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Alex's P.O.V

Today was Sunday which meant school tomorrow morning. My alarm went off two hours ago and here I am laying in my bed in sweats with the curtains closed. I wasn't too fond of Sundays because I knew I would run into people that I don't wanna see. It happens every Sunday. For instance, I have a gut feeling that I'm going to run into the snobbiest bitch of them all; Ashley. She is the literal definition of the word bitch. I actually have no regrets of putting green hair dye in her shampoo bottle or taking her charger.

Just as I was about to finally get up. My three annoying brothers barge in and sit on my bed acting crazy. "Can I help you?" I almost yell. This is not how I wanted to spend my Sunday morning. "No, we just wanted to mess with you," Harry says laughing. I couldn't help but chuckle. My brothers are so dumb. "So dad is going to get the inventory for the car parts and he needs us to look over the shop," Isaac said, before laying on of my pillows. "Really? I thought the shop wasn't opened today." I question finally getting up and walking to my closet. I got some black ripped jeans, a gray crop-top, and a jean jacket. I took a shower before bed so I didn't even bother turning it on.

"I'm going to change. Be right back." I tell my brothers. "Dad says that today seem like a great day for business." Mickey chuckles. "Typical dad," I yell through the bathroom door. I walk out the bathroom and put on my black Converse and put my hair into a ponytail. Simple yet effective. "Alright, I'm ready. Let's go." When I walk downstairs I see my mom making brownies. "What the occasion?" I ask taking a few chocolate chips from the bowl. "Oh, nothing, except my boss and her family are coming over for dinner tomorrow." She says setting the bowl down. "You going to have to turn that hair back to brown." My mom says pointing to my very recent dyed red hair. "I can't just un-dye it. I just got it done." I almost yell. Almost. "There's this thing called Hair Dye In A Can. You spray it on your hair and it will look completely natural." She says. "That doesn't sound safe at all." She gives me a glare. "No dye is safe. Now get over it." I sigh. You literally can't win with my mom. It's impossible. "Well we are off to the shop, love you." "Be safe and I love you too."  She hugs us all. 

We all pile into Isaac car and I plug in my phone into the aux. I put on 700 Main St. by Dat Adam. The song is not in English, but it's still a good song. I then get a text from Claire asking if I wanted to come over. I told her that I couldn't because I was more than likely going to be working a nine-to-five shift. 

When we got there, I ran in and stood at the front desk as Harry opened the doors and put up the OPEN sign. My dad's shop is rather popular. He gets things done the right way other than those lazy car shop owners a couple blocks down the road. My dad had taught me everything there is to know about cars, from a gas pipe to a muffler. Pretty easy stuff if you'd ask me. "We've got customers!" Harry yells walking to the back where Isaac and Mickey were. A man with light brown hair walks to the desk. 

"Hi. I came to get a tune up on a Mercedes Benz." He says. "Did you have a scheduled appointment?" I ask. He nods. "Alright, can I have your name?" I ask getting ready to put his name in the computer. Just as he was about to speak, Hayes walked through the door telling the guy about the car. Wait Hayes? Chad Grier, that's what his name was. "Oh, hey Alex." Hayes smile. "Hey. How's it going?" I reply. "Nothing much." I nod. "Sorry about that, it's Chad Grier." I put his name in and call for Isaac. "Can you please take Mr. Grier's car to the back for a tune up?" "Sure thing. Please follow me." Soon enough both Chad and Hayes follow Isaac. He probably didn't recognize me because of my hair. 

I should have never looked up because when I did, in walks a very hot Nash Grier. I silently sigh. "Sup, Loreto." He smirks. This is is exactly what I mean about seeing people I didn't want to see. "Hi, Nash. Your dad is in the back." I say not even looking at him. "You see I was going to go find him, but you look like you need company." He replies. I smiled slightly. "Thanks, but it's not necessary." I look up. He puts his head down slightly, kinda in a nervous way. I was going to say something when he spoke up. 

"Do you-would maybe want to go on a date with me?" I was taken back at least a thousand feet. I was speechless. I soon realized how long it took me to answer. "Uh yeah, sure." I smile. He nods. "Cool, so how about tomorrow?" He asks. I was going to say yes but I remember my mom's boss was coming over for dinner. "No, tomorrow won't work. How about Tuesday?" He nods. "Sounds good. See you then." He then walks away to find his dad. 

What the hell just happened? Am I dreaming? Nash Grier asked me out on a date! I couldn't help but squeal. I can't believe this is happening.

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Hey, guys! New chapter, comment your thoughts on it. How to you think the dinner will go? How do you think the date will go? Who knows. Well, I hope you enjoyed.