black Mustang from the 50's damn, that's a nice ride, I saw it on the history channel once and they sold it for a really high price. Why are these cars so expensive anyway? This must be the Neanderthal's car. How did he even get the money for this car? He probably stole it. Dean walked out of the garage, he wasn't wearing a shirt and was all sweaty. It only added to that bad boy look of his. I bit my lip, damn, that's a nice ride. I shook my head, that's a fucked up thing to say. He opened the car's hood and started working on it. He was studying mechanics, wasn't he? I wonder if he's any good at it or he's just doing it to add to his bad-boy image. I chuckled. I took my iPhone out and took a picture. I found that moment incredible, the sun was just setting and the sky was dressed in red and orange tones. The lush greenery and the pine trees added to it and the dirt road at the feet of the tree trunks made it seem rustic, and Dean working on the old car without a shirt sweaty tone and tan, and tattooed up made it seem straight out of a car magazine. Man, this picture was great.

I finally gathered the courage and I walked towards him "hey" I said he raised his head, he had a soft gaze, dark brown eyes stared back at me, I swallowed, "dinner is ready" I stuttered. He nodded and continue to work on his car. Was he giving me the silent treatment? "Go away, I can't concentrate with you staring at me. Am I really that attractive to you?" He said while still working on his car. I breathed in hard and pressed my lips together. I breathed out, keep it in, for dad and Mara. "You know, it's such a waste. A guy as attractive as you with such a nasty attitude." I said, he raised his head to look at me. He chuckled and walked towards me. I hate tall people, he placed his hands on his hips "I don't have a nasty attitude, you just can't handle me." I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms. "damn, James Dean, what a bad boy thing to say. Man, you're such a badass, I'm soaked." I said sarcastically. He laughed, "yep, girls usually get wet around me. They're all the same and you're no different." Wow, what an asshole thing to say. It took all my courage not to slap him. "You look like a big pile of daddy issues," I said his face immediately changed, he frowned and turned away from me. Daddy's boy it seems. I walked into the house and walked into the kitchen "where's Dean?" Asked Mara. "He's doing whatever they do to cars when they open the hood"
Mara laughed "he really likes cars," she said "he found that car in a junkyard he used to work for a summer ago and worked on it for a really long time, he made that car himself" she proudly said. she really loves her son, she didn't seem like a bad mother so why was he so rude? "I saw that very same car on TV the other day, they sold it for a lot of cash!" I said taking a seat at the kitchen aisle next to Mara. Dad walked in "You guys are talking about the Dean's Impala? Yeah, really nice car for sure. Really expensive too, pure American beauty Dean is really talented and gifted when it comes to cars. He's been in the garage all day organizing his tools and car parts, you should see how well he placed everything." He said with a smile, men...and their garages. I raised an eyebrow "his room is still a mess of boxes and unplaced furniture and he would rather go get dirty with oil and rust?" I said, "what kind of person does that?" "Dean," said Mara and my dad at the same time. The door flew open and Neanderthal fuck boy walked in. "I'm starving." He roared like the savage he was. He walked over to the kitchen, "dinner is almost done, Dean! Why don't you go change and take a shower? you must be pooped after working in the garage all day" dad said. "Yeah sure," he ran a hand through his hair. My dad turned to him and pointed at me "Blair said she likes your car a lot, she thinks you did a really good job" what? No, I don't. I don't care at all. but before I could open my mouth Dean turned to me and smiled. His eyes shined and he looked proud of himself, he looked really happy.
Oh....my.....god. That was the first time I've ever seen him smile.
"That's really nice to hear, thanks"
My jaw dropped, he said thanks???? The savage Neanderthal said thanks? Was he putting up a show?
I was dumbfounded. Well okay!
I nodded and kept quiet.
"Dean, Blaire doesn't know how to drive yet! Can you teach her?" My dad said, what? dad stop this! I don't want to spend time with this caveman. I turned over to him he was beaming, "of course! But I drive stick, it could be too much for a cute girl like Blaire" he said I gagged, the beast called me cute. I felt like I had to take a shower. I Was about to open my mouth when my dad cut me off, he knows exactly when I'm about to say something rude. "It doesn't matter! Teach her anyway." He nodded. "Fine I will" he turned and left. I rolled my eyes and groaned "why?" I asked. Mara chuckled. And my dad snickered. Augh.
"You start school next week," said Mara, "I asked Dean to take you since it's on the way to his uni" She continued. I turned over to her. "Why can't I just take the bus?" I asked "sweetheart the buses don't pass by here! Why do you think this house was so cheap is in the middle of the forest!" She exclaimed. I was pissed they were doing everything they could to make me spend time with him. I didn't want that! But I had to do it. "He can also come to pick you up! Since you guys get out around the same time." My dad said. Really? More! Augh. I hated him. That stupid caveman.