AN This is the start of an Oban story I started typing up eons ago, and it probably won't be updated until February, because I've got a ton of other stories to write. It's AU, and I might not have everything sorted out, but I know how it ends. It has a little of Molly/Aikka at the begining and a little Molly/Jordan towards the end. I'll probably end up writing two endings, one for each couple. Koji/Oc most of the way. And I've edited this chapter a bit since I put up chapter three.
The BeginningMolly Evans, formerly known as Eva Wei, sighed in relief as she finished brushing her hair. She wondered if her father knew that she'd escaped from Stern Boarding School yet…
His secretary probably hadn't told him about all those 'hoax' calls from 'that school'. So no. She was safe.
"Hey Lucky, hurry up." She called. "We have to go to work!"
Her 'sister', Lucky Evans came out of her own room, smiling as usual.
She was pale, like Molly, and her eyes were the same eerie crimson. However, that was where all resemblance ended. Lucky had sharp, distinct features. Her face was heart shaped while her hair was a vibrant yellow that shone through every hair dye known to man, and she kept it at shoulder length. She was curvier than Molly, and about three inches taller. Many people said that she was the more attractive of the two, but Molly had the most admirers, simply because of her attitude.
She wore a white vest top, and black combats. Her trademark bandana hid some of her hair, but served a more practical purpose. It kept her hair out of her face when she was working at the local tattoo parlour. She made the needles, and made sure that all equipment was sterile, and that the entire place was clean enough to pass a surprise inspection from the health authority.
Lucky was also an escapee from Stern Boarding. She was almost two years older than Molly, but they had been best friends since they had met, on Lucky's seventh birthday. She had been waiting for her father to call, and had been close to tears when an older boy had made fun of her. She'd almost wet herself laughing when the new girl, a tiny five year old, hit the on button on the auto waxer he was leaning on.
He'd come out alive; the only thing injured was his ego, and his reputation. His clothes were covered in floor wax, and his shoes would never be the same again.
Eva had stayed with her well into the early hours of the morning, comforting her when she realised that her father hadn't called, and probably wasn't going to. He was always too busy; he was a politician.
Lucky's real name was Yuki, which meant snow in Japanese. However, Lucky was the name that she had chosen, saying that she was lucky to have escaped, and that Snow was a dumb name.
She was a great hacker, and had created two personas for them. They had decided that they were sisters from Tokyo, who had left due to family reasons. Molly was being home schooled, as she had to work, and Lucky was taking an online course in computing.
Molly had dyed the top of her midnight black hair red, and had two tattoos on her face. One was of a star, one was a rectangle. Her hair was a little less than halfway between her ears and her shoulders, and she had three studs in her right ear, and one in her left. Her wardrobe mainly consisted of hunter green t-shirts and olive green combats. She wore her mother's goggles proudly on her head, and gloves up to her elbows. There was a music player on her 'skirt bag', which held several tools as well.
"Come on Lucky." Molly said, smiling. "I'll give you a lift."
"You mean, you'll take me to the garage so I can pick up my car?" Lucky giggled slightly.
Molly nodded, and walked out of their rented apartment, towards her beloved rocket seat. She'd built it herself, and it had helped her to escape from Stern, and to cause enough of a diversion for Lucky to escape as well.
Ten minutes later, the two girls parted ways so that neither of them would be fired.
As Molly worked on the latest 'sports' car to be carelessly crashed by a snob with money, her boss came in to the garage.
"Hey Andy." She greeted. "Is there a problem?"
Andy shrugged. "I just got a call from my brother. His wife just gave birth to twins, and his boss is giving him hell because he's not at work. I was thinking that you could cover for him for a few days. You'll have to camp out somewhere overnight, but I could pay for that."
Molly contemplated this. "Where does he work?"
"In Tokyo, he's the head mechanic at Wei Racing."
Molly's heart skipped a beat. "I'll have to talk to Lucky sir, but I should be able to take his place for a week or so." She forced out. "And if we do go, you won't have to pay. We'll find a lay by or something."
Andy smiled gently at the girl. "Well, if you do go, be careful. You might be the best mechanic I've ever had, but you won't be the best when it comes to Star Racers. Fifth best maybe, but not the best."
Molly smiled. "Don't worry Andy. By the way, what are their names?"
Andy blanched.
"What are your brother's family's names?" She asked.
Andy grinned. "My brother's name is James, his wife is called Maria, and their two fine babies are Anne and Eva."
