I officially hate my life at the moment, and I have my parents to thank for that. There I was with all my great friends, great school, and my great town in California but my parents just had to pop all my bubbles! So, here I am…in frickin Arizona! No offense to all the people here, but I miss my old life in California. And the worst part of it all was the fact that we moved the first day of summer. So, I had hardly any time to spend with my friends. But, they just couldn't wait. It's been about four weeks since that fateful day. And to top it all off, school is starting tomorrow.
As we pulled up to the Roadrunner, I quickly pulled my dark brown hair back into a messy bun. We got out of the car, and walked in.
"Hey welcome to the Roadrunner…"
I blocked the rest of her words out as I looked around. I followed my parents and sat in the booth next to my mom, and diagonal from my dad. Shelly announced that she would be going on break, but that she'd take our drink orders before her replacement came. My mom ordered an iced tea, my dad ordered lemonade, and I ordered a Diet Coke. About three minutes later a waiter came with our drinks. I didn't even look up; I just kept my head rested on my fist.
"Hey, I'm Tyler and I'll be taking over for Shelly. What can I get you guys?"
"I'll have the beef tips with a side of mashed potatoes." My mom said sweetly. And I knew what my dad would say.
"That sounds good, I'll have the same."
What a loser? Suddenly, there was silence.
"Allison." My mom whispered sternly.
"You know what I want." I whispered back.
"Allison." My father said. I sighed and looked up at the waiter. Whoa. Ok, this guy was h-o-t, HOT! He had light brown hair that was messy, but it looked like that's how it was supposed to be. He had hazel brown eyes and the cutest smile. And he looked like he was my age! I found myself just staring at him like an idiot.
"Ahem." My mom said.
"Oh right, sorry. I'll have the chicken fingers."
"Well, I'm really not supposed to serve that to people unless their twelve or younger, but I'll make an exception for you." He said smiling. I blushed and smiled back. "I'll be back." He glanced at me one more time before he left. About a half an hour later, we got our food. I ate in silence, not making eye contact with my parents. I'm trying to speak to them as less as possible. I finished my food and decided I needed to get up. Reason one: my butt is about ready to fall asleep. Reason two: I want to get away from my parents. I excused myself from the table to go to the bathroom. As I was heading back from the bathroom, I bumped into Tyler. Literally.
"Sorry." We said at the same time. We both laughed.
"How was your food? I noticed you didn't look to good."
I smiled and gave out a small giggle.
"No, the food was fine. I'm just kind of having a bad day. Actually more like a month. I was kind of forced against my will to move here, so…"
"Oh, well I'm glad to know it wasn't the food." He said with a laugh. I didn't know it was possible but my smile got wider and my face became redder. I walked back to my seat. A couple minutes later, Tyler came back with the bill and an ice cream sundae. He put the sundae in front of me.
"It's on the house." He said with a wink and a smile. "Ice cream always cheers me up."
"Thanks." I said with another one of my big smiles.
When I got home that night, I immediately went in my room and called my friend Tessa from California. We've been friends since the first day of school. The phone rang three times before she answered it.
"Ally! What's up sweetie? Still hot over there?" she giggled.
"Oh yeah, still hot. But the weather isn't the only thing that's hot here."
"Please enlighten me to your code darling."
"We went out to dinner tonight, and the waiter was so cute!"
"Details honey. I always got to have the details."
"Well, he has brown hair and hazel eyes. And I think he was flirting with me. I ran into him on the way back from the bathroom and I told him I was having a bad month and stuff and he gave me an ice cream sundae on the house."
"Aw! That is so sweet! He totally likes you."
"He probably doesn't. It's his job to be nice to customers."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean he has to give them sundaes!" Tessa giggled. I laughed too.
"I need to use the phone, so wrap it up."
"I have to go."
"Yep, who else? I'll talk to you tomorrow at lunch or after school."
I sighed and looked at the clock to see that it was only nine thirty. I figured I better get to sleep considering how long of a day it was going to be tomorrow. I changed into my black PE shorts from my old school and a white T-shirt. I took out my bun, turned on my fan, turned off the lights and drifted to sleep.
I groaned and shifted to my side and covered my face with the covers.
"ALLISON KATHERINE JONES!"
I hated it when my mom used my full name. Not only was it kind of long, but I knew she only used it when she was angry, frustrated, and truly annoyed. In this case, I believe it was all three. "Just five more minutes." I mumbled. She pulled the covers off of me.
"Don't make me get the bucket."
I finally opened my eyes to glare at her.
