A/N: Hello all! This fic is not based around Mia and Joey just in case you
may wonder. Sorry for not updating in a while! Tanner (Fido) will be in
this story.
Friday I was cruzing downtown Portland chilling out after a crazy week of detective work. I had just bought a brand new beautiful exotic fish for my fish tank. It was kind of funny having it sitting in the front seat next to me. I was relaxing to Jah Radio and just enjoying my day off. My week had been pretty hectic so it was nice to finally get to do what I wanted. Portland was not a place I normally traveled on weekends, but there is a special tropical fish store in Chinatown I like going to. My hair was down and had an almost wind-blown look to it due to the top of my mustang convertible being off. The clouds overhead promised rain any second though, so I would need to put it up any minute. I was on my way back home to Shoreside Vale when
Wham! Half a mile before I reached the bridge, my tire went out! Or maybe it was the radiator... Oh geez. I pulled over roughly and got out. Without a car in Portland. This wasn't looking good. I looked around at all the surrounding warehouses. Some passer-byers glared at me and my car in the middle of the sidewalk. This wasn't too uncommon in Liberty I guess. I ignored them and looked out across the bay at Staunton Island gleaming in the distance against the slate grey storm clouds. The ocean was starting to produce huge waves due to the oncoming storm. The day was quickly turning into a windy and stormy night. I needed to get help fast.
I took out a map and realized I was by the dog food factory. What was I gonna do!? Wait... The dog food factory was by Joey's Garage. Great! I went back into my car, got my purse and mini fish tank, and began walking towards the glowing yellow sign.
The heavy clouds overhead let down their load just then. The rain beat against my head unmercifully. Great. Just what I need.
I walked quickly down the sidewalk, bag and fish in hand. I bet it was a kind of funny sight. The trees on the sides of the sidewalk creaked and swayed in the wind and rain. My hair was blowing into my face my jeans were now getting soaking wet along with the rest of me. I pulled a hood up over my head. The garage came into view down the street. Thank goodness...This was not the type of area I'd like to be caught in, especially when it was becoming dark and raining generously.
I opened the main door to the auto shop dragging a river of rain water with me. The service area was fairly big, but seemingly empty. Motor oil smell reached my nostrils. The service area was deserted and bare, save for the main desk, a table with magazines, and a few chairs. I walked quietly up to the desk and rang the bell. No one answered. I paused for a minute. I could hear the rain beating against the metallic roof. Thunder boomed in the distance.
I waited for a little while. Being the curious person that I am, I walked behind the desk to a doorway with a small crack of light coming from it. I pushed the rusty door open. It lead into a dimly lit, stale garage. I let myself in.
"Hello...?" I called out. "My car is broken down the street!" I walked into the repair area and examined it momentarily. Some weird things were in this garage. Some voices coming from the other side of some cars reached my ears;
"...Down in Chinatown...I want you to take him out!..." The voices paused for a second. I inched a little further into the garage trying to get a glimpse of who the voices belonged to. I saw no one. The feeling of being watched made the hairs on my neck stand up.
A rough Italian accented voice came from behind me suddenly startling me. "Whaddaya want!" It demanded. I turned around quickly to find a strong Italian looking man standing behind me. He had a square face and was slightly taller then me. He had darker features with aqua eyes. He seemed a little on edge right now.
I felt sort of embarrassed. I know I wasn't supposed to be back here. "Oh! I'm sorry! The door was open and I came in..." I said pointing towards the door. He glared at me and raised an eyebrow. I was sort of having a ditzy moment. I smiled and showed my teeth to show I really was innocent.
"My mustang has a broken radiator down the street." There was an uncomfortable pause, but he seemed to believe my story.
"Mustang, huh."
"Uh-huh...Sorry if I interrupted something" I said motioning again. I smiled and laughed a bit to break the awkward silence. He stared at me for a second with his icy blue eyes, then finally answered.
"No problem. Just taking care of some business... I'll be with you in a sec." He gave a little smile and went back over on the other side of the cars, this time talking much more quietly with less anger. "...Watch your back though...That's Triad territory..." they finished talking and a door opened then closed. I wondered who the other customer was.
