Secrets

Chapter Three

He was beautiful and he had a gorgeous accent. He must've been the figure I saw in the car.

"Miss?" he looked at me as if horns were sprouting from my head. "I uh-"
Great time to stutter. "I can help you if you need. I don't know much about cars or how to fix them but i'll do my best." he gave me a warm smile that made me so happy. I felt like I was dreaming. "That would be great, thanks"  I returned the warm smile. He followed me to the garage behind the diner. "Grab that red jug" I watched him bend down and grab the jug of oil. He let out a small grunt as he expected it to be lighter. I grabbed a couple other things we would need. We walked back to the car, his mother was tapping her foot impatiently. "Pop the hood, give me 5 minutes and you'll be on your way"

Friday 7:30 AM
I finished changing the oil and realized I was left outside with the mysterious boy. "See if she starts" I said covered in oil. He walked to the driver's side and turned the key.
Brmmmm
The car started and he smiled. "You did it!" he looked shocked. "Sure did" I laughed at his expression. We walked back into the diner where the fancy lady sat talking to my horrid step-dad. "Oh dearest, I worked up quite the appetite. Won't you make us something?"  She smiled at her son. Ive spent an hour with him and still dont know his name. "absolutely, heres a menu. Sit wherever" I gave them both menu's and watched them walk to a booth by the window. James smiled at me. "What do you want?" I  sighed heavily. "Just admiring my hard working girl, you know I like that. Don't you think changing the oil is a man's job?"  he smirked. God I hated him more than anything. "No one else was going to do it." I turned away from him to grab the coffee pot and refill his drink. "Where'd you learn that from anyway?" He watched me poor his coffee. "my dad" I said. My dad... I haven't talked about him since the accident. I stood there with my back turned to James. "Oh, that piece of shit." he laughed. I clinched my fist. "You know he was never good for anything."  At this point my hands were bleeding and i had nail marks in my palms. "He's twice the man you will ever be." I said as I washed my hands in the sink.
"Ready to order?" I asked walking over to the booth. "I would love hot tea, extra sugar and a pump of almond milk. Pancakes, grits and bacon" The fancy mother said. "you got it and for you?"  I couldn't help but falling into a deep trans while he talked.