Molly grinned inwardly. "Lucky could use the vacation. If she agrees, I'll be in Tokyo by tomorrow."
'And if he doesn't recognise me, I'll know that I'm better off without him.' Molly thought, turning back to the car.
When her lunch break finally rolled around, the fifteen year old ran as fast as she could towards Tatt Cat's Parlour. She reached it just as Lucky stepped out for her own break.
"Lucky!" She yelled.
Lucky whipped around in surprise.
"Molly? What on earth are you doing here?"
Molly quickly outlined what was going on.
"So, what do you say?" She finished.
Lucky thought for a moment. "We should go. I'll go pack, and warn the landlord."
Molly sighed; she knew that meant that Lucky thought that they had been in one place for too long. Either that, or she was just being cautious.
"Should I warn Andy?" She asked.
Lucky ruffled Molly's hair. "Just let him know that there's a small chance we won't come back."
And with that, the two girls parted ways again.
LATER THAT DAY
Lucky put the last of their things in her car, Traveller.
"You'll ride your rocket seat, okay Molly?" She asked, just to make sure.
Molly nodded.
"Oh, that reminds me. Happy Sixteenth Birthday sis." Lucky smiled, passing her sister a dress.
Molly gasped. The dress was similar to the one her mother wore when she raced "Thanks Lucky." Molly breathed. "I'll put it on later."
Lucky's smile softened at the look of absolute awe on her sister's face. "I'm glad you like it."
They had decided to bump up Molly's age a year, and to put on her schooling report that she had only recently discovered that she had a severe case of dyslexia, and before it had been discovered she had fallen behind in her schoolwork. They had also made it so that her birthday was a day later than her real birthday.
"Come on, let's go." Molly said, carefully putting her jacket in the car. She knew, somewhere in amongst her clothes, were birthday presents, in case she couldn't afford them at a later date.
Lucky nodded, and they set off for Tokyo.
It was late at night by the time Lucky pulled over for a rest, deciding that the deserted road that they had taken was as good a place as any to spend the night.
Molly shook her head at her sister, who was almost asleep. "Lucky!" She yelled.
Lucky started. "Yeah?"
"I'm going to keep going, we'll need fuel for Traveller, and we don't have enough for both of us to get to Tokyo." She explained. "I'll be careful!"
Lucky gave Molly a thumbs up, and began making security preparations, like putting up the hood of the car, locking it down, and locking the doors, before settling down in the drivers seat.
WITH MOLLY
It had been relatively easy to find and buy fuel, so Molly was speeding back to her friend. Much to her surprise, she was behind two trucks, and a crog. Her natural pilot instincts kicked in, and she flew into the woodland, so that she would be higher up than the trucks.
She looked forward to see where would be the best place to take flight, and saw a large, acorn shaped building, floating in the air. It's bottom split, to release a beam of some sort. The first truck was almost there, the second one lagging behind a little. The building was pulling up the Traveller.
Molly forced herself to be rational. It simply meant that she was taking a slight detour to get Lucky back.
Suddenly, she realised that a crog had broken through the roof of the second truck, and was strangling the driver. Well, that was just plain rude…
Molly grinned as she threw herself off the ridge, ramming the Crog off of the truck, and then having to hold on to the railing of the truck for dear life, while still holding on to her rocket seat.
She laughed as the truck entered the light, and the temporary weightlessness took her, but this turned into a scream as she felt herself disappearing.
Then, everything went black.
When she awoke, there was a bright light in her face, blinding her.
"What the hell?" She grumbled.
The light was lowered. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" A man asked, sharply.
Molly blinked, trying to get rid of the spots that were blurring her vision. "That depends, where is here?"
"Just answer the question young man!" The man snapped.
"Are you completely blind?" Molly asked, incredulously. "My name is Molly, and I'm a girl."
She still couldn't see the man who had insulted her, so she just stood up. "Did you happen to see a girl with long blonde hair, or a green Fowler?"
The man was about to answer when the world shook, and Molly fell off whatever they were standing on.
She screamed, confident that she was about to die. Her eyes snapped shut for a moment, and she only opened them when she felt two arms catch her. Looking over her shoulder, she saw someone who looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember him for the life of her.
"Careful Little Mouse." The man chuckled, placing her on the ground.
She blinked in surprise. "Hey, I can see again!"
