rain

Chapter 4

I pulled up to Velma's Diner, Seth right behind me, and kicked down my kickstand. We walked inside. I had never been in here before. Weird right? Such a small town and I hadn't done anything. Well, thats because when I say i shut myself in my room for four years, that is exactly what I did. The good ole 'Carter schedule': wake up, walk to school, come home at 3:30, go to my room, eat dinner (sometimes in the dining room, sometimes not), go to bed, then repeat the whole process.

Anyways, it was a cute little fifties diner with checkered floors, red booths, a long bar, and old-fashioned posters plastered all over the walls. It had this homey feel to it that made me smile as soon as I stepped foot inside. Everyone seemed so happy and it was a nice and cozy place.

"I know right," Seth said, "Its friendly." I nodded my head in response.

I watched Seth as he walked into the kitchen and called for his mom. A woman, about thirty-five walked out and hugged him. She looked at me while they were hugging and rushed over to me, "Oh my God, honey are you okay? What happened?" She asked urgently as if I were her own kid.

I smiled, "I'm perfectly fine- well almost."

"Mom, this is Carter. Carter this is Mom," Seth introduced us.

"Hi, Carter, you can call me Liz," she said, but before I had time to respond she said, "Why don't you and Seth go in the back and get you cleaned up? Seth can show you the way."

"Okay. Thanks, uh... Liz."

I followed Seth through the kitchen careful not to touch anything, until we reach a little back room. It was a small bathroom with a shower hose on the wall, a small toilet in the corner, and a spout coming from the wall as well. Other than the spout, there was no sign of a sink, and same goes for the hose without an actually shower. I did however see a drain in the middle of the room and I gave him a questioning look. "This place used to be a house, then the previous owners turned it into a restaurant, and we bought it. We don't really use this room all that often, but when emergencies like this walk through the door, it is extremely convenient."

"Oh, thats cool. So, how often do emergencies like me walk through the door?" He smiled. "What, why are you smiling?"

"Because of this," He turned around and grabbed the hose. Before I could realize what was happening, it was too late. He had already turned the water on and it started to spray everywhere. He pointed the nozzle at me and left me soaking wet, yet again.

I shrieked as the water kept spraying me. I hadn't heard such a sound come out of me since I was in Oxford. It was actually a similar incident to this. My last day there, my friend and I were filling water balloons and lost control of the garden hose. We walked in the house soaking wet then got yelled at because we were making a mess.

Seth was still spraying me and laughing hysterically as I pointlessly tried to defended myself with my arms. He turned the water off and I stood there with my hair hanging over my face and watched the blood wash down the drain. After I stayed there long enough he said, "Uh... Carter, are you okay?"

He started walking towards me hose in hand. I didn't respond. If he would just get a little closer... "Ah ha!" I said catching him off guard and taking the hose from his hand. I ran-slash-pranced across the room to turn the water back on, but before I did, I turned around and gave him a sneaky grin.

The realization of what had just happened sunk in. "Carter, wait, just think about what you are going to do."

"What am I gonna do?" I asked innocently.

"You're gonna spray me, but-"

"I was just gonna make sure you turned the water off all the way, but now that you mention it, revenge does sound pretty nice..." I smirked and turned the knob so that the water was leaking just a little.