The Awakening Pt 6
Jeez Raven, slow down, I cant write that fast, you know? Love your story by the way. I dont know if this one compares to it, but nonetheless I hope you like it.
Part 6
Screams and the sound of shattering glass broke open the calm of Tyler’s sleep. As he sat up with a jolt, he whispered Amber’s name solemnly. He rolled over on the couch as he cried silently. He thought many things that night, but the most important one to him, that made him smile was of how he met officially met Amber in the first place.
The night they met was not your normal romantic night that you see in the movies. He was working at Perfect Pie Pizzeria, or P3 to the locals, on a Wednesday night just about to close up for the night. That was when she walked into his life. Tyler had always seen her in the halls at school, but always thought she was too beautiful for him and he would never have a chance with her. He hated his shyness around girls. She was with a few of her friends. They had just left the basketball game at the high school, and were still in their cheerleader uniforms. Tyler looked from behind the pizza making area, and walked up to counter, trying not to do something stupid. He walked up to the counter, into an open door that he was stocking with mozzarella cheese. During his descent, he thought of how stupid this would make him look. After he brushed himself off and stood to face the giggling girls, he closed the door and went to the cash register.
“Um… c-c-can I take your order?” he said nervously.
“We will take the large pizza with pepperoni and a large salad.” Said Amber’s friend Nicole barely containing her laughter.
“Ok… That will be 14.29. Anything to drink?”
“Oh yeah, 3 waters please”
“All right, total is 16.49 then” He glanced at Amber, who he realized just now was staring at him the whole time. Not in a way showing hilarity, but as if he interested her liking. As she noticed his glance, she looked away just as quickly as he had looked up at her. Nicole gave him a crisp $20 bill and he gave her the correct change in crumpled ones and coins.
“That will be done in 10 minutes, meanwhile your salad will be out in three minutes or so.” He said with completely regained composure, which surprised him. That once glance from Amber had given him his entire self-esteem back from his tumble over the make-table.
“Sounds good.” Amber spoke up as she lead the group to the dining room portion of the pizza joint.
As he cooked the pizza, he knew his manager would help no part in this process, but would be sure to take a part of his tips when he decided to get off his fat ass out of his office and away from his computer which never left espn.com.
When Tyler took the salad and drinks out he interrupted their conversation which he greatly hated missing the rest of. He heard the girls giggle a little bit, but Amber said “Yeah, but I think he’s really-“ she cut herself off when she saw Tyler walk in with a pause in his step before he continued on. He wished he had stopped 3 feet before he entered the dining area so he could hear the rest of their conversation. He set down the drinks, salad, and dressing.
“Anything else I can get you right now?” He asked, expecting a “no” as he started to half turn before he even got the reply.
“Yes, can I get a pen, please?” Amber asked him in the sweetest voice that he had ever heard spoken.
“Sure, any color preference.” He said with a smile on his face.
This smile was greeted by her shining face, “Your choice, good man”.
“All over it” he said as he turned to find a girly color of pen in the building. He would have gone out and bought her a pack of her own pens if need be. He searched fervently to find a pink pen. This was his first option. All the entire store had was black pens. Tyler thought he was in the doghouse for sure on this one, as he slowly walked out there with his less than perfect finding.
“Here you go, only color we had.” He said glumly, not wanting to look into eyes and see the despair from this sub-average, non-girly color. He couldn’t help to look though. Tyler was too easily lost in those beautiful blue eyes.
“Perfect. Black is my favorite color, actually. I am glad you didn’t get me pink or some sissy color.” She said matter-of-factly.
Tyler thanked God on this one. “Sure thing; pizza will be done in five minutes or less.”
Tyler wanted to stay longer, but had to cook the pizza, stock, and clean up. The rest of the night went without incident.
“Here is your pen back, Tyler” she said with a smile as the trio of girls went to leave.
“Um, thanks Amber” he said slowly. He had no clue she knew his name.
“Talk to you soon.” She said with a wink.
He was all done and went to the dining area to clean up the girls’ table. What Amber had said when she left confused him some. When he got there, he picked up the napkins, bowls, and plates. When he took them all back to the garbage, he dumped them out into the bag, and noticed something written on one of the napkins. Tyler fished out the napkin. It said “Call me anytime – 1-923-834-9914 – Amber.”
Tyler remembered many great things about that wonderful girl. After two years, they both decided they wanted to take the ultimate step in their relationship. They made love on the night of their 2nd anniversary. It was completely perfect to the both of them. The pair never did it that much afterwards, because they were so enthralled with more than just each others body’s. Yes, life was perfect for this couple, until destiny threw them a curve that fateful night on the interstate. Tyler slept no more that night. He fixed breakfast to the sounds and light of daybreak. Kyle and James slept quietly on the floor, ready to awake within the next half-hour when breakfast was ready. Tyler watched the scrambled eggs cook, as he heard Kyle mutter “shotgun” under his breath from the living room.