There were three laughs; one from the guy who'd caught her, two from elsewhere. The two guys wore mechanic overalls, and standard working boots. There was another guy near them, scowling at her. He had dual coloured hair, thick eyebrows and was wearing a uniform that vaguely reminded her of the ones that Tyson's Military School boys wore. He was holding a gun, which practically confirmed this theory.
"Let me guess, you're a Ty boy." She drawled, looking around the room.
He growled in response. "If you're looking for an escape, you're not going to find one, spy!"
Molly rolled her eyes. "I thought so."
The bumper of a green Fowler 2080 caught her eye. Running towards it, she banged on the windows loudly.
Lucky woke up with a start as the alarms went off. Turning them all off as fast as possible, she rolled down her window.
"Hey Molly, did you get the fuel?" She greeted.
Molly nodded. "There's one slight problem though."
Lucky's smile slipped. "What?"
Molly moved out of her view, allowing her to see the five males, two trucks and the building.
Lucky sighed. "Whatever's happened, I blame you."
Molly burst out laughing, and turned to face the men.
"What has happ.. pened?" she asked, stumbling as she realised who the guy with the torch was.
It was her father. He didn't recognise her.
"Well, since you're here anyway…" Don Wei grumbled.
Ten minutes later, the girls had been told everything they needed to know.
"Let me get this straight." Lucky sighed. "You're Don Wei, and you're a racing manager. You're heading for another planet to take place in this major important race to save earth."
Don Wei nodded. "And I expect you two young ladies to earn your keep. We are here as ambassadors, and I do not want you to ruin this for us."
Lucky glared at him. "As if."
Molly turned to the other four. "Hi, I'm Molly, this is my sister Lucky, what are your names?"
Don Wei interrupted them before they answered. "There's no time for pleasantries, we have to unload our equipment."
Lucky swung herself back into Traveller, as Molly hunted for her rocket seat.
All of a sudden, the building opened again, and a small creature stepped in.
"Hello, I am Setis, the Avatar's servant." He said, smiling. "I've never seen ships from Earth before, they're beautiful." He said, nodding at the trucks.
Lucky laughed. "Those are just the trucks, the racers are inside."
The army boy glared at the girls, muttering something that sounded suspiciously like 'traitor'.
Setis looked inside. "Ah, flying cushions. Good, you won't get hurt."
Molly smiled. "The racers are under the sheets, the sheets just keep them clean." She explained. "Setis, do you know where we're supposed to go?"
Setis nodded, and led them to their hangar.
Rick looked at the young girl riding her rocket seat alongside him. 'This is the girl who saved me from the Crog? Little Mouse is tougher than she looks.'
As they settled into the hangar, there was a small dispute about the sleeping arrangements.
"Molly, you and Jordan will have to share. Lucky, you can sleep in the pit." Don Wei ordered.
Lucky shrugged. "Okay."
Molly shook her head vigorously. "No way."
"Molly, now is not the time to argue. You are merely a surprise, and I hate surprises!" Don yelled.
The shock on Molly's face was enough to make Rick wonder why those words had hurt her so much.
Then it was gone, and she opened her mouth to yell right back at him.
"We do not have to keep you two here. We could just throw you out, and we should. You're lucky we're here as ambassadors, or both of you would be gone." Don said, coldly.
Sensing a riot forming, Lucky stood up and turned to the boys. "You know, I swear that I've heard of you before, but I can't remember where." She said offhandedly, looking at Rick.
He looked surprised for a moment. "Well, I was a pretty famous racer before I decided to leave Wei racing." He stated.
"I don't follow racing, it's too hard if you don't have a TV. Molly does, but she works as a mechanic, so it's a little easier for her." Lucky cut him off. Then she snapped her fingers. "That's it! Your name used to come up in almost all of Molly's rants."
Molly blushed. "I don't rant anymore."
Rick looked amused. "My name came up… why?"
Lucky stalked over to Traveller, and rooted around for her music player. When she found it, she pressed play on the tape.
Molly's voice came floating out of the speakers. "Honestly, I'm not sure which is more pathetic." She ranted. "The fact that that he passed his driver's test, and that he thinks crashing his car sixteen times so far makes him 'cool', or the fact that his dad keeps paying for the repairs!"
"How long has he had his licence?" Lucky's voice asked.
"Six weeks. Honestly, he thinks that a leather jacket and a fast car makes him Rick Thunderbolt!"
Lucky turned off the music player, satisfied that she'd distracted everyone successfully.
Stan and Koji were in shock.
"He crashed how many times in a month and a half?" Stan said, incredulous.
