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Post by Wayne Basher on Aug 28, 2009 14:04:55 GMT -5
Wayne was working part time as a mechanic jobber. He grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist while he started fixing a certain car. He realised he had forgot to take his tool box. He cursed under his breath before heading back to his section and grabbed a tool box out. He soon made his way towards the car and slammed the hood of the car as it would not close. Wayne got frustrated with it and scowled at the stupid car.
He walked over to the side of the car and slammed the door hard, giving it a few kicks and making sure it remained closed. He walked back to the hood and pushed it down with all his might but it just would not close. Wayne growled nastily at it before grabbing a hammer from the tool box and slammed down on the side of the hood, making dents and cracks. It took him a couple of minutes before one side of the hood is locked down, while the other was still up.
Just as he moved to the side of the car, he heard someone calling his name. "What?! Can't you see I'm freaking busy here?!" Wayne looked at the person who called him and having a frown, stressed expression on his face.
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Post by Alexis Samuels on Aug 28, 2009 14:34:46 GMT -5
Alexis got a phone call from his big brother saying he got offered a job as a mechanic. She scribbled down the address and got ready to meet him. Alex got in her car and drove off. It had been a while since she saw her brother and was hoping he would've got a better job. However, having one at least was saying something. Alexis didn't have one and was living with her parents money. She knew that this year she had to find one, but now wasn't the time.
She finally arrived at her destination. Parking her car near by, Alexis observed her surrounding. It was a dirty place, though she wasn't one to judge. Shrugging she walked to the place hoping to see her brother first. However, that didn't happen. A boy around her age was working on a car. Alexis looked with a raised eyebrow at him as he slammed the hood. She watched intently at how he worked on the car and by his movements the guy was getting angry by the minute.
She decided to call out "Hey! Dude, easy on the car." Alex approached him and heard him respond to her. She was shocked at his outburst, but hid the feeling and masked it by a blank face. "Yeah I can see that...but no need to get all worked up, jeez!" She said shaking her head and got near the car looking at it. |
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Post by Wayne Basher on Aug 28, 2009 14:47:28 GMT -5
Wayne looked at the lady, certainly not one would come to places like this. He figured she might need her car repair or something, taking a peek at it, it was perfectly fine. He gave the car's hood another bash before walking up to her. "Who the heck are you to talk to me like that...What the hell are you doing here? I don't see fixing your car is one purpose...Lady." Wayne cleaned his hands before looking back at her.
He clearly was not at all pleased being told of like that, especially from a lady. "State your purpose...Missy..." Wayne did not even bothered to look at her anymore. He carried on with his job while taking out a fixer and a lying board to lie on as he head under the car. He bashed a pipe of the car before heading out once again, throwing the fixer aside while he made his way back to the hood.
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Post by Alexis Samuels on Aug 28, 2009 15:06:14 GMT -5
Alexis folded her arms getting irritated herself. The guy had no reason to act like especially if she was a customer. That would turn out bad! Thankfully, the girl wasn't. "It's none of your business why I'm here." She said feeling sort of stupid for saying that. It didn't sound right since she would be asking him about her business. "Do I look that I old for you to call me a lady?!" Alex was taken aback at what he had called her. Obviously, age meant a lot to her like any other girl.
Alexis waited until he got under the car to respond to him. She leaned against the car and asked "I'm here to see my brother, his name is Jake Samuels...heard of him?" She hoped he was there not wanting to spend with a boy who has anger issues. It would end badly since at some point Alex might loose her temper as well. Though she could control it a little better than him. "So what's your name? I think I've seen you around the Uni." She said once noticing he looked familiar. |
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Post by Wayne Basher on Aug 28, 2009 15:35:08 GMT -5
Wayne ignored her when she told him off once again. He did not care what he called others since many gave him nicknames. When she mentioned about him calling her a lady, he shrugged it off. He cleaned the window screen a little before speaking to her. "Being nice to you...calling you a lady and not a old hag...So stop whining..." He flagged his towel once before wrapping it around his waist once again and carried on with his work. "Jake...Samuels...If he ever talks to me...I'll know."
Once again, Wayne grabbed the hammer and slammed it on the other side of the hood, finally got it closed. He threw the hammer into the toolbox before closing it and walking back to the stack of toolbox section. "Hell would you stop asking so many question? If you don't know who I am, we're not in the same Uni. Period!" Wayne headed back to the car, checking for more spoilage.
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Post by Alexis Samuels on Aug 28, 2009 16:19:37 GMT -5
Alexis rolled her eyes when he heard him say he was being nice. The guy was no way near that word. Though all she cared about was his second response. Hoping he would know where Jake was or else she would have to go find him. The place wasn't that big so it wouldn't take long and she won't be lost. Alex sighed giving up on the boy knowing her brother.
"Well sorry for trying to be nice and starting a conversation." She stepped away from the car and stood behind him. "If I were I would drop the temper and be civil. You really shouldn't get on my bad side. I've been in more fights than you have ever been." She said trying to calm down, but wasn't succeeding in it. "It's obvious you have anger issues, but no need to let it out on me." [/color] |
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Post by Wayne Basher on Aug 28, 2009 16:26:02 GMT -5
Wayne ignored her and walked away from his post. Many workers were looking at them but Wayne did not care much about it. He was being who he was and he liked it this way. Wayne turned around and realised he was quite close to her, he leaned forward slightly while speaking to her. "I vent my anger on everything I see...and I do mean everything..." Wayne slapped the towel in the air, near to her before wiping his hands once again.
"I doubt count fights...I count my day of life...Clearly, you have no business to know that either..." Wayne looked slightly down at her assets before looking back at her. "Go look for the guy you wanna find and stop disturbing me..." Wayne brushed his arm against her before making his way to his table, where all he got was a bottle of water, magazines and drumsticks in a box.
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Post by Alexis Samuels on Aug 29, 2009 11:41:41 GMT -5
Alexis noticed eyes on them. She turned around and hissed at the workers "Mind your own business!" She looked back at him giving up even talking to him. This boy needed therapy! Alex rolled her eyes at that thought and took out her cellphone calling Jake. He hung up on her, but texted her saying he was having a small meeting with his boss and gave her the directions to the office. Alexis shrugged and put the phone back in her pocket.
"Right...I'm out of here." She said walking away once he headed to his table. While passing by it, her eyes got caught on two sticks. Not just any sticks but drumsticks. Alex furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and surprise. She stopped walking and turned to face him while taking the sticks and playing with it. "Never thought you'd play drums." She tossed and twirled it before putting it back on the table.
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Post by Wayne Basher on Aug 29, 2009 12:16:18 GMT -5
Wayne was cleaning his desk but he had no idea what she was up to till she mentioned she was leaving. Wayne had a relieved when she mentioned that, he was so glad that person was leaving. Little did he knew, she walked over to him and took his drum sticks, playing with it. Thankfully she placed it back if not Wayne had no idea what he would do to her. He slammed his palm onto the table, which vibrated and a loud 'bam' could be heard.
He leaned up to her and hissed at her, in an angry tone. He was really close to her, only a few inches away from her when he spoke. "Dont you DARE touch that. You should leave, this place don't welcome you here...And it's none of your business if I do play drums. I won't have my surname as my nickname for nothing. Scram!" Wayne grabbed his drum sticks and hid it back in his sling bag before placing it back into the drawer.
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