Zephyr smiled. Slightly sinister, but hey, it was Zeph- what could you expect. "Okay then." He said sweetly, not commenting more on the matter but already planning out AWESOME roasts that would only injur Blake's ego. "You're welcome! I am thinking about installing a step stool just for you." He joked with a snort and a slight eyeroll at her next words. "My memory doesn't fail me at times. I got lucky." He answered drily, pulling in and walking around to open the door for her. "Hey, you asked for help." He joked, then glanced around. "Where's your car?"

Sophia laughed "a stool! For me! Wow!" She playfully flicked his shoulder, something she was going to do forever now. She laughed and jumped out of the truck. "Thank you" she said, giving a curtsy in the most in lady like manner ever. She dropped her bags at the door. "Around the back. We didn't want anyone to get any ideas" she motioned over to Blakes house. "Since he lives right there we, as in me and Ryan, didn't want him to volunteer to drive me. That's why Ryan drove me today..."

Zephyr chuckled a little, noticing it was like the 98th time she had flicked his shoulder that day. And she hadn't been in the best mood. Which meant the day before it was probably 278 times. Something he guessed he'd have to get used to. Being forcefully smacked with a single (it auto corrected single to Wine glass *le sob*) finger. He grinned at her curtsy and glanced back. "Understood." He commented before opening the back door and pulling out a rather big toolkit, then letting Sophia show him round back. "Mind trying to start it so I can hear what it sounds like?" He inquired.

Lollll)

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Sophia opened the door. "I don't even know if it would make a noise. " she put her key into it and tried to start it. She stopped for a second then got out of the car. "Shh" she could hear the faint rumble of a car pulling into a driveway. "Blake's back..." she could hear Blake's voice. "No no no" she stood behind the house, her eyes on the ground.
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Blake stepped out of his car and scanned the driveway. "Whose truck is this?" He noticed a shadow. "Sophia" he murmured. His face softened. "Sophia?" He called, inching closer to the house

Zephyr tilted his head at the quiet, jittery coughing like noise. "Well that's easy." He said, grabbing a small device out of his bag and opening the hood. He attached each side to the battery and read it. "Your battery is faulty. You can Jumpstart the car and go quite a ways, since most of the juice will be taken up in starting, but every time you'll have to Jumpstart it so that would suck. I suggest getting a new battery." He said, pausing as he heard Blake's low voice. He stayed quiet, not quite sure what Sophia wanted him to do.

Sophia nodded slowly. "New battery. Got it " she winced as the voice came closer.
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Blake poked his head around the side of the house. He didn't see Zephyr. "Sophia. I've missed you" he stepped closer but Sophia stepped back. "No" she said, her eyes flicking to the car. Blake looked over. "You" he growled softly.
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Sophia looked at Zephyr with a pleased expression " do whatever you want. " it was aimed completely toward Zephyr, but Blake seemed to think it was to him.
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Blake looked back at Sophia with a smirk. "Go to your balcony Soph. Please" he begged.
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Sophia shook her head. "No"

Zephyr gripped his bag, staying still as Blake came back and spoke. He didn't make a noise till he got a glare from the Boy, in which case he upped his haughty expression slightly. When Sophia spoke to him he dropped the bag and slowly walked over. "Hello Mr. Blake whats your last name, do you know the definition of harassment? Words or behavior that threatens, intimidates, or demeans a person. Harassment is unwanted, uninvited, and unwelcome and causes nuisance, alarm, or substantial emotional distress without any legitimate purpose. That is the textbook description, feel free to look it up. Now, you're meeting at least 8 of those things, and there are only nine. I don't know if Sophia feels threatened exactly, so I can't count that. Innnn any case, it is VERY RUDE and you are being a horrible friend! I haven't had many friends mind you, but I know that when you care about someone you put them BEFORE yourself. You are being the opposite of that. Selfish and conceited. Putting yourself before her. If you really DO care about her, respect her wishes and back off a bit. She can say herself that she isn't appreciating your confusingly weird and jerk-ish gestures." Zephyr explained with a flourish, crossing his arms at the end with a small smirk. Ha. That was AWESOME. He still managed to look serious though.

Blake scoffed, opening his mouth a few times as he spoke. "Don't talk to me like that. It's going to come for you. One day. " without hesitation, he made one quick kiss of Sophia's lips before walking away

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Sophia gasped when Blake kissed her. She stood there, stunned. "Yuck" she mumbled before casting a sorry glance at Zephyr. "I- what- I- gross!" She couldn't find her words

Zephyr's eyes widened so much they almost popped out of his head. After a split second decision he bolted after Blake and grabbed the boy's shirt, spinning them around. "You can NOT treat her like that. Don't you DARE call yourself her friend. And don't go near her again unless you've planned a darn good apology." Zephyr hissed angrily, his dark blue eyes glinting with fire. That was too far. Something much deeper inside of him had stirred, almost an instinctual anger. And he was actually angry now. A tingle in his stomach told him why he had got so irritated, but he ignored it and decided to just think it was because Blake was being an idiot. Not because he liked Sophia or anything. That would never happen. He was her friend. The tingle lied.

Blake wheeled around when Zephyr grabbed him. "Let me go!" He ignored every comment the taller guy threw at him. He feared back and punched Zephyr in the throat, jumping back before marching up to his house.
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Sophia ran over to Zephyr. "Zeph! Are you ok?" She cast an angry glare at Blakes retreating back. "Why would he do that?" She growled, but there was a soft tear running down her cheek. She wiped it away and sniffled. "Just why?" She shook her head.