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the best in here.  I’m second best. Nice to see you Summer. It’s been a while.”
    Of course, prom queens get it even when they’re balloons with badly drawn on makeup. I left her preening under Brock’s attention and went to work on the car. I could hear their “conversation” going on right over the top of me.
    “Hiyah Brock.” 
    “Well, even though this is way below her skill level, I think, being high school pals and all means she’ll help you out and do it for you. But, being pals and all,  and seeing she could be using her time much more wisely on a more challenging build, you’re gonna tip her well. Right?”
    As if hypnotized by his speaking to her, she twirled her hair around a finger, nodded and sat down. “Of course I will, Brockee. You remember, I always take care of my friends,” she gushed at him. 
    Brock turned to me and smiled and then sauntered, yes, hips and all, away. I went and got the simple tools to do this without even getting under her car and started. I also checked and changed her transmission fluid because I think it may have been market age. When I was done, and proudly still clean, I handed off the papers to billing and told them the transmission change was on the house.  As bratty and rude as some people are, I refuse to stoop to their level and I often find the best “revenge” is being so sweet they have no option but to walk away, hopefully feeling like shit.  I don’t let them get my day down.  The cashier looked at me like I was insane and then shook her head and went to work. I went to tell Prom Queen her car would be ready soon.
    As I stepped into the waiting area I realized that they were all women. ALL of them.  I bet I had a brown haired flirt to thank for this change in clientele, but now I had a problem- all the women looked the same and I have no clue which one PQ was. Then, the screech came to my rescue. “Teagan!” I turned and pasted the working smile on my face.
    “Your car is done, we are just wrapping up the paperwork. I changed your transmission fluid too because it was well past overdue, I hope that’s okay? I didn’t want you to be driving with the family and have it go bad.” I gave her my biggest fake smile.
    Eyes wide, she nodded. “I have the family and thank you for helping out, but the man… they are harder to find. Though Brock…could you give him my number for me?”
    Give him her number? I nodded, this could be fun. “Sure! He needs a woman in his life.”
    PQ’s eyes lit up as she scrounged around her huge purse for a pen and paper.  When she finally came up with them you would have thought she had won gold at the purse Olympics. She wrote her name and number on the paper and handed it to me. “I would love it if you could give this to Brock for me Teagan, okay?”
    I looked at the paper and had to suppress a laugh. No wonder all the children and no husband. “No problem Summer. I will do! Thanks for your business!”
      Giddy and trying not to laugh, I walked as normally as I could back to the car room where I lost it. I started laughing so hard I was hiccupping for air.  All the men stopped what they were doing to stare.
    “Teagan, wanna let us in?” Jose, who preferred Joe, and was like my brother, asked.
    “I,” deep breath…  “Just can’t…”
    I had tears I was laughing so hard. Then I saw Mr. Perfect himself and the laughter got worse. I ended up on the floor with tears, rolling in a ball laughing.  When I finally got a modicum of control over myself, I motioned for him to come over as best as I could. He seemed to have got it because he, still sauntering, came over to me and I handed him the now crumpled piece of paper.
    “Ssssummer. Summer wants you to call her.” I continued laughing and then another thought hit me and I started singing… “I’m guessing you don’t have much experience with heat. Nope! But sometimes, I like to close my eyes, and imagine what it’ll be like when Summer does