Prodigies Are Made

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By the end of the night, Brittany had fallen asleep and I was left without a ride. After a while, the air inside became suffocating, like it does.

So I grabbed some more 'LC', as it had been shortened to, and made my way outside.

The outside air was cooling, especially with the cold drink in hand. My brain started to unwind. Thoughts escaped my grasp, but those probably weren't important anyway.

The wind blew through my hair, a small taste of freedom with it.

Suddenly, a loud noise snapped me out of this state, coming from a car sitting on the road.

A familiar car.

Simeon's car.

Without a thought, I strode up to it. Simeon was resting his head against the steering wheel. There was that white and orange roll sitting between his fingers like before, but this time it wasn't burning.

"Hey." He jumped at the sound of my voice but soon sighed and sat back. "Are you... okay?" I asked.

He laughed, this one sounding bitter, "I don't need your sympathy."

"Okay." My body was working before my brain was and before I knew it, my hand moved to open the passenger door.

He didn't stop me as I took a seat next to him.

"So, why are you still here?" Was my first question.

"My... my car won't work." His expression was defeated and I found myself feeling bad for him, even though he told me not to. I wished I could do something about it.

Then a grin spread across my face as a realization hit me, "I can help!"

Simeon's gaze followed my hands as I immediately went for my phone and called Sammi.

"Why are you up this late, Xavier?" She asked first. It was in a scolding tone but I ignored it.

"I need your help." I told her, getting out of the car.

Simeon rolled his eyes but followed.

On the other end, Sammi groaned, "What?"

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"Can I go to sleep now?" Sammi asked, bored. It had apparently been a 'simple fix' but Simeon and I were covered in patches of grease and oil.

"Yes, thank you so much." I replied.

"You're the worst, Xavier."

"I love you too. Bye!"

Simeon rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand, "Perfect."

No matter how much I tried to prevent it, a smile grew on my face at the joke.

"I can drop you off now." Simeon said, getting into the driver's seat.

"If it isn't any trouble." I replied, earning a confused look from Simeon before he started up the car.

"You're the one who helped fix it." He told me.

The engine started with a soft purr, replacing Simeon's previous expression with a gleeful one.

It was nice to see him like that.

He directed his smile at me, "Thank you."

"No problem."

Slowly, he backed out of his spot and started driving. The car ran a lot smoother than it did before.

"To be honest, the world looks a lot better without my sunglasses on." Simeon said quietly.

"Well, now you know." I replied.