A/N: I dug up a notebook and found a billion new Car Argument things that have been written down since forever.
Disclaimer: don't own.
Kevin pulled into Julie's driveway, having been nominated to drive her to her tennis match with Ben grounded and Gwen not having a car and her parents out of town. He silently pulled his 1963 green and black striped Chevy Camaro into her black paved driveway.
A long cold shriek came from beneath his tire.
"Oh shizz," he cussed under his breath, immediately jumping out of the car after fiercely throwing the door open and then pulling it closed quickly behind him with a vicious tug.
Ship was laying beneath the car's black tire.
"Crap."
"KEVIN!" The petite Asian-American girl had run from the front door of her house and raced to his car, dropping to her knees to check on her precious pet. "HOW COULD YOU RUN HIM OVER? HE'S ONLY A-" She wanted to say dog but that didn't even sound right.
"Galvanic mechomorph," said Kevin, quickly ready to defend his actions. "He's an indestructible creature. Chill, Julie."
She stood up again to her full height, which was very short compared to Kevin's height of six foot one. She slapped his chest. "You ran over my pet!"
"He's indestructible!"
"You're a horrible driver!"
"This coming from the girl who I drove on her first date with my best friend…"
"I'm grateful and all for that, but you ran over the dog that I found on that date!"
"Galvanic mechomorph," corrected Kevin. He ran his fingers through his hair. "Julie, he's fine."
"YOU RAN HIM OVER!"
"IT WAS A FREAKIN' ACCIDENT!"
"KEVIN ETHAN LEVIN, WHEN GWEN HEARS ABOUT THIS-"
Kevin slapped his hand over her mouth. "I'll give you twenty bucks and free rides for a month if you keep quiet about this."
She glared at him, muddy brown eyes glittering with hatred for the dark teen. She bit his fingers.
Kevin pulled away quickly, shaking his hand in pain.
"Deal," she huffed, pulling her dog out from under the tire as he began to frantically wag his practically non-existent tail. "And you have to take care of him while I'm at tennis today." She gave him a cold and wicked smirk.
Huffing under his breath, Kevin opened up the passenger door for the girl and she stepped in, sitting in the seat with Ship on her lap. "And don't forget my racket. I left it on my porch when you ran over my dog."
"Galvanic mech-"
"Shut it, Kevin."
Kevin cursed under his breath for making a stupid deal, but he grabbed her tennis racket off the porch and threw it in the backseat before getting into the driver's seat to take Julie off to the tennis courts. As long as Gwen didn't find out, he'd be fine with chauffeuring to Julie's every need.
A/N: hehe. Kevin's so stupid…. Anyways, please review guys! Thanks for reading!
~Sky