Heartbeat (On Hold)

Chapter Three: Part One

June 2nd, 2011

Robert Sherman

"Can we activate this right now?" I asked the worker that was standing next to us.  "I don't have a computer yet."

The worker sighed, looking a bit put out that I was asking him a question, "Of course not.  You can do it at home."

"But..." I tried again.

"Sorry Mister, but you'll have to do it at home," he repeated.  "We don't activate phones here."

I turned around towards Sara and muttered, "Someone's in a grumpy mood today..."

She giggled and then blushed.  "What do you need next?"

I pretended to think for a second, "Let me see..."  I circled around her for a second, trying to look intelligent, but probably failing miserably...  "I need furniture."

"How are you going to pay for this furniture?" Sara asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It's not like I wasn't smart enough to take money with me when I left Idaho," I replied.  She smiled again.

"I guess so... but why did you even leave?"

Fear ripped through my chest, leaving me almost breathless for a second, but I recovered quickly.  "Complications with family and friends," I lied smoothly.

She nodded, her lips slightly apart, "And are you going to go back?"

This was the question that I was avoiding ever since I met her.  I looked everywhere but her eyes.  She reached out her hands and hesitantly put them on my face, making me look her in the eyes.  After the shock wore off, I noticed, for the first time, that she had the bluest eyes ever.  I gulped.  "Eventually I'll have to." I meant for it to be louder, but it came out in a whisper.  I knew that my day to go back to the future would come, and it might come faster than I thought.

June 2nd, 2011

Sara Watson

"Can we activate this right now?" I heard Robbie ask a worker.  I brought my attention away from the phones I was admiring and turned to face them.  The worker looked angry for a reason unknown to us.  "I don't have a computer yet."

"Of course not.  You can do it at home."

"But..." Robbie tried again.  The worker seemed to be having a mental break down.

"Sorry Mister, but you'll have to do it at home," he repeated.  "We don't activate phones here."  I couldn't help but smile at the worker's face.  He had bright red cheeks with red-orange hair.  The arrangement seemed to go perfectly together.

"Someone's in a grumpy mood today..." Robbie muttered to me.  He started to walk away from the phones, the one he had picked was clutched in his hands.

"What do you need next?" I asked, giggling.  Once I realized that I was giggling, a blush crept onto my face and stayed there.

"Let me see..." Robbie answered, starting to circle me.  He had his finger to his lips, and he was circling slowly enough for me to scuffle my feet to keep looking at him.  "I need furniture." He finally replied.  I smiled at his silly behavior, but then I realized that he didn't bring anything with him from Idaho... would that include money?

"How are you going to pay for this furniture?" I felt like I was catching him in the lie, but he just smiled back and replied swiftly.

"It's not like I wasn't smart enough to take money with me when I left Idaho."  My smile faltered just a bit, but I managed to keep it up.