Racing Your Heart
Chapter Two: The Garage
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My fingers and wrist were aching. They had needed my signature on what seemed to be hundreds of papers and forms. I shook my wrists, trying to make them feel normal again. Stupid dumb, moronic, retarded paperwork.
"What time do you want to come over to the garage, Bella?" Alice asked.
"Umm… around nine or ten, I guess," I answered awkwardly.
"Okay, see you then!" Alice replied.
We exchanged goodbyes and left in separate directions, Alice heading towards a bright yellow Porsche 911 Turbo and me going to my rusty old truck.
I unlocked the driver's side door and climbed in, resting my head on the steering wheel. Between driving and racing and filling out paperwork, I was practically asleep on my feet.
At this point, I was glad I had thought ahead, knowing how tired I would be. I wrestled the energy drink out of the cup holder and popped the lid, taking a long drink before putting it back and starting the car. Rockstar is the best thing ever invented,
I backed out of the spot and began to drive out of there, receiving several glares from men that didn't make it, as well as their idiotic girlfriends. Some of those girls though, surprised me and smiled.
I was tired. It was hot. I was ready to be home. My car broke down on the side of the road. The gas tank was still full and the battery was fine. It just didn't like me. I fiddled around with the car until it started. (I didn't want to confuse anyone with my car- speak) I sighed in relief and got into the driver's seat again. Then I drove home.
I pushed the key into the lock on my front door and twisted, hearing the satisfying click that signified I was home. I shoved the door open and stumbled to the kitchen. I yanked open the refrigerator and pulled out a sandwich.
I was at work pulling the saran wrap off for a number of minutes. I sank my teeth into the sandwich happily; glad to have real food in my stomach. I moved into the living room and switched on the television.
I grabbed the remote off the coffee table and began going through the channels. Family Guy, Spongebob, Law and Order, Speak, I stopped there, recognizing the title. I googled my brain for why it was familiar. Then it came to me. Speak the book. I didn't know they made a movie from that, I thought.
I left it there and finished my sandwich. Speak turned into a great movie, it was a great book before, but the movie was just as good. I could feel myself nodding off.
There's only so much and energy drink can do… And with that, I fell into a peaceful oblivion.
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I opened my eyes to a television screen that was still on and a growling stomach. Cereal, I thought, I need cereal, and after breakfast I have to go to the Cullen's garage.
I stumbled towards the kitchen and pulled a box of Lucky Charms out of the cupboard. I went to the next cupboard over and grabbed a bowl. I poured the overly sugary mix of marshmallows and chocolate into the bowl before closing the box and putting it back.
I poured milk over it and took a glance at the clock. It was around seven fifteen. I still had time but I needed to look presentable.
I shoveled the food into my mouth like a marathoner and sprinted to the tiny bathroom, stripping and turning on the water in quick succession. I stepped under the flow of hot water, letting it relax my muscles and calm my frayed nerves.
When I stepped out of the shower it was already seven forty five. I dried off with a fluffy towel and put on today's outfit: slightly ripped dark jeans, a gray shirt with a short sleeved Paramore hoodie over the top. I threw on a pair of combat boots and was out the door.
I arrived at the Cullen's humungous garage around eight thirty. And I was shocked. Alice and her husband Jasper came out to meet me when I arrived.
"Come on, Bella, it's more interesting inside," She joked. I laughed and followed her in.
"Wow," I said breathlessly.
"I told you it was more interesting on the inside," She said, "Oh! Here's your new mechanic, Bella!" She pointed to an amazingly hot guy with bronze hair. From what I could see, he was really pale. A lot like the rest of the Cullens. He was wearing jeans and a black shirt.
Alice motioned Mechanic Guy over and introduced us. "Bella, this is Edward, your mechanic, Edward, this is Bella, our new racer."
He nodded and held out his hand. "Nice to meet you," He muttered in a tone that said it wasn't. I shook his hand awkwardly.
"Nice to meet you too," I answered.
"We'll leave you two to mess around with the cars," Alice said. Then she and Jasper left, leaving me with Edward.
He was the first to break the uncomfortable silence. "How much do you know about cars?" He asked.
"A lot," I admitted. He scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"Okay, what's that car?" He said, pointing to an orange car.
I rolled my eyes as well. "It's a SSC Ultimate Aero Twin Turbo."
He seemed surprised. "Okay then. This is the car you're going to be driving after we fix it up. What is it and how fast does it go?"
"It's a partially maimed Bugatti Veyron EB 16.4, gets up to 253.19 miles per hour."
I said, "Speaking of which, can I help fix it up?"
He grinned and nodded. And that's how the rest of the day went. We fixed up the Bugatti. Not that it was anywhere near being done.
And there you have chapter two. Review and I'll give you virtual cookies. )
