Breakeven-Max Schneider Fanfic!

Chapter 5

I walked into the auto-parts store, smiling.

"Hey, chica!" Carlos says, wiping his hands on his a towel.

"Hey, Carlos." I say going to hug him and then deciding not to.

"No hug?" He asks and I shake my head, eyeing his coveralls which are covered in oil and grease.

"Whatever, you just don't want to get your precious clothes dirty.

"That and I have a boyfriend." I say as he shakes his head.

"My little Colette has a boyfriend?" He asks, smiling.

"Well, I'm not so little anymore." I say, frowning.

"I see that. You always were very muscular for a girl." He says and I whack him, playfully.

"Hey! Not hitting. You come here for something specific or, just to work?" He asks and I shake my head.

"You need to come with me to fix my bike. I'm not sure what's wrong with the engine.." I say, pulling him towards his motorcycle.

"We can't take mine. It's being fixed too. Hop in the Mustang over there and I'll grab my tools." He says so I go get in the drivers seat of the black Mustang.

"No, chica, I'm driving." He says and I purse my lips, but move over to the passenger side.

"You know, you're as loco as ever." I say, laughing as he looks at me.

"You can still do a perfect immitation of a Mexicana. It's very interesting. Are you sure your not Latino?" He asks and I shrug.

"I can't ask. Mi'familia is gone. Died in a car crash a couple days ago." I say, ignoring the urge to cry.

"Well, we should get ahold of your birth certificate and check." He says and I nod, contemplating it.

"Let's start with getting my bike so I'm not late for rehearsal." I say and he laughs, starting the car and driving to my school.

30 Minutes Later.

"There you go. You might need a change of clothes though." He says and I look down at my outfit.

"Yeah, I've got some in my gym bag in Max's car." I say and he raises and eyebrow.

"Why is your gym bag in this Max's car?" He asks so I roll my eyes.

"Max is my boyfriend, and it's because he picked me up after school." I say laughing.

"Okay, so you're not having sex?" He asks and I turn bright red.

"Carlos! ¿De verdad tenía que preguntar eso?" I scold in Spanish, surprising myself at how well I remember it.

"We really need to get ahold of your bith certificate, chica, because I swear, you have got to be half Latino." He says and I shake my head, getting on my bike and starting it.

"I'll see you soon, Carlos. I'll come work soon, I'm gonna need the money." I say, revving the engine before speeding away.

Instead of parking in my normal spot, a couple blocks down, I park right in front of the studio and walk in.

"Hey, Colette." Max says, glancing at my dirty clothes.

"Hey." I reply,holding my hand out.

"Yes?" He asks, looking at my hand.

"Lemme see your keys." I say, impatiently.

"Why?" He asks and I roll my eyes.

"My gym bag is in your car. I need new clothes." I say, frustratedly.

"Here." He says tossing his keys to me. I catch them perfectly, already on my way out the door.

I grab my gym bag, unhappy with the lack of clothing in there. I force myself to grab the sparkly half top and red short shorts.

I run inside and into the bathroom, and change into my clothes.I walk out, feeling shy and awkward.

"Uh..?" Max says, commenting on my outift.

"It was the only clean thing in my bag." I say, sitting behind the piano.

"Hey, whose bike is out front?" Noah asks walking in, still looking at the bike.

"Mine." I say, grabbing the hoodie that was hanging on the piano and slipping my arms through it.

"No way!" Noah says, shocked.

"Yes way. Max, is this your jacket?" I say, turning to him. He nods and I shake my head.

"Your serious?" He asks and I nod, still focused on Max.

"You wear to much cologne." I say and he laughs.

"Max did you know she rode a motorcylce?" Noah asks and I sigh.

"Yeah, Noah, get with the program. What do you mean?" He asks me and I roll my eyes.

"Girls want to smell you, not taste you." I say as Noah just stands there, his mouth wide open.

"I thought you liked it." He says and I roll my eyes.

"I like the cologne, just when you wear a ton, it kinda makes my nose burn.." I say and he walks over to me, wrapping his arms around me.

"Please tell me, you are joking with me. Colette, you are to girly to ride a bike." He says and I roll my eyes.

"Come with me if you don't believe me." I say, getting up, slipping on my dirty sweatpants and walking out of the studio, Noah in tow.

I slip on my helmet and pat the seat beside me, handing Noah the extra helmet I keep with me.

"Uh, what're you doing?" He asks, nervously putting the helmet on.

"Just hang on." I say, revving the engine and sped off.

Soon I stop and let him catch his breath.

"Wow." He says and I laugh quietly.

"Okay, can we go back?" Noah asks and I nod. I start the engine and take off.

"Hey, Colette, you wanna go see a movie tonight?" Max asks after we get back.

"Sure, but I am going to change." I say, grabbing my stuff.

"Movie starts at nine, I'll pick you up at eight." Max says kissing me.

"Gross, you guys." Noah says and I stick my tongue out at him.

"You won't think it's gross when you get a girlfriend." I say, grabbing the helmet off his head.

"Okay, I'll see you at eight." Max says as I walk out the door.

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