"Sixteen." Lucky answered.
Rick looked bemused. "How is that even possible?"
"He crashed on the way to the garage as well. And as he entered." Molly explained. "He kept us in business for a while. The guy who'd had the job before me was a little bitter about being replaced by a fifteen year old girl."
"So, since we've kept you entertained with horror stories straight from Andy Eerin's auto services." Lucky grinned. "You tell us your names, and we'll find something to do."
The gunner boy let out a snort at the abrupt change of subject. "I'm Jordan, the gunner."
Lucky looked him over. "A Ty boy?"
He rolled his eyes and nodded.
"I'm Stan, and this is Koji. We used to work for Miguel." Stan said, grinning.
Molly nodded in recognition. "The joint second best of Star Racer Mechanics." She explained to Lucky. "The best, I don't know."
Koji smiled. "Yes you do. You work for him."
Molly's eyes widened. "Worked. I have to call him and resign."
"So, what can we do to help?" Lucky asked.
Stan looked at the Whizzing Arrow 1 and frowned.
"We lost some fuel in the rush after the crog attack. I don't know what you can do about that though…"
"Hey, didn't you get some fuel for us Sis?" Lucky asked.
Molly nodded. "But the stuff I got would be incompatible, seeing as it's only grade three domestic fuel. We need grade two rocket fuel."
Lucky blanched. "Okay. I saw a store on the way here, maybe they have whatever we need?"
Molly started her rocket seat. "I'll go look. Anyone have any money?"
Don shoved a small bag at her and ordered her not to spend it on herself.
She rolled her eyes. "As if. All my stuff's already here."
And with that, she sped off, dodging a truck of some sort as she left.
Rick looked at Lucky in confusion. "Was she kidding?"
Lucky shook her head. "We were headed to Tokyo for at least a week, and we decided to take our things with us." She explained. "Everything we own is in the Traveller."
Don Wei was gone again, but the others looked at the car in shock.
Lucky growled as she noticed this. "Don't judge us. Don't pity us. Don't make a big deal over nothing."
And with that, she began to look for her laptop. If she couldn't find it, it would be really hard for Molly to apologise to Andy.
Koji walked over hesitantly. "Sorry, we didn't mean to upset you. It's just the way you said that, it's as if you don't have parents."
Lucky continued searching. "We don't. And we're better off that way."
Koji sighed and went back to work. There were a few adjustments needed, and then they could all just head to the race.
Rick walked over to the blonde female. "Hey."
She barely glanced back. "What do you want?"
"Just curious." Rick said. "Your sister, has she had any flying lessons?"
Lucky shook her head in the negative. "Why do you ask?"
Rick looked at the blonde as she let out a cry of triumph and pulled out her laptop.
"Then, she's really somethin'." He said, finally.
"She's got fuel in her veins." Lucky said; smirking at the bemused look he shot her.
She followed the others to the race, leaving a note for Molly. They hadn't thought of the younger girl, but she had.
Molly arrived back at the hangar a mere ten minutes after the others had left.
"Hey guys, I'm back!" she called, before realizing that the hangar was shut tight.
"Oh, you so did not lock me out." She grumbled, looking for some sign of the Earth team, a white piece of paper catching her eye.
She half laughed, half groaned as she read it.
Molly Nokomis Victoria Evans AKA 'Little Mouse', 'Little Star', 'Sis',
Hey, guess who? Yep, it's me. We're at the race, so get your rocket seat, the fuel and yourself over here.
Try not to get into a life or death situation.
Love, the wonderful, talented, beautiful, modest person you call your sister
Lucy Emmelyn Yvonne Evans AKA Lucky Evans
PS, hope you don't mind that I used our full names.
Molly was the name she chose because she liked the sound of it, and the meaning was 'bitter one', or 'bitterly wanted child'. It was also a nickname for girls called Maya. Nokomis was a Native American name, meaning 'daughter of the moon'. Victoria was her grandmother's name, and according to Lucky, it meant 'one who is victorious'.
Lucky had simply wanted the name most like lucky, so she picked Lucy. It meant 'Light.' Emmelyn was a form of Emma, which was her mother's middle name. It meant 'healer of the universe'. Yvonne meant archer, but was really chosen for the fact that Molly had chosen the name Evans to keep her real initial in her name, somewhere.
It was hilarious when the girls had to use their full names.
Unless there was a tiny chance of a cute boy reading it, and for all she knew, there could be a potential love interest on this planet.
