Tyler
“Tyler, clean up on aisle three, Tyler ta aisle three.” I was restockin’ the toilet paper when I heard Hector call my name over the intercom. I rolled my eyes an’ gritted my teeth as I made my way ta aisle three. I was actually doin’ my job, but Hector, all that lazy ass did was watch the cameras; I mean come on, how fair was that? I turned down aisle three ta see Nikki standin’ a few inches away from a broken jar of beets. “Great.” I thought ta myself as I back tracked ta the registers ta grab some paper towels.
Nikki only came ta the store when she wanted somethin’ from me an’ every time she would ‘accidently’ drop or spill somethin’; it really pissed me off. I turned back down the aisle an’ saw that she was now leanin’ up against a column. Tryin’ ta ignore her, I bent down over the mess an’ began ta pick up the glass.
“Tyler, I need a favor.” She asked instantly. I just shook my an’ continued my work. She began ta click those goddamn heels of her boot on the tile an’ I became even more annoyed; she knew I hated it. But I tried ignorin’ her, remainin’ focused on wipin’ up the beet juice.
“If you help me out, I’ll hook you up with Evangeline.” I abruptly stopped what I was doin’ an’ looked up at her. Her teeth were showin’, pearly white an’ all; her blood red lips were curled inta an evil smile.
“Why would I want ta hook up with that nerd?” I said tryin’ ta smile off my fake words. Those words were the complete opposite of what I thought. I’ve been tryin’ to get with Evie since the first day I saw her in school. Actually, scratch that, when I first saw her here in the store I knew I wanted her. I mean, her figure was perfect; she was a bit curvy an’ her ass was just perfect an’…
“Tyler, don’t give me that bull, I see the way you look at her an’ I can tell when you’re thinkin’ about her, like right now.” I shook my head, comin’ out of my trance an’ glared at her.
“Ok, sure I like her but even if I did do you a favor, how are you gonna help me hook up with her? Last time I checked, you two weren’t on the best a terms.” I said thinkin’ back ta Friday when she tripped Evie.
“Oh believe me pretty boy, I have my ways.” She said smilin’ an’ lookin’ down at her manicured nails. I stood up, anger boilin’ in my chest an’ moved so I was just inches away from her. This girl knew how ta get ta me; I’d only slept with her twice but she had figured me out.
“What the hell kinda favor you want Nikki?” I asked lookin’ down at her. I was ‘bout 6’2, leavin’ me to easily tower over her.
“I’m havin’ a party next Saturday at my daddy’s farm house; the one out there in ol’ Coventry an’ I need you ta convince Beckett ta come.” She calmly said, crossin’ her arms across her chest. I raised an eyebrow at her.
“An’ how is me askin’ Beckett ta come gonna get Evie ta come? Cause Lord knows you ain’t convincin’ her ta come.” I said almost chucklin’; this girl’s as dumb as those armadillos who think they can cross the highway.
“Cause I have a feelin’ that if Beckett comes, he’s bound to bring his little puppy dog girlfriend too. Jesus, Tyler have you not noticed how close those two are? The only thing that that boy probably does by himself is shit.” I was ‘bout to retort when goddamn Hector done come on the intercom again.
“Tyler ya gotta go back ta stockin’ those toilet tissues. We’s almost closin’ an’ I know your ass ain’t gonna wanna stay late.” I rolled my eyes as he finished talkin’. I started walkin’ away when Nikki went an’ grabbed my arm.
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Teen FictionEvangeline Summerton had always had a rough life. Her mother is a jobless tramp and abuses her physically and mentally and she doesn't even have a clue to who her father is. She's just a girl with a broken heart with her head always in romance novel...