Ava's pov
In the morning I make breakfast for Jesica and I and I make eggs, bacon, and two smoothies.

"You know you are going to have to tell them right?" I said taking a bite of my eggs.
"I know," she said frowning. "But what about you? When are you going to tell about Brandon?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Jesica, I can't tell Pricilla and Melody about Brandon, they will freak!"
"And they will too about Samara," she said.
"Fine, well when you tell them about Samara I'll tell them about Brandon," I said. She smiled.
"Deal."

After breakfast Jesica left and I decided to go into my studio and dance. I quickly changed into some leggings and a tank top and threw my hair up in a pony tail. I switched on the light in my studio and put my pointe shoes on. When I warmed up I listened to some calming music and then did some improv. It felt so good. The music echoed through the room and it sent vibrations through my body. As I moved I closed my eyes and let my body move. When I opened my eyes I looked at myself in the mirror and I let my eyes drift to the doorway. Brandon was leaning on the door with his hands across his chest.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked.
"A while," he smiled. "I didn't know you were that good."
"I'm not," I said taking my pony tail out.
"Are you kidding? I've never seen anyone dance like that," he said uncrossing his arms. "I'm mean it's obvious you're serious about, hell you have a dance studio in your house." I have a small smile.
"Have you ever thought about going to a dance school for college?" He asked.
"Not really," I admitted. I had never thought about going to school for dance. There was silence.
"I'm sorry about what I said about Pricilla, she's your friend and I shouldn't have said anything," he said.
"I forgive you," I said nodding.
"I got to go," he said.
"Where to?" I asked.
"Working on my car," he said. I walked towards him and we both walked out of the room and into the hallway.
"Can I help?" I asked.
"You want to help?" He asked in an incredulous tone. I laughed.
"Sure, I don't know anything about cars but I'm sure I can help in some way," I said smiling.
"Okayyyy," He said sort of unsure.
"How close is it to being able to run?" I said.
"Close," He said. I nodded as we made our way out of my house.

We walked over to his house and he opened the garage. He rolled over a spinning chair and I sat down on it.

"Here, hold these," he said handing my some tools. I nodded and watched him grab this flat roller chair. He laid down on it and slid underneath the car.
"Flashlight," He said. I grabbed the flashlight next to me and handed it to him.
"You know, you should be an engineer," I said looking around the garage. "Or work for a company that makes cars," I said.
"That's the plan," he said in a strained voice. I heard some noises under the car.
"So your parents are okay with it?" I asked.
"I mean, my dad doesn't really car, he hates how I'm always working on this car, he thinks I'll never get into a good school," he said under the car.
"I think you will," I said. He rolled out from under the car and looked at me.
"Thanks," He said a little surprised. "Can I have the wrench?" He asked. I handed him it and he rolled back under the car.
"All right can you turn the car on?" He asked. I got up and got in the car. I turned the key. The car made a sputtering noise and then it stopped.
"Damn it!" He said. I peered around the side of the car and saw him emerge form under car. He had black stuff on the side of his face and on his white t shirt. He laid there for a second and didn't say anything.

"Maybe you should give up?" I said. He sat up and looked at me.
"Give up?" He asked.
"Yeah, I mean, how long have you been working on this? And how many times has it made the same noise?" I asked. He looked down.
"I can't give up," he said looking at me.
"Exactly," I grinned. He smiled back and slid back under the car.

For hours I helped him work. We tried over and over again to get the car started. We ate dinner and went back out to work on it again. We were getting closer. I was sitting in the car imagining driving it down the road with the wind in my hair while Brandon was under the car. The garage was open, letting the cool breeze in. I could see the stars form where I was sitting.it was peaceful.

"Okay, try it again, I think I got it," he said rolling out form under the car. I turned the key and held my breath. The engine roared to life and a smile cane to my face. Brandon shouted and I squealed when he picked me up out of the car and spun me around. He set me down and admired his car.

"Yes, yes yes yes!" He said. I had never seen him this happy. After we got it started he told his mom and brother and they came outside and we celebrated.

It was late and we were both tired. Brandon walked with me to my front door.

"I couldn't have done it without you," he sighed putting his hands in his pockets.
"I know, I'm pretty amazing," I said with a smile. He laughed and started to turn away.
"See you tomorrow Ava," he said. I waved and closed the door behind me.

When I got inside I turned all the lights off and went upstairs to my dark room. I slipped off my shirt and climbed into bed and fell asleep, but around 1 am I woke up to something but I fell right back to sleep.

In the morning I woke up to the sound of voices. I quickly sat up and threw my robe on. I rushed downstairs and when I got to the kitchen two people were in my kitchen. My dad and a woman.

"Dad?" I asked.
"Ava!" He said giving me a hug but I didn't hug him back.
"What's are you doing here?" I asked trying not to sound mad.
"What? I can't come back to my house and see my daughter?" He joked. I wasn't in the mood for joking.
"Dad, where have you been?" I asked.
"In Europe, this is Candace, my girlfriend," he said totally dismissing the fact that he was in Europe. I look at the short blonde woman standing next him. She looked like she had plastic surgery and she was wearing a crap ton of makeup. What about mom?
"Don't you have school Ava?" He said looking through the bills on the counter and then tossing them aside. I didn't say anything. I just walked away slowly and when I got to the stairs I bolted up them. I shut my door and flopped down on my bed and grabbed my phone off my bedside table. I dialed Brandon's number and pressed the phone to my ear.

"Hey, where are you? You missed first period," he said answering.
"My dad is here," I said in a hushed tone.
"Your dad? I thought he left?" He said.
"So did I, but now he's back and he brought his plastic Barbie doll girlfriend with him," I said rolling my eyes.
"Seriously?" He said.

"Ava!" I heard my dad say.

"I have to go but I'll be at school soon," I said and then hanging up. This was not going to be fun.

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