A Life Worth Saving {In Editing}

Chapter 8

Amelia's POV

"Did you grab tart trays?" I ask Ray.

"Yeah," he tells me. "Anything else you need?"

"Umm, I think I'm good," I say as I put the bread away. "Help me bring this to the car?"

"Sure," he says. I look at the time. 2:34.

"I'll meet you down at the car," I say as I toss Ray the keys. "I just gotta text Burnie really quick." He nods as he brings down the bags of my supplies.

To: Drunk Catbug
Is there room in the fridge?

From: Drunk Catbug
Yeah, why?

To: Drunk Catbug
I'm making strawberry chocolate tarts.

From: Drunk Catbug
Alright

I put my phone away as I walk out. I lock the apartment door and turn around only to bump into Uriah.

"Sorry," we both say.

"Where's Peyton?" I ask him.

"He's stuck at the stu-" he starts but cuts himself off.

"He's stuck where?" I question.

"He's stuck at the park. He asked me to come grab something for him since I was about to leave my place," he explains.

"Okay," I say suspiciously. "See ya later then."

"Bye." I walk away. He's hiding something. I decide to let it off the hook for now as I make my way to the Rooster Teeth office.

***

"Thanks for helping make these," I say to Ray as I put the last tray of tarts into the fridge.

"No problem," he says. I look at the time to see that it's about 3:25. "You could probably get more pans since you still have more ingredients."

"That's a good idea," I say. "Want to come with me?"

"Will I get to drive?" he asks.

"When we get back." He nods.

"Well let's go then," he says dragging me out of the door.

"You seem really eager to drive," I comment. "Why?"

"I don't know," he replies. "I just want to." I shrug as we get in the car. We drive to the store and buy five more tart pans before we return to the office.

"So if we take about twenty minutes to finish this then we would have about an hour to let you drive," I say.

"Okay," he says. As I take the leftover ingredients we have, Ray starts washing more strawberries. Within fifteen minutes, we finish making five more pans of tarts.

"Ready for driving lessons?" I ask.

"Yup," he says. We walk out into the parking lot and to Michael's car. He gets into the driver's seat while I get into the passenger seat. He backs out of the parking space and starts driving around the parking lot. "Do you think we can drive out on the street?"

"Honestly, I'm not sure because I'm younger than you," I answer. "As long as you don't get caught." He nods and exits the parking lot.

"Wanna go to get frozen yogurt?" he asks.

"Of course," I say as I plug in my phone. I start playing my All Time Low playlist.

"You should vlog this," he mentions as he hands me his phone. I nod as I unlock his phone and go straight to his camera.