Jeez Raven, slow down, I cant write that fast, you know? Love your story by the way. I dont know if this one compares to it, but nonetheless I hope you like it.
Part 6
Screams and the sound of shattering glass broke open the calm of Tyler’s sleep. As he sat up with a jolt, he whispered Amber’s name solemnly. He rolled over on the couch as he cried silently. He thought many things that night, but the most important one to him, that made him smile was of how he met officially met Amber in the first place.
The night they met was not your normal romantic night that you see in the movies. He was working at Perfect Pie Pizzeria, or P3 to the locals, on a Wednesday night just about to close up for the night. That was when she walked into his life. Tyler had always seen her in the halls at school, but always thought she was too beautiful for him and he would never have a chance with her. He hated his shyness around girls. She was with a few of her friends. They had just left the basketball game at the high school, and were still in their cheerleader uniforms. Tyler looked from behind the pizza making area, and walked up to counter, trying not to do something stupid. He walked up to the counter, into an open door that he was stocking with mozzarella cheese. During his descent, he thought of how stupid this would make him look. After he brushed himself off and stood to face the giggling girls, he closed the door and went to the cash register.
“Um… c-c-can I take your order?” he said nervously.
“We will take the large pizza with pepperoni and a large salad.” Said Amber’s friend Nicole barely containing her laughter.
“Ok… That will be 14.29. Anything to drink?”
“Oh yeah, 3 waters please”
“All right, total is 16.49 then” He glanced at Amber, who he realized just now was staring at him the whole time. Not in a way showing hilarity, but as if he interested her liking. As she noticed his glance, she looked away just as quickly as he had looked up at her. Nicole gave him a crisp $20 bill and he gave her the correct change in crumpled ones and coins.
“That will be done in 10 minutes, meanwhile your salad will be out in three minutes or so.” He said with completely regained composure, which surprised him. That once glance from Amber had given him his entire self-esteem back from his tumble over the make-table.
“Sounds good.” Amber spoke up as she lead the group to the dining room portion of the pizza joint.
As he cooked the pizza, he knew his manager would help no part in this process, but would be sure to take a part of his tips when he decided to get off his fat ass out of his office and away from his computer which never left espn.com.
When Tyler took the salad and drinks out he interrupted their conversation which he greatly hated missing the rest of. He heard the girls giggle a little bit, but Amber said “Yeah, but I think he’s really-“ she cut herself off when she saw Tyler walk in with a pause in his step before he continued on. He wished he had stopped 3 feet before he entered the dining area so he could hear the rest of their conversation. He set down the drinks, salad, and dressing.
“Anything else I can get you right now?” He asked, expecting a “no” as he started to half turn before he even got the reply.
“Yes, can I get a pen, please?” Amber asked him in the sweetest voice that he had ever heard spoken.
“Sure, any color preference.” He said with a smile on his face.
This smile was greeted by her shining face, “Your choice, good man”.
“All over it” he said as he turned to find a girly color of pen in the building. He would have gone out and bought her a pack of her own pens if need be. He searched fervently to find a pink pen. This was his first option. All the entire store had was black pens. Tyler thought he was in the doghouse for sure on this one, as he slowly walked out there with his less than perfect finding.
“Here you go, only color we had.” He said glumly, not wanting to look into eyes and see the despair from this sub-average, non-girly color. He couldn’t help to look though. Tyler was too easily lost in those beautiful blue eyes.
“Perfect. Black is my favorite color, actually. I am glad you didn’t get me pink or some sissy color.” She said matter-of-factly.
Tyler thanked God on this one. “Sure thing; pizza will be done in five minutes or less.”
Tyler wanted to stay longer, but had to cook the pizza, stock, and clean up. The rest of the night went without incident.
“Here is your pen back, Tyler” she said with a smile as the trio of girls went to leave.
“Um, thanks Amber” he said slowly. He had no clue she knew his name.
“Talk to you soon.” She said with a wink.
He was all done and went to the dining area to clean up the girls’ table. What Amber had said when she left confused him some. When he got there, he picked up the napkins, bowls, and plates. When he took them all back to the garbage, he dumped them out into the bag, and noticed something written on one of the napkins. Tyler fished out the napkin. It said “Call me anytime – 1-923-834-9914 – Amber.”
Tyler remembered many great things about that wonderful girl. After two years, they both decided they wanted to take the ultimate step in their relationship. They made love on the night of their 2nd anniversary. It was completely perfect to the both of them. The pair never did it that much afterwards, because they were so enthralled with more than just each others body’s. Yes, life was perfect for this couple, until destiny threw them a curve that fateful night on the interstate. Tyler slept no more that night. He fixed breakfast to the sounds and light of daybreak. Kyle and James slept quietly on the floor, ready to awake within the next half-hour when breakfast was ready. Tyler watched the scrambled eggs cook, as he heard Kyle mutter “shotgun” under his breath from the living room.
