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"Ma come on," the girl asked her voice laced with frustration.

Donna turned her blue eyes onto her oldest daughter, her eyes narrowing at the tone, "don't. I told you your not working there."

Trying hard not to stamp her foot, the teenager bit her lip from saying something that no doubt wouldn't help her case, "I want to help ma. I heard you and pop talking this morning you said that were behind on bills, I'm fifteen I can help."

Sighing Donna looked at her daughter "You do help, Gabby, you watch brother and sister. Your priority should be going to school so you can get out of Charming." She hated the idea of her daughter going into the life of the club and the only way she saw that Gabby would get out is if she got an education.

"But I like cars, I want to be a mechanic." It was true it seemed since the day she was born that she had motor oil in her veins instead of blood.

Tired of going over this, Donna looked straight at her daughter who had seemed to stop growing at the same height of 5'5 much to the surprise of everyone considering her father reached over 6'0 and as a child she seemed to be taller than everyone in her classes. "No end of discussion, go do homework." She emphasized what she wanted down by pointing to the bedrooms.

Huffing Gabby left to go to her room that she shared with her younger sister, Ellie, her brown hair held up in a high ponytail swished as she turned.

"What are you doing?" Ellie asks later that night, when she sees Gabby grabbing a sweater from the closet.

Turning quickly to the blonde headed girl, Gabby spoke in a hushed voice, "nothing, just go watch the movie."

Tilting her head at her older sister, "yeah, right what are you doing?"

"Fine, I was going to sit on the steps outside, happy," pulling her red hoodie over her head. She grabbed her sister's shoulders gently pushed her back into the living room where Kenny was laying on the couch eating popcorn not even noticing them. Gabby then headed towards the door quietly shutting it as she stood outside; she inhaled the cool air of the night before going to sit on the curb at the end of the driveway.

'Huh, I need a job. Ma is being unreasonable come on what is so bad about working at TM, pop did, and everyone else in the freaking family does, we need the money I've seen the late notices on the bills. She's not hiding them, well okay she is hiding them from Ellie and Kenny and I suppose me too, but come on I'm old enough to understand, I want the job so what is her deal.' Gabby's thoughts were broken at the sound of a bike pulling up the street, standing up she noticed that it was Josh Daniels' bike by the custom black and red paint that she had put on the bike with him four months ago. He was two years older than her at seventeen. Pulling up to her, he cut the bike's engine, taking off the helmet he wore he ran his fingers through his medium length black hair making it stand up slightly before falling to the side.

Getting off the bike he asks, "So your parents home?"

Smiling up to him, "just my little siblings, we got about two hours before they come back from their date night."

He smirked at that, wrapping his arms around her waist, the helmet already sitting on the bike; he brought his lips to hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Breaking the kiss after about three minutes both breathing heavy from the lack of oxygen, "Well that's good, so what did your mom say about TM?" He himself worked at the tattoo parlor during the weekends for his dad.

"Said no."

"Well that sucks, maybe I could get my dad to hire you at the parlor." He spoke tucking a loose piece of her hair behind her ear as there foreheads leaned on each other.

"Yeah right if my ma wont let me work at TM where my grandpa works and my pop did work at, I highly doubt she would be very willing to allow me to work at a tattoo place."

Josh laughed at that, it was true. "So speaking of your old man, how's that going."

"Good, weird having him home after five years."

"I bet."

"So how was work?"

"Boring, its not like anyone will let me tattoo them, so I just end up cleaning, how wrong is that?" Gabby laughed at that, it was wrong considering she has seen his room, which looked like every natural disaster known to man had hit at the same time.

"Well would it make you happy to tattoo someone?"

"Well yeah, to do that I would need them to see my work but to get someone to see my work I actually need to tattoo someone."

"Well do you have any tattoo ideas you want to do?"

"Yeah, but who would let me," seeing her face in the moonlight and the shadow of the street lamp he asked, "you?"

"Sure, in sharpie though, I come home with ink my ma would skin me alive."

"That works, how about doing it in henna sometime."

"Sure."

Lifting up his keychain that held his wallet and keys along with two sharpies, red and black, he grabbed the black sharpie. "How about now?"

"Sure, in the garage though, the kids are in the living room, and if my parents find out I had a boy in the house I don't want to know what they would do."

Walking up the drive, Gabby lifted the garage door up so that they could duck under before turning on the light. Josh grabbed an old workbench out of the corner bringing it closer to the light. "So where should I put it?"

"Where do you think it would look best?"

"On your hip." His voice low as he pulled her closer lifting her hoodie and shirt up on her left side showing her tanned skin, taking his hand that was cold from the night air he ghosted his hand on her hip, "the LA skylight." She smiled at that it was one of her favorite places with the lights and the sound of engines going up and down the highway. Grabbing her hoodie she pulled it off taking her shirt with it, leaving her in a tank top and bra along with her jeans. They smiled at each other, he then guided her to the bench, she then proceeded to lie down so that he could get easy access to her side. He lifted her tank top making sure that his hand grazed her smooth skin, and then grabbing his sharpie he started the tattoo.

An hour later, they heard movement outside, quickly getting up they walked to backdoor of the garage where the noise originated, neither was speaking afraid of what would happen if they were caught considering that no one outside their group of friends knew they were even dating. They breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the childlike voice of Ellie calling out Gabby's name.

Stepping out the door, and closing it quickly before Ellie could see anyone, she asked, "What is it?"

"Mom called they are coming home early, they wanted to know if everything was okay. What are you doing?"

"Just working on an a spare engine. What did you tell them?"

"Told her we were fine."

"Good. Why don't you go inside and get ready for bed."

"Okay," Ellie said as she headed back to the house.

Gabby waited for Ellie to close the screen door of the house before she headed back inside the garage. Looking up to Josh's wondering face, she spoke, "You have to go, my parents are coming home early."

Running a hand through his hair he nods, "well then goodnight, darlin."

"Goodnight to you too, babe."

Walking out to his bike he grabbed his helmet before pulling her into a kiss. Swinging his leg over the bike he put his helmet on before starting the bike and revving off. Gabby waved to him as he rode down the street before heading back to the garage to lock up and grab her hoodie and shirt.

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