The Runaways: Chp 3: New Van

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Jacobs P.O.V     [ Same Night]    

I gathered some cleaning and paint brush supplies. We ran together hand in hand across to the field. It was dark, the only lights were the street lights , and the lights on the side of the garage. I walked into the garage and garbbed some of our old paint buckets. There was half a bucket left, so hopefully it would stretch. The van was old and rusty. It had multiple brown spots , and the paint had a lot of chipping. I seen we clearly had a long way to go. 

Jacob: "it's too quiet I need some music on in order for me to clean"

Olivia: "seriously Jake?"

Jacob: "yesss"

Olivia: "fine then I'll sing" 

Jacob: " but you hate singing in front of people"

Olivia: "chill Jake, it's just us " I giggled at her sudden confidence. I'm glad to see her happy. As she started singing Fantasy by Mariah Carey I couldn't help but smile. I mean her singing in front of me show's that she trusts me . . just as much as I trust her.  Plus, she sounded extremley goofy. Man I love her. . if only she actaully knew . 

I dipped the dried sponge into the bucket of water and began rubbing the dirty windows. I looked over and saw Olivia cleaning the windows with me. Soon, she did stop singing and began singing Cheers by Rihanna. I nodded my head but was rudely interupted by a wave of dirty water coming down on my head. "CHEERS" she yelled . Little did she know I'm quicker than her , I threw my bucket of water back onto her. Her jaw dropped to the grown , "im going to kill you!" she yelled. We ran around in circle until she actually tackled me, "damn girl you're stronger than I thought". We burst into laughter , and were a soapy mess. I could lay here with her forever but I know we still have a long way to go. 

Olivia: "say your sorry !" she demanded

Jacob: "but you threw it on me first!" I pleaded back

Olivia: "so...I'm a girl"

Jacob: "and I'm a boy!"

Olivia: "ugh fine help me dry the van off so we can start painting"

Jacob: "what the magic word..?"

Olivia ".....plesnejgeks"

Jacob: "I can't hear you"

Olvia: "ughh PLEASE dammit !"

A few minutes of drying they finally finished and began painting. Olivia looked at me "do you  want to make it fancy or something..?" asked Olivia. "Nahh, just a peace sign". She stood up and dipped the brush into a can of red paint and drew a big peace sign on the side of the van. Then she drew another of the front. We stood back and looked at our van. I wrapped my arm around and a thought finally slipped into my mind. How was I gonna tell my mom about this . . ?

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Eh I'm not too fond of this chapter either what do you guys think?

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