~Effie's Point of View~
I chuckle as he walks away. I seriously don't like FIFA though. He better not make me play FIFA. Tomato Boy was the highlight of my day.
The rest of the day went by very slowly...I only had two other customers. One was a ten year old boy who had spent way too much time in front of the TV. The other was a forty year old man, who I swear had the worst breath ever. Nothing too interesting. Guess that's what I get for working in a game store.
Right as I was locking up the store, I see my friend Annette coming down the street. I put the keys in my pocket, and turn to talk to her, "NETTIE!!"
She squeezed me into a hug, "Closing tonight?"
"Yup! I've had to close all week. Good thing the store closes at eight, so I still have free time. I feel so grown up now. OH MY GOSHLINESS!" I took a deep breath after my short monologue.
Nettie and I started to walk towards home, "I helped Rachael close at the coffee shop tonight, too. I was just on my way home, and I decided to stop and see if you wanted to hang out for an hour." She scuffed her orange shoes as she walked.
"Nettie, how long have we been friends?"
"Almost five years." She looked at me questioningly.
"And when, in those almost five years, have I ever turned down an opportunity to hang out?" I asked Nettie, giving her a glare.
"August something, I was a sophomore, you were a freshman. I wanted to walk around, and you said you were with your godmother." She said, crossing her arms, looking pleased with herself.
I stopped abruptly, "Annette...That was two and a half years ago. GET OVER IT!"
She shrugged, "You asked."
We came to a stop sign. Since it was on Main Street, we stopped and waited for all the cars to pass. So many cars...why? Don't they know that Anneffie must pass?
Annette and I had been friends since junior high. I was in seventh grade and she was in eighth. We had seen each other before, but never talked. All of the sudden, I got a facebook message from her that said: "Hey!Wanna go to the park?"After that, we started talking all the time. Somewhere along the way, someone corrected me when I called her Nettie, and said that I should call her Annette, but she said I could call her that as long as she got a nickname for me. So from that day forth, her pet name for me has been Gingy.
Finally all of the cars were gone, so Nettie and I went across the street. I didn't really know why we crossed where we did, because we will have to cross again in a block. We do stupid stuff sometimes. That's kinda ironic because we're both nerds. EXCUSE ME, I mean "smart people" ahem. Wait...this conversation is in my head, Nettie won't correct me for calling her a nerd. Right. Man I seriously get lost in my thoughts.
"Effie, who is that guy over there?" Annette asked pointing at a boy at the corner.
"How am I supposed to know?"
She shrugged, "You know more people in this town than I do."
I looked a bit closer at him. He had simple brown hair...he was the same boy who had come into my store earlier. Guess I did know him.
"That's Tomato Boy."
Nettie gave me a weird look, "Story please?"
I took a very, extremely deep breath, "Well I believe his name is Walter, at least that's what he told me. He started blushing while he was in the game store, so I called him Tomato Boy."

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Game Store
Teen FictionWalter, who has lived in the city his entire life, just landed in a small farm town. At the first place he ventures to--you guessed it, The Game Store--he meets the people that will totally turn his life around, and change his future!