She laughed at herself for that. "As if!" She chuckled.
Folding the note carefully, she put it in her skirt bag. She had a race to watch.
She decided to walk there, and regretted that decision as she accidentally bumped into several people, reacting with a combination of shock, horror and embarrassment, before getting caught in a crowd.
As she stumbled to her knees on the other side, someone asked her if she was all right.
Looking up, she saw a boy, no older than her, with dark tanned skin, completely blue eyes, and sticking out ears. She recognised him as Naurasian, which meant that he was allied with the Crogs.
Still, he was cute, until he opened his mouth again.
"Aren't you a little young to be out without parental supervision?" He asked.
Molly stood up and roughly brushed herself off. "Don't you need parents for that? Anyway, where's your babysitter? You can't be much older than I am."
"Chaperone." He corrected, amused. "And you're probably right, at least in earth years…"
"Prince Aikka!" A voice yelled.
The boy looked chagrined. "That's my chaperone, Canaan. Goodbye."
"Good bye Aikka." Molly said. "Good luck in your race."
As she scanned the seats for the Earth team, she completely missed the shocked look that Prince Aikka shot her.
"Hey, Stowaway girl!" Jordan yelled, followed by a cry of pain. Lucky must have hit him.
Molly laughed and flopped down between them. "The name's Ev… It's Molly, got that?"
Lucky shot her a look of confusion. It wasn't like her to slip up.
"Sure, whatever." Jordan said, completely oblivious.
"Hey Koji, is this okay?" Molly asked, passing him the fuel.
"Sure Molly, it looks good." He said, smiling.
Just then, the Avatar appeared.
"Let the race begin." Lucky muttered under her breath, unaware that Molly was doing the same next to her.
Jordan looked at the two girls and shuddered. There was something not quite normal about them.
Once the Avatar was done with his speech, the racers were introduced.
"Hey, it's the prince." Molly noted, looking interested.
Lucky looked at the racers, just as Aikka looked up and saw Molly. He smiled at her, and she smiled and waved back.
"He's with the Crogs Molly." Jordan exclaimed, disgusted.
"Correction, his kingdom is allied with the Crogs. Don't judge the world by one person, or one person by their world." Molly stated, making Lucky grin. "Besides, I think he's kinda cute."
Jordan spluttered in indignation, while Lucky laughed at the gunner.
"Hey Molly, I'm glad to see that the philosophy elective is coming in handy." She whispered, smirking.
Molly shrugged and watched the race.
"Looks like your prince is gonna get squashed, with his pet bug. Heh, just like he should." Jordan said, smugly.
"He must be a pretty good racer to have been sent here." Molly pointed out. "And it's not over until the finish line is behind you."
"Hey, don't ruin perfectly good philosophy by translating it into racing." Lucky admonished.
Molly ignored her in favour of watching Aikka win the race, cheering with the rest of the crowd when he did so.
"Traitor." Jordan scowled.
Molly shook her head, and dragged Lucky to her feet. "Come on, we need to quit our jobs."
Aikka searched the stands for the earth girl who had called him Aikka, seconds after learning he was a prince. To his immense surprise, he felt disappointed when he saw her leaving with another human girl.
He shook his head. He'd barely spoken to her, he shouldn't care whether she was there or not.
AT THE HANGAR
"Hey Andy, it's me."
"Molly! I was worried when you didn't call, that's not like you!" Andy exclaimed.
"Sorry Sir."
Andy frowned. "Sir? You haven't called me that since I hired you!"
"Sir, I can't work for you anymore. And due to unforeseen circumstances, I can't cover for James either." Molly explained, desperately trying not to cry. She had loved working for Andy; he was like the father she'd wanted since she was five years old.
Andy looked at the young girl carefully. "Well, I suppose that I can afford a decent mechanic, especially with all the extra business that you brought in. I'll miss you Little Star."
Molly smiled weakly. "I'll miss you too. I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused."
Andy raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Trouble?"
"With James, and with Takao. I'm so sorry." Molly explained, a tear falling. "And now you're going to have to go short staffed until you can hire a new mechanic…"
"Don't worry about it." Andy smiled. "We brought in a rookie to cover for you. He needs the experience for his engineering exams, so he decided to earn money at the same time. He'll do until we can bring in a professional. James will be okay; his boss took unexpected leave, and left a guy with a heart in charge until he gets back. And I was glad to see the back of Takao, so don't worry about the trouble he caused. He was just bitter about being fired."
