Taking Chances

3.

Dinah Pov

We finally made it to the garage. The girl never really told me her name so I didn't really know what to call her.
"Um miss here's an application ..? Erm. Do you have any experience with vehicle repairs?" I ask awkwardly.
"Um yeah I used to help my dad work on his cars that he would remodel." She says taking the clipboard from my hands and searching for a pen.
I take her to the office and let her sit.
"I'll let you finish these applications and I'll go see what's wrong with your car." She nods and starts reading the papers.
I sigh and head to the car. Only thing about Tuesday's was they went by so slow. It's not even noon.

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I had figured out what was wrong with the car immediately her spark plug was out and she was very short on oil and her engine must've over heated.
By the time I was installing a new spark plug the girl was walking towards me.
"The papers are finished." She announces.
I roll out from under the car and wipe my hands. I look on the application and everything was there I look at the name and saw Karla Estabao. Oh she must be Cuban.
"Alright Karla you can work here first thing tomorrow. If you could wait about ten minutes your car will be fixed and since you got the job you get an employee discount."
She nods and walks over to a nearby stool. Why does she look so familiar. I just can't pin point it.

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"Alright it will be 150.00$." I say. She nods and reaches in her bag.
She hands me the amount all in cash...
"Here ya go." She says Not fazed at all. I take and put it the safe and come back to her.
"Hey do you know any good hotels here." She asks.
"Uh yeah I do here (random hotel address)." She nods.
"Ok well I'll see you tomorrow boss." She salutes in a goofy way and gets her car and leaves.
Something about that girl just draws me in. I don't know what though.