• Chapter Ten: The Good Stuff •
Hiana's eyes lit up as they studied the candy-filled selves of Bob's Convenience. I didn't blame her, in fact, I think Logan and I wore the same expression the first time we walked in here.
Bob's was actually kind of the basis of our friendship, to put it lightly. Logan and I had bonded over our love of video games in the second grade and, naturally, our parents organized a play date. When I say our, I mean his. My mother wasn't the organized type really but she knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime thing because I hadn't had much other luck in the friend making department. Needless to say, Logan's mother thought it would be a good idea to bring two seven year olds into a store filled with sweets. But thank god she had. Bob was kind of like a friend to us. A forty nine year old, bearded, kinda smelly, overweight, friend.
"Hey boys!" Bob slammed his meaty fist onto the counter as we walked in, "It's been a bit since I've seen the two of you and, my my, who is the pretty lady you've got here today?"
Hiana blushed a little, her arms falling down to the sides of her dress. "My name is Hiana."
Bob gave a large grin and his laugh bellowed through the tiny store. "My lord, parents keep getting more and more creative with the names aren't they? I saw a little girl in here the other day, mum said her name was Astrid ! Imagine!"
Hiana didn't seem to really understand what Bob was talking about but she laughed a little as he let out another powerful laugh. Her eyes starting to wander around the store again, settling on each box of candy and bag of chips.
"So, what brings you three in here today?" Bob looked over his shoulder at the giant clock on the wall, "Shouldn't y'all be in school right now?"
Logan sighed, resting his elbows on the counter in front of Bob. "Listen, it's a long story. But we're gonna have a long night tonight and we need you to hook us up with the good stuff." Logan ended with a wink to Bob and I grinned. It had been a while since we'd asked for "the good stuff" and I was pretty sure Bob had refused us last time. He kept "the good stuff" for himself and very special costumers. Like us.
Hiana watched eagerly as Bob nodded slowly and looked around the store. We were the only ones inside at the moment. Swiftly, Bob ducked under the counter and pulled up a brown box which was heavily duck-taped shut. The box made a thud as he set it down and we all gathered close around.
"It's been a bit since I've replenished my stash but I still have some quality things in here boys." Bob used a pair of scissors to slice open the top of the box, the sound making each of our eyes widen. He then raised his eyebrows at us as he began to empt the contents of the box, tipping it bottoms up. Out flooded a mountain of Twinkies, Milky Way's, Jalapeño Cheddar Cheetos and Fritos. The founding fathers of snacks, in my opinion. The candy on the shelves of the store wasn't bad, Kit Kats and Lays chips were fine, but this was the good stuff.
Logan and I were practically mesmerized by the snacks and we barely noticed Hiana's reaction to it. Her face lit up like a christmas tree and she grabbed a Milky Way from the pile. "How did they put the entire Solar System in this?"
I couldn't keep a straight face or even attempt to give an answer, neither could Logan or Bob. The three of us laughed intensely, only harder as confusion made it's way onto Hiana's face. Her cheeks flushed red and she furrowed her brows, putting the chocolate bar back onto the mountain.
"It was a valid question!" She said, watching his bust our guts for a bit after. Finally, through wheezing, I managed to say something.
"It's just the--" I breathed slowly to calm myself from laughing, "It's just the name, Hiana, there's no galaxy in there."
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It Can't Rain On Planet Crayne
Teen FictionGavin Duncan was a totally--somewhat--normal teenage boy. He hung out with his chubby friend Logan, played Tomb Raider for the boobs and lived an invisible life. So, when Gavin finds an odd girl in his basement who claims she's from the planet Crayn...