My steaming car all the while was being brought into the garage by a tow truck. I had wandered off a little bit and began looking at a sweet blue car. It was very slick. Wow... A lot of work must have gone into this.
"Wow...This is amazing!..." I said viewing the blue car without touching it.
"She's a beauty isn't she. I've put a lot of work into her." The mechanic in a blue jumpsuit was now standing behind me.
"It looks like it... Double Rim Turbos! Those are really rare!" "So you know a thing or two about cars. Good quality in a female these days... What's the deal with the fish...?" I smiled and shook my head.
(*A/N *Sorry I don't know a thing about cars or "Double rim Turbos"*)
We got to talking while he was fixing my baby. He was really...Charming and quite nice It didn't appear he was part of any gang, the mafia, or anything like that. I figured he made an honest living as a mechanic, not stealing, extortion, killing or anything. This is a very rare thing to find these days, especially in this city. His name was Joey I found out. I told him mine, Mia. He had a rough exterior, but a sweeter interior. We sort of clicked. I have not been this relaxed in a long time... He got me a towel for me to dry up with while he was fixing my mustang. Time flew by and my car was all ready before I knew it. Turns out it was the radiator that had broken down after all. "Wow...Thanks." I smiled after he came out from under the car, now all finished. "It's as good as new." He replied.
"Oh...How much" I asked taking out my purse, snapping out of my thoughts. "On the house" He replied.
"What!?" I exclaimed out of bewilderment.
"No, no, really. That's very kind of you, but let me pay you...It's the least I could do!" This guy was too nice. "How about going with me to this party on Saturday night instead." I looked up at him from my purse. He was asking me out. How sweet! I gave a smile. "Alright."
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A/N: Alright that's chapter 2! Tell me what you think if you feel like it. Hope you like my story so far. I tried spacing and paragraphing this chapter out better then last times. Chapter 3 should be coming soon entitled "The Party". Tanner (Fido) will most likely be in that chapter. Alright, until next time! Bye; )
-SmilesK
Friday I was cruzing downtown Portland chilling out after a crazy week of detective work. I had just bought a brand new beautiful exotic fish for my fish tank. It was kind of funny having it sitting in the front seat next to me. I was relaxing to Jah Radio and just enjoying my day off. My week had been pretty hectic so it was nice to finally get to do what I wanted. Portland was not a place I normally traveled on weekends, but there is a special tropical fish store in Chinatown I like going to. My hair was down and had an almost wind-blown look to it due to the top of my mustang convertible being off. The clouds overhead promised rain any second though, so I would need to put it up any minute. I was on my way back home to Shoreside Vale when
Wham! Half a mile before I reached the bridge, my tire went out! Or maybe it was the radiator... Oh geez. I pulled over roughly and got out. Without a car in Portland. This wasn't looking good. I looked around at all the surrounding warehouses. Some passer-byers glared at me and my car in the middle of the sidewalk. This wasn't too uncommon in Liberty I guess. I ignored them and looked out across the bay at Staunton Island gleaming in the distance against the slate grey storm clouds. The ocean was starting to produce huge waves due to the oncoming storm. The day was quickly turning into a windy and stormy night. I needed to get help fast.
I took out a map and realized I was by the dog food factory. What was I gonna do!? Wait... The dog food factory was by Joey's Garage. Great! I went back into my car, got my purse and mini fish tank, and began walking towards the glowing yellow sign.
The heavy clouds overhead let down their load just then. The rain beat against my head unmercifully. Great. Just what I need.
I walked quickly down the sidewalk, bag and fish in hand. I bet it was a kind of funny sight. The trees on the sides of the sidewalk creaked and swayed in the wind and rain. My hair was blowing into my face my jeans were now getting soaking wet along with the rest of me. I pulled a hood up over my head. The garage came into view down the street. Thank goodness...This was not the type of area I'd like to be caught in, especially when it was becoming dark and raining generously.
