The Ice Cream Man {Peybrina} (Completed)

Chapter 1

"Sabrina! Sabrina! The ice cream man is coming! It's the first time this summer! Can we get some?" My little sister, Mallory yelled running up to the front window.

"Sure" I say kind of loudly so she'll hear me and I grabbed some money.

We go outside and the ice cream man is stopped at the corner near our house with a crowd of kids waiting to be served. Our neighborhood has had the same ice cream man for about 20 years now. He's about 65 years old and his name is Mr. John. He loves our neighborhood and knows every single kid, teenager and parent here. He was the ice cream man was I was little too.

We walk up to the ice cream truck and wait in the crowd, it wasn't a line because I guess kids don't do that anymore.

I look at the ice cream man and it wasn't Mr. John. It was another boy, he looked around my age. Hottest ice cream man ever by the way. He was in the same truck that Mr. John drove. He looked at me the continued serving the kid he was serving.

He just finished serving that kid. "Let me serve the pretty blonde who is with the cute curly blonde next" He calls out.

I walk up because he was obviously talking about me because I was the only other teenager there besides him and my little sister has really curly hair. I guess teenage sisters don't typically take there little sister to get ice cream.

"What can I get you girls today" He asks and smiles.

"Can I have a strawberry ice cream in a cone please" Mallory says.

"Sure thing and what about you?" He says and looks at me.

"No thank you. I don't want anything" I say

"Ok" he says and starts putting Mallory's ice cream in the cone which the machine was right next to the window.

"So what happened to Mr. John?" I asked him as he's putting the ice cream into the cone.
"He's my grandfather. He retired. I just moved here from Nevada and he gave me the truck" He says.

"So what's your name?" I ask.

"Peyton" He says.

"I'm Sabrina" I say.

"Nice to meet you" He says.

"Nice to meet you too" I say.

He finishes doing Mallory's ice cream and hands it to her. He quickly writes something on a napkin and hands it to me with a few other napkins.

"Thank you" Mallory says and licks her ice cream.

"How much is it?" I ask.

"It's on me" He says.

"Fine then I'm putting 5 bucks in the tip jar" I say and put the money in.

"Thank you" He says.

I just smile at him and me and Mallory walk away. I look at what her wrote on the napkin. It said:

My number is (472) 951 - 5738
Text me

{Not a real phone number. I just typed random numbers}

I just know I'll never be the same after that trip to the ice cream man.

{Hey guys. I hope you liked this. I got this story idea from ones of my internet friends. It's not based on something that happened in my real life like most of my other stories are. The only thing that is real is that the ice cream man in my cousins neighborhood really has been the ice cream man in her neighborhood for like 30 years

I just wanted to let you guys know that Mallory's model is Mallory Mahoney from Adventures In Babysitting

So I looked up the ice cream man in the search bar on here and most of the stories were like ice cream men kidnapping people. (No one will get kidnapped in this story 😂) I didn't read any of them. I just saw the cover pics

For all my stories I have a certain day(s) of the that I will update and I put it in the description. I marked on my calendar when I'm going to be updating this but I'm on vacation this week and left it home. I don't know that it is 2 times a week since this is just a summer story and will end before September starts. Once I get home I'll add when I'll be updating}