Molly still looked downcast. "Thanks Andy. Maybe I'll see you around one day."
"Maybe. Good luck to you Molly."
"Good luck to you too Andy."
She cut the connection, and walked over to the Traveller, swung herself into it and wound up the windows.
Lucky shook her head at her sister. Judging by the sudden disappearance of her laptop, Molly was going to try and do schoolwork. Which was really not like her. Which meant that her little sister was hurting, and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it.
Sighing, Lucky called 'Tatt Cat' and resigned. She took it surprisingly well, saying that she remembered everything Lucky had taught her about health and safety, and she could probably teach it to a new kid. Lucky knew better, Tara would be going crazy after five minutes with a new kid, because no one was better at keeping things clean than the OCD girl.
Lucky stared at Molly for a few seconds, before deciding to just talk to Stan and Koji. They were in their twenties, and therefore bound to have something in common with her…. or at least, they wouldn't be as weird and paranoid and biased as Jordan was. Otherwise, she would go insane.
"Hey guys." She greeted.
They both sent her a wary glance. "Hey." Stan said, hesitantly.
Lucky didn't allow her smile to falter. "Look, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about the way I acted earlier. And since I'm stuck here until the preliminaries are over, I wanted to make a fresh start."
Koji grinned at the blonde. "Okay. Tell us about yourself, we could probably kill some time that way."
Lucky raised her eyebrows at the boys. "Are you sure you want to know about me? I'm not really that interesting…"
Stan shrugged. "It'll kill some time."
Lucky smiled, and told them the lies that she and Molly had created three years before, but focusing on the things that weren't lies.
"Our parents were never there, so we decided that if they didn't care, we didn't either." She began. "We ran away, and just kind of drifted from place to place after that. I've worked as a cleaner mainly, using my biggest problem as an advantage. I have OCD; I can't stand anything not being clean. Untidy, I can handle, dirty, stand back, girl armed with disinfectant and a mop coming through!"
The two boys smiled.
Encouraged, Lucky continued. "I worked at a supermarket in the first town, a pizzeria in the second, a hotel in the third, and my last job was at a tattoo parlour. The same tattoo parlour where Molly got her ears pierced, and naturally, her tattoos. I help Molly with her schoolwork, and I'm working on a scholarship to MIT. Computer Science, because computers to me are like what vehicles are to Molly." Lucky smiled. "It just makes sense, even the stuff I know is supposed to be really complicated."
Koji and Stan nodded. They felt the same about Star Racers, or at least the mechanics of them.
Stan glanced at Molly. "I didn't mean to, but I heard some of the conversation that Molly had with Eerin."
Lucky nodded. "And?"
"They said 'good luck' instead of 'goodbye'. What's with that?" He asked.
Lucky considered it. "I don't know. I know for a fact that neither of the parents told her goodbye, and I can't think of a real, concrete reason why she would hate that word. She just never ever says it, and no one who's known her for more than a week would say it to her."
Koji nodded contemplatively. "She'll tell you when she's ready. So, what do you think of the Trantyla Program?"
Stan rolled his eyes as he walked away. He was the hardware specialist of the mechanic tag team. Koji was the computer and navigation specialist. Pausing outside of the Traveller, he looked at Molly. She seemed like a sweet kid, underneath the attitude. Smiling slightly as he looked back at the two computer experts, he knocked on the door.
Molly looked up from her notes on Romeo and Juliet. "Yeah?"
Stan pulled the passenger door open. "Hey."
"What's up?" Molly asked, looking back at the screen and trying to decipher one of the words she had typed up sometime last week.
"Nothin'" Stan answered. "Check out Lucky and Koji."
Molly did so, and grinned. Her sister was leaning towards Koji slightly, even though she didn't realise it. The two were talking animatedly, and although they were arguing, it didn't look like an argument. It looked like a friendly debate.
"My dad's Miguel. He took Koji on part time when he was thirteen. I was fifteen back then, and I kind of adopted him as my bro." Stan informed her. "In all that time, he has never had a serious relationship. Never wanted a relationship point blank."
"Your point?"
"I think that's going to change."
"So do I." Molly said, grinning. "Stan, could you tell me what this word is?"
Stan looked over her shoulder. "Mercutio dash deceased. Killed by Tybalt. A victim of fate."
"Thanks." Molly smiled. "I'm not very good at reading, and Lucky's busy."
Stan laughed.