The Pickup Line

Chapter Two

"All I prescribe is Cranberry and Vodka"

Say Aah - Trey Songz

-Sawyer-

"Move, move, move! I am about to pee in my pants!" I say, pushing my friends out of my way and working my way down the stairs.

"You're not wearing pants!" Gracie screams down, making Tess and Hannah crack up. I continue to the bathroom, literally wondering if this is going to be the trip where I pee myself.

"Hey Sawyer!" Austin, my ex-boyfriend says as I run past him towards the ladies room, saying a quick hello, not being able to stop and have a conversation. Not that I want to stop and talk to him anyways.

I walk out of the bathroom, finding Tess, Gracie and Hannah going in.

"Hey I'll just wait out here," I say, walking to the side so I'm not in anyone's way.

I spot Austin standing next to his friends, talking and laughing about a prank they pulled. I pull out my phone and sent a quick text to my mom saying that we were going out to eat and that I would be back at my apartment soon. I started putting my phone back in my purse and getting my keys out when a shadow comes over me.

"Hey Sawyer, how ya doin?" Austin smirks, his stupid stupid smirk.

"I was doing fine but then you appeared," Usually I'm pleasant to Austin, and he's usually pleasant towards me, but tonight he's ruining my heavenly mood. It's just a thing he has, a snap of a finger and my whole mood is either destroyed or lifted.

"Sawyer, I was just trying to be nice, what's with the attitude?" He says, the smirk completely gone and the Austin I had come to know shows up, the one that made me break up with him.

"I don't have an attitude Austin, I'm just waiting for my friends and then I'll be leaving," Being near Austin for long never used to be a problem, but then he changed and his presents gave me chills, and not the good kind.

I looked up at Austin, ready for him to laugh it off. I didn't mean for his phone to fall off the couch. He set it on the blanket and he got up and it fell. I never touched it. Yet he looked at me like I had purposely thrown it to cause damage.

"Get out!" he yelled, his face turning red almost immediately.

"Austin, I didn't do it! It was on the blanket and you got up and it just fell. It's just a phone anyway, " I explained, trying to calm him down. I had never seen him so angry before, not even on the field.

"It's all your fault! You try and blame me? Seriously? Why the fuck would I try and break my own phone?" he was fuming now. Suddenly he grabbed me from my sitting position on the couch roughly, pushing me toward the front door, grabbing my purse on the way out. He pushed me onto the ground outside and threw my purse and shoes onto his front lawn. I picked everything up calmly, grabbed my phone, and left. I called my mom on the way home, crying.

"Sawyer!" Gracie yelled, pulling me out of my head, her eyes widening when her eyes landed on Austin. She grabbed a hold of my arm, pulling me to her and away from Austin. He didn't notice.

"Oh hey Gracie, you're looking lovely," Austin said, barely glancing her way purposely.

"Yea yea yea, we have to go. Goodbye Austin," Gracie never even tried to be nice to him. Not while we were dating, and not when we broke up. She said she always had a bad feeling about him.

"Right, well bye ladies. See you around Sawyer," he smiled, waving. I turned forward and started walking to the exit. We said bye to our favorite worker, an old man that always gave us free refills. We didn't shed a tear, just getting a little emotional, while he burst out crying in the middle of working.