**Sebastian's POV***
Kesha is my neighbor and the first friend I met when I moved to this country. I wasn't going to regret it but she called me a lesbian not even gay so now I'm here hanging out with boys from school and all they have done is talk bad about her. "Can we talk about something else?" I asked. No one even paid attention, they just kept talking about Kesha. My phone rang and it was the mechanic's shop. I picked up and excused myself from the arcade. "Hey" I said. "Your car is ready" he said. "Okay I will come pick up the car, see you in few minutes" he said. I turned to go back inside the arcade but I thought about it, there was no point. I called a cab and went to the mechanic's shop.
I got the car and left the shop. I opened Kesha's garage and tried to leave the car as quietly as I could, I opened the door but the car's door hit a tin and it dropped on the ground. "Oh shit!"
