A New World

Chapter II

I'm feeling nice, and excited :)

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The familiar two story place that was our home came into view as we pulled up into the driveway. Dad parked in the garage while we stayed in the driveway. "Alright, I've got stuff to do. Don't touch the car." Sam shot me a look and I raised a brow.

"Did you forget this car is 1/3 mine?" I leaned against the door and crossed my arms. Sam spluttered a bit before sighing and opening his door, starting to get out.

"Just be careful, this is my ticket." He winked and I scoffed. We both got out and I cringed at the peeling sound from the stickiness of the seats. Now that we were home, I realized just how poor a condition the car was in.

Shaking my head, I made my way into the garage where Ron kept all his tools and stuff. I hummed a little and found a bucket with a sponge in it and located a bottle of car soap. Placing it in the bucket, I exited the garage and stopped in front of the Camaro. I quickly ran inside and changed into a pair of spandex shorts, took off my shirt leaving me in a sports bra and took off my beanie.

I tied up my hair and changed my shoes into a pair of sandals and smiled, ready to wash a car in the heat. I scurried downstairs and back outside to our car. "Alright buddy, let's get you lookin nice." I smiled and grabbed the hose and drug it over. Turning it on, I hosed the Camaro down before filling the bucket with water. I poured some of the liquid soap and mixed it in so I had a nice bubbly mixture and submerged the sponge in the mixture before lathering it over the car.

The car shook slightly and made what sounded like a click, and I stopped for a moment before waving it off as the metal creaking and my washing it. When I was about halfway through, I glanced over my work and smiled. No longer did dirt cover it and some of the paint had came off too that was peeling. Where I had washed was shiny and bright which made me super proud and happy.

I finished washing the car and then hosed it off before switching out my bucket for leather cleaner, window cleaner, paper towels, a fabric cloth, a hand held vacuum and an air freshener. I sighed as I set everything aside and placed my hands on my hips. "This is all worth it in the end. This is all worth it in the end." I chanted to myself. I was hot and tired but refused to clean the outside and not the inside.

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Wiping my face with an arm, I tossed the dirty rag outside as I slowly climbed out. I had been out here for almost 2 hours and I was finally done cleaning. The seats were clean and no longer sticky, the windows were clear and the little cinnamon apple air freshener was hanging from the rear view mirror. I had taken off some of the stuff hanging there and it was really nice and organized.

I took the apple cinnamon spray and spritzed it over the interior to try and quicken the air freshening process. I stood up and put all my stuff together before smiling and admiring my work. There were a couple things that could be done, like maybe a fresh paint job, but this would do for now.

I heard my phone buzzing from the table I brought out here and furrowed my brows in confusion. Walking over to it, I noticed the caller ID being Miles and rolled my eyes. Reluctantly, I clicked answer and held the phone to my ear. "What do you want?" I growled.

I heard Miles sigh before he replied with a flirty comeback as always, "Just wanted to hear your sweet voice."

I gagged a little and shook my head. "I will beat you if you keep flirting with me. I told you I'm not interested." I spat. Ever since him and Sam became friends, Miles always hits on me and tries to get me to go on a date with him. I almost did once but that same night Mikaela invited me to the movies with a couple of her friends and while I don't like her friends, it was better than a date with Miles.