Layla's POV:
"I have no idea how after going to school for at least 20 years you still decided to spent the next 30 years of your life going back to that hell hole."
Rolling my eyes, I couldn't help but to chuckle at Heather's comment as I carried several package of papers to my car while holding my cellphone in between my ear and shoulder.
"What can I say, I love putting myself through hell."
"Well get your butt out of there and get to your house already. I'm dying to see you so I can tell you what happened to me again."
"I can't wait to hear about you one night stand." I mumbled as I approached my car.
Placing the package of papers on top of my car's roof, I grabbed my bag and tried to find my car key as I continued to listen to Heather on the phone.
"Please I'm not always a slut."
"I suppose not but hey I'll call you back in a bit, I'm about to drive." I said as I finally located my key.
"Well okay, be safe love, talk to you soon." Heather said before hanging up on me.
Putting my phone back into my bag, I unlocked my car while grabbing my packages of papers before getting into my car. It seemed like it was about to rain soon so I wasted no time in getting inside. Getting situated into my seat, I put on my seat belt and put my key into the ignition only to hear my car fail to start up. I instantly tried to turn the key again only to be disappointed once more. Slamming my hands against my steering wheel, I looked into my bag to retrieve my phone to call Heather back up.
The only problem though, she didn't answer my calls at all.
"You were just using your dam phone Heather!" I exclaimed to myself as I threw my phone back into my bag. Opening my car door, I popped open my hood and got out to see if I could understand what was wrong with it.
To bad for me, I didn't understand a thing about car.
At this point I couldn't help but to groan and kick my car before running my fingers through my hair.
This is what I get for purchasing a used car.
"Seems like you have a predicament on your hands."
Startled by the voice that was speaking to me, I placed my hand over my chest and turned around. To my disbelief it was none other than Jade. She was simply just standing there looking as causal as one could while drinking her soda.
"Your car acting up?" Jade said after a moment of silence while gesturing to my car.
Running my fingers through my hair again, I licked my lips before responding.
"Yea I have no idea what's wrong with it."
Nodding her head again slowly, she took a sip from her drink before walking over to the car. Looking at the engine, I watched as she frowned a bit before opening her mouth to speak.
"Try to turn it on, I want to see something." Jade said as she took another sip of her soda.
Deciding to do as she said since I have no other option, I got back into my car and tried to start my car up again.
As I let out a sign of frustration, I noticed that it was starting to rain causing me to lay my head against my steering wheel. Moments later, I heard tapping on my window forcing me to lift my head before opening the car door.
"Manual transmission?" Jade asked as soon as I opened the door.
"Yea why?" I asked as I looked at her.
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