Brad Shepard is a 14 years old teenage boy who just moved in to the town of Whitechapel from Los Angeles, California.

He lives with his godfather, James Phillips, they're really close and share the same passion for motorcycles and surf. James is a 35 years ols lady's man who loves his godson more than anything. He´s 6 feet tall, has a slim built and handsome features, his hair is jet black, just like his eyes, and is shoulder length. He has a goatee and even though he's from L.A. he is still quite pale.

Brad is a 6.2 and still growing, he has a natural tan and even more handsome features than his godfather. His eyes are sea green and his hair is also shoulder length but blonde. Altough he's quite young, he already needs to shave everyday but prefers his face to have a small stubble. His left ear is pierced with a black, small ring and he has a tatoo of a tikki statue in his right arm. Besides surfing he also swam and did parkour back in L.A. so he´s quite lean and has a 6 pack and chest that makes girls faint and guys wish for. He's more of a quiet guy with people he doesn't know, but when he trusts them, he's a loyal and fierce friend. He´s really funny and nice but transmits a cool and rebel aura, which is accentuated by his stylish sense of fashion.

James and Brad moved to Whitechapel hoping to live in a more peaceful place. Brad´s parents died, when he was 2 months old, in a car acident, so James immediately signed the papers to be his legal guardian, since then James´s life has always been happy and fulfilled, but he's still a womanizer, the complete opposite of his godson who, when he likes a girl, he sticks to her and no one else. Unfortunately, he dindn't date much since most girls were only interested in his looks.

From the moment Brad could talk and walk, James taught him everything a person could know about motorcycles, since mechanics to types and brands. But that´s not all, before any of this things, baby Brad was already swimming and surfing in the sea, the later one with help of course.

James's a famous and important attorney who, in the need for peace, started working for his clients through videoconference, avoiding the need to travel around the country to get to the various courts.

It's quite predictable that Brad would, someday, want to have his own motorcycle, so his working for it. He wants to buy it with his own money instead of his godfather´s, so he started doing a part time job in a nerby mechanic's shop.

He has made a pretty good amount of money but it's still not enough, and besides, he also wants to buy a cool helmet. He already has his license, perks of having an attorney as your father figure.

Today they arrived to Whitechapel in their Mercedes Mclaren convertible. As they pulled over in front of the house James bought, they could see how it looked like. It was a big, cream, two story high house, nothing compared to their mansion, but well, a break is a break.

I guess this is going to be my new home. Brad said.

After they entered, they started going through the house to see how it was.

In the first story there's a kitchen, a dining room, a living room, a bathroom and an office that had a a library. In the second story there was only Brad's and James´s room, each of them had their own bathroom. In the backyard there was a pool and a BBQ. It also had a garage that could fit two cars and the house was separated from the neighbours's by 10 feet tall hedges.

When they were done, they started unpacking, cleaning the house and Brad painted his room green. It took them about two hours, as James had hired a team of cleaners and couple of men to help them bring the furniture in. They finished at 6 p.m., so Brad decided to explore the town.

"I'm going out for a bit." Brad yelled as he grabbed his wallet and cellphone.

"Ok, but come back before dinner." James yelled back.

"Alright" Brad then walked out of the house and started heading to town. There, he found out it wasn´t as small as people said, there´s lots of restaurants, three shopping centers, seven cinemas, various convenience stores and a plethora of different things. To his delight he encountered a mechanic's shop called Casey's.

He entered it and found a guy sleeping in a car holding a fork spanner in his hand, he seemed to be in his late twenties and had brown, a bit shorter than Brad's, hair, he had a soul patch and had his face dirty with oil.

Hope the owner of the car doesn't shows up while he's like that, better wake him up. Brad tried waking him up but he would just snore louder, so he had an idea. This is going to be entertaining. Brad brought his thumb and index finger to his mouth and whistled so loud a deaf could hear it in the middle of a football game.

The guy screamed and jumped, hitting with his head on the roof of the car. Brad started chuckling and tried to help him.

"Hey dude, are you okay?" Brad asked.

"Damn man, you sure know how to whistle." The guy said while rubbing the top of his head.

"Sorry about that." He said while giving him a sheepish smile.

"No biggy, I'm Casey, by the way, Casey Taylor." Casey said while holding up his hand.

