Grease Girl - oc x Cole Walter
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A girl was bent over the engine, elbows deep in tangled wires and metal, completely at home where Scott clearly wasn't.
Her long, dark brown curls whipped wildly in the hot breeze, catching the light. Sweat glistened on her temple, tracing down her cheek, with one hand, she tugged at her tank top, wiping across her forehead.
This was not the picture he expected when Scott had said "my car broke down."
"Uh... Scott? Who's that?"
Scott followed Cole's gaze, then shrugged casually. "Oh, right. That's my sister. Dylan."
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