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I throw my keys on the work bench and get changed into a black tank and some coveralls, not bothering to zip up the zipper. I stuffed a black handkerchief in my back pocket and put another one in my hair to keep it out of my eyes. Changing my shoes to my work boots I walk out to the shop. Instantly I hear "Yo Skittle, we need ya." I look over all the sparks and car parts to see Matt under the hood of a silver 1996 camaro, with what looked like a very aggravated Larry.
Larry is the type of guy that knows everything about everything. You would never guess it though looking at him. I mean he has the baby blue eyes and the sandy blonde hair. Total Barbie boy. He was leaning over the open hood and I could see the perplexed look on his face threw all the sweat and oil. I reach the extravagant car and asked "What's up guys?" They looked at me with a look of plea. "I know that this isn't your car and all but I can't figure out what is wrong with it." Matt said "And I can't think of anything either, So we were wondering that maybe, just maybe you would look for us. I mean maybe you'll be able to see something that we can't." I sighed and looked over all the parts. I looked at them with an expectant look and they moved instantly. I inspected every part till I reached the carburetor. The cylinders were clogged and air wasn't getting threw. "It needs a new carburetor" I told them softly. Larry looked at me shocked "I swear I checked it." he told me "Come here" I told him. He grudgingly walked over and I showed him the problem area. He blushed "Thanks Skittle. I owe you one" I smiled and walked over to the 2007 Toyota Camry that had a broken exhaust pipe and the gas tank was cracked.
It was well after 9 when I herd my name called. I had finished Mrs. Johnson's car and moved on to a sweet silver Lexus that needed to be converted to an automatic because the guys wife couldn't drive a stick. I looked up and saw Matt. "Your still here?" He asked me. It's11:45 you've bin here over 7 hours. Go home" I wiped some sweat off of my face leaving an oil smudge in it's place. "I will don't worry"
"Your going home now" Said a voice in the doorway. There Warren stood with his arms crossed looking very angry. I looked down. "Hi Warren" I said in a quiet tone. "Get your things you are going home now. It's a school night and you are not going to be falling asleep in class do you hear me" I nodded and went to clock out. I walked back out with my bag "I'm ready let's go" I said not looking up. Just then my stomach growled and Warren sighed "Did you take a brake to eat today?" He asked me, his voice softer. "No" I told him hesitantly. "Adriana you need to learn that it's ok to take brakes every now and then." "I know it's just that get so caught up in car world that I lose track of the real world." I sighed in unison with my brother. My green eyes met his brown eyes and he smiled. "Come on kid let's get you something to eat that way you don't get any smaller than you already are" I looked up at him shocked. He was one of the few people that actually spoke about my height and lived. I look up over to Matt "You wanna come?" I asked him ignoring the glare Warren was giving me. "No thanks I got class tomorrow and not all of us can sleep threw the class and still get an A. Night Skittle."
I grimaced at the name. It had bin given to me because I am the smallest and the only girl to work there in over 20 years. I guess that it just stuck. I walk in with my bag when some one shouted "Yo skittle this aint a place for little girls" The manager walked in and told them to be nice to me and ever since these old guys have bin like my family.
I walk to my car as warren walked with me. I go to the driver side and he blocks my way. "What do you think your doing. It's way to late for you to drive. Now go" I grumbled under my breath but went. When Warren told you to do something you did it. He did his best. I know it's hard for him he had to raise me ever since I was 7. Be both the father and the brother. I don't really remember what happened after that being that I fell asleep.