"I did last year." She said with a slight smile. Last year, I had reacted the same way on the first day. She grabbed a bucket of water and poured it all over me to get me awake. I was completely pissed. With that threat, I decided to get up. She smiled with victory and left my room. I put on my favorite low ride jeans, and a plain black shirt, that showed a bit of my stomach. I honestly wish it didn't, but other than that, I loved the shirt and the jeans. So, I decided to just wear it. I put on my black converse sneakers and walked to the bathroom. I put my hair half up and left the rest down. I finished my morning routine, and grabbed my backpack.
"I'm leaving!" I announced. "Not that you would care." I mumbled as I walked out the door. I sighed as I headed to the bus stop. Like moving here, I was forced to take the bus, or walk five miles to school. My parents could take me to school, but they choose not to. I personally think it's just another futile attempt to get me to become social and make friends. Curse my parents… Face it; I was just going to be a lonely junior forever. Well, until I become a lonely senior, then college student. Thankfully, the bus stop was only a few minutes from the house. When I reached it, all eyes suddenly stared at me like I was invading their territory. People were staring and whispering. I glared at all of them. Everyone, looked away except for this one annoying little redhead freshman. I knew he was a freshman, I could tell.
"What are you looking at freshman?" I said coldly glaring at him as hard as I could. His eyes widened with fear and he looked away. A smirk spread across my face then faded as I turned away to look across the street. I was so happy that the bus showed up to take me away from this awfully silent and awkward situation. I was last to board the bus, and took a seat in the very back to avoid stares. Yeah, the only reason I'm riding this stupid thing is because my parents haven't bought me a car yet, and they leave for work around six thirty. I personally believe that they go to some motel, do a quickie, and then go to work. All to avoid taking me to school.
I pulled out my book and was immediately lost in it. I looked up to see we arrived at my new school. I sighed and put my book back in my bag. I got out and immediately went to find my first class. I double checked my schedule to see that English was my first class. Unfortunately, this school has two stories and it just so happens my first class is on the second floor. GREAT! I trudged up the stairs and walked in the class and took a seat in the back row. I always liked to sit in the back of the classroom. It was a tradition.
After four classes of teachers repeating all the rules and procedures and going over syllabuses, it was finally lunch. I decided to make my lunch. I packed a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, cheese-its, and a small water bottle. I decided to eat outside since it was a bit breezy today. The weather was gorgeous and I decided to take advantage of it. I heard a wave of laughter and looked up from my book. I looked to see who gave out the noise and my mouth dropped. No freaking way! His hazel eyes locked on mine and I quickly closed my mouth and looked back at my book. I can't believe he goes here. Oh, Tessa will love to hear about this. I tried concentrating on my book, but I couldn't help but think of Tyler who was sitting not too far away. I sighed, and put my book back in my backpack. Maybe I'll go to the library and check my email. I got up, threw my backpack over my shoulder and started to walk towards the library. As I was walking past his table, the worst possible thing could have happened. Or the best thing, depending on how you look at it. You see, the same time I was walking past his table, Tyler and his friends were getting up too. I failed to notice a puddle of some type of beverage on the floor, because I'm that blind. I think you can put two and two together. If you can't, I'll do it for you. I slipped and fell onto Tyler causing him to go down with me. He landed on his back with me on top of him. His friends and everyone around us were laughing their asses off. The only two who weren't laughing was Tyler and myself.
"Oh my god, I am so sorry." I said turning red. I'm sure I looked like a tomato by now.
"If you're truly sorry, then you would get off." He said kind of angry. Hey, I'd be angry too if someone fell on top of me. With the exception of Tyler. Ok, that sounded way too dirty. I got up and held out my hand to help him up. He knocked my hand away and got up himself.
"Look, I'm really sorry. I slipped and fell."
"I think she wants you, dude." One of his friends said. He had shaggy blonde hair with green eyes. I shot him a look and he shut up.
"Don't I know you from somewhere?" Tyler asked. Eh, why would I expect him to remember me? I'm sure he's had many customers, who are probably way cuter than me. I shouldn't be surprised.
"Uh…y-yeah. The Roadrunner, I was one of your customers."
He took a moment of thought. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Allison. You gave me an ice cream sundae on the house."
"That was you?"
"Yeah, you probably don't recognize me with my hair down."
So, he does remember me. Kind of.
"Why don't you run along, toots, before you cause him to break a leg or something." The guy with the shaggy blonde hair said with a smirk. His other three buddies started to laugh. I looked to Tyler, then back at the other guy. Tyler didn't say anything, so I just left. God, that had to be one of my most embarrassing moments. And it was in front of Tyler! I'm hopeless, whatever will I do?
A/N: Ok, this is my new story. I was going to wait a little bit before I posted it but I was too excited. I hope you all liked it. And I'd like to thank Stoked Is Rad for helping me with the title. Oh, and I created a site for my stories. So people who would like to see what I kind of picture my characters as, its my homepage. Please leave reviews. I love them, good or bad. Later peoples!