“My little Spencer…” Genito begins to coo as he walks over to see what’s under the hood and maybe break up the tension that Kyla‘s visit has caused.

Genito stares at her silently reminiscing about that beautiful little girl he used to know from so long ago. Her blue eyes still shined even through the hints of car grease on her face. Her blond hair tightly pulled back. Even dressed in crew gear, she was still stunning. Then he looked to the brunette standing next to her beautiful little girl. Yes, Kyla Woods was beautiful in her own right. Beautiful brown eyes, long dark hair and lean tanned body. Yes, she was a good driver. Yes she did win. However, she wasn’t as good a driver as his little girl. The only difference between them was that his beautiful little girl hadn’t gotten a break like Kyla. That was the only difference. Not to mention attitude. Genito still wondered what Spencer was doing with Kyla. She was a mean one and she didn’t support and make his little girl smile as she should. Kyla didn’t seem to make Spencer really happy.

“Not a little girl anymore.” I sang knowing Genito had that look in his eye. She had gotten so familiar with it. He had always worried that teaching her about cars was “unlady” like. Yet he couldn’t deny her passion for it.

“So what’s going on with this baby kid?” Genito asked positioning himself under the hood next to me and completely ignored Kyla. I know Genito doesn’t like Kyla. It wasn’t because she was my girlfriend or whatever. It was because I know he doesn’t feel she treats me like I “deserve.”

“Nothing. Nothing anymore.” I smiled at my accomplishment as Genito patted my back. “Now just if I could take this out for a —,”

“Oh no, kid! I can’t have your fath—” Genito says shaking his head but I cut him off slamming the hood down catching everyone’s attention in the garage. My frustration had gotten the best of me.

“Finally the old man says something intelligent. You can’t take this car out. You’ll wreck it and maybe hurt yourself. Nope we can’t have that.” Kyla says as she crosses her arms against her chest and shake her head.