"Brad Shepard." He said while shaking his hand.

"So, besides wanting me to have a massive heart attack, what do you want kid?" He asked, grinning playfully.

"You see I just moved in and I was looking for a part time job, I just so happened to see this place and thought I could try my luck." Brad said.

"Sounds good to me kiddo, I was looking for a new mechanic anyway. But before I hire you, I need to know what you're capable of and if you have the necessary skills." Casey said with a strange glint in his eyes.

"Sounds good to me."

"Alright then, I want you to try and fix this shitty carburetor that I can't seem to find a solution for." Casey said with a bit of anoyance.

Good thing in the other mechanic's shop, the owner showed me the mechanics of a car, now I know almost as much as I know about motorbikes.

"Sounds easy enough." Brad said while shrugging his shoulders.

Casey stared at him with an open mouth. How can this guy say that, I mean, this should be at least quite difficult, oh well I'll just have to wait and see.

Brad grabbed a few tools and started working on the carburetor. After ten minutes, Brad went to Casey's office covered in oil.

"All done, you were right, it was a shitty carburetor." Casey was flabbergasted.

"How could you have finished in 10 minutes, I spent 2 weeks on it and couldn't fix it."

" You see, I already worked in a mechanic's shop and the guy who owned it taught me everything about cars, besides, since I was a kid my godfather also taught me what he knew about motorcycles, which is a lot." Brad said.

"Well kid, you can have this job, I think we're going to get along just fine. So, when do you think you can come?"

"I can come everyday after classes, which should end at about 2:45 p.m., so at 3 p.m. I'm here."

"Excellent, I need you to work until 8 p.m., you can have the weekends off and I can offer you 200 $ a week, what do you think kiddo?"

"That's awesome, thank you so much!"

"All good kid, so today's Saturday, you can star coming on Monday."

" Cool, that's when scool starts. Bye Casey!" Brad cried as he was already running out of the shop.

"Bye!"

"This kids nowadays seem to have permanent batteries." Casey said to himself.

It was 7:30 p.m. when Brad got home.

"James I've got awesome news!" Brad yelled at the top of his lungs.

"I'm in the kitchen." James said.

"Guess what, I've got a job in the local mechanic's shop!" Brad said while entering the kitchen. His godfather had and apron on and was cooking some pasta.

"That's fantastic Twist, how did that happen, I mean, we've just got here and you're already doing busines, that's my godson!" James said somewhat awed and proud.

Brad was called Twist by James because of a surf competition Brad won by doing a considered impossible twist in the air and not falling when his surfboard connected with the wave.

"Well, you see, I was walking around town when I noticed a mechanic's shop, so I entered it, I mean, what better place to have a part time job than doing things you love? As I was saying, it's called Casey's, in there there was a guy sleeping inside a car, I tried waking him up but he wouldn't move a finger, altough the dude sure sored a lot, so I kind of whistled." Brad said with a hint of embarrassment in his tone.

James cracked up laughing. "Let me guess, ha! ha! ha! the guy hit with his head, ha! ha! ha! in the roof ha! ha! ha! of the car!"

"Yes, I got to admit, it was pretty funny, but well, can't laugh of my possible future boss, now can I? Where was I, ah, so I apologised" James chuckled "and the guy, who I discovered was Casey, said it was okay. He asked me what did I want and I said I was looking for a part time job, he got all excited and said he had been needing someone to help him. He asked me to fix this carburetor, which by the way was and authentic piece of shit, that he couldn´t find the solution for, I fixed it in about 10 minutes" "That´s my boy" James said. " when Casey saw this his jaw touched the floor and he promptly arranged a contract for me. From mow on, I work everyday, except weekends, from 3 p.m. to 8 p.m. and earn 200 $ a week, sweet isn't it?"

"Totally sweet, you know what, let's have a BBQ tomorow since it's your last free day before school starts?"

"Cool, I hope it's sunny tomorrow, I really want to try the pool." Brad said with a big smile.

"Okay, let's have dinner and then I'm going to bed, don't know how you're feeling but I'm totally knackered." James said with sleepy eyes.

"Agreed."

After they finished dinner and cleaned the dishes they went straight to bed, or in Brad's case, living room, since his room's paint was still drying. They were so tired they just jumped to bed, and couch, and fell asleep without changing clothes.