I opened the main door to the auto shop dragging a river of rain water with me. The service area was fairly big, but seemingly empty. Motor oil smell reached my nostrils. The service area was deserted and bare, save for the main desk, a table with magazines, and a few chairs. I walked quietly up to the desk and rang the bell. No one answered. I paused for a minute. I could hear the rain beating against the metallic roof. Thunder boomed in the distance.
I waited for a little while. Being the curious person that I am, I walked behind the desk to a doorway with a small crack of light coming from it. I pushed the rusty door open. It lead into a dimly lit, stale garage. I let myself in.
"Hello...?" I called out. "My car is broken down the street!" I walked into the repair area and examined it momentarily. Some weird things were in this garage. Some voices coming from the other side of some cars reached my ears;
"...Down in Chinatown...I want you to take him out!..." The voices paused for a second. I inched a little further into the garage trying to get a glimpse of who the voices belonged to. I saw no one. The feeling of being watched made the hairs on my neck stand up.
A rough Italian accented voice came from behind me suddenly startling me. "Whaddaya want!" It demanded. I turned around quickly to find a strong Italian looking man standing behind me. He had a square face and was slightly taller then me. He had darker features with aqua eyes. He seemed a little on edge right now.
I felt sort of embarrassed. I know I wasn't supposed to be back here. "Oh! I'm sorry! The door was open and I came in..." I said pointing towards the door. He glared at me and raised an eyebrow. I was sort of having a ditzy moment. I smiled and showed my teeth to show I really was innocent.
"My mustang has a broken radiator down the street." There was an uncomfortable pause, but he seemed to believe my story.
"Mustang, huh."
"Uh-huh...Sorry if I interrupted something" I said motioning again. I smiled and laughed a bit to break the awkward silence. He stared at me for a second with his icy blue eyes, then finally answered.
"No problem. Just taking care of some business... I'll be with you in a sec." He gave a little smile and went back over on the other side of the cars, this time talking much more quietly with less anger. "...Watch your back though...That's Triad territory..." they finished talking and a door opened then closed. I wondered who the other customer was.
My steaming car all the while was being brought into the garage by a tow truck. I had wandered off a little bit and began looking at a sweet blue car. It was very slick. Wow... A lot of work must have gone into this.
"Wow...This is amazing!..." I said viewing the blue car without touching it.
"She's a beauty isn't she. I've put a lot of work into her." The mechanic in a blue jumpsuit was now standing behind me.
"It looks like it... Double Rim Turbos! Those are really rare!" "So you know a thing or two about cars. Good quality in a female these days... What's the deal with the fish...?" I smiled and shook my head.
(*A/N *Sorry I don't know a thing about cars or "Double rim Turbos"*)
We got to talking while he was fixing my baby. He was really...Charming and quite nice It didn't appear he was part of any gang, the mafia, or anything like that. I figured he made an honest living as a mechanic, not stealing, extortion, killing or anything. This is a very rare thing to find these days, especially in this city. His name was Joey I found out. I told him mine, Mia. He had a rough exterior, but a sweeter interior. We sort of clicked. I have not been this relaxed in a long time... He got me a towel for me to dry up with while he was fixing my mustang. Time flew by and my car was all ready before I knew it. Turns out it was the radiator that had broken down after all. "Wow...Thanks." I smiled after he came out from under the car, now all finished. "It's as good as new." He replied.
"Oh...How much" I asked taking out my purse, snapping out of my thoughts. "On the house" He replied.
"What!?" I exclaimed out of bewilderment.
"No, no, really. That's very kind of you, but let me pay you...It's the least I could do!" This guy was too nice. "How about going with me to this party on Saturday night instead." I looked up at him from my purse. He was asking me out. How sweet! I gave a smile. "Alright."
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A/N: Alright that's chapter 2! Tell me what you think if you feel like it. Hope you like my story so far. I tried spacing and paragraphing this chapter out better then last times. Chapter 3 should be coming soon entitled "The Party". Tanner (Fido) will most likely be in that chapter. Alright, until next time! Bye; )
-SmilesK