Lost in time G.D E.D

69

Because it appeared that Tyler and I shared the car, I asked him if he could drop me off at Pizza jack.

"Why?" He asked, looking up from the TV in the living room. 

"Because I'm hungry," I replied, standing in front of the TV to block his view.

"Please? I thought you were going out anyway. And your mom won't let me take the car out alone in all the ice and snow." 

Tyler grumbled something under his breath and then stood, clicking off the TV.

"Lemme get my coat," he muttered, disappearing into the hallway. 

"Let's just hope you don't see anyone you know," Tyler  teased lightly once he had parked in front of the place. 

"Shut up," I growled with a half-smile, getting out into the bone-chilling air. 

"Pick you up in an hour?" He called before I closed the door. I nodded.

"You better save me a slice or ten," he grinned. 

"Why don't you just come in with me, then?" I asked, a little confused. 

Tyler  shook his head.

"Can't. I told Sammy I'd meet her at the movies in fifteen minutes. And it's going to take me that long just to get there in this weather," he said, and then he waved after I closed my door, driving away. 

Why was he going to the movies with my 'mom'

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As I entered the pizzeria, a small ding above the door went off.

There were only a few customers in line.

A mother and her two whiny kids, a guy who seemed to be a construction worker dressed in a huge, heavy coat, and a blonde-haired girl who didn't seem to be in line but was leaning against the counter, staring absently at the floor. 

grayaon emerged from the back and stood behind the counter.

He hadn't noticed me yet.

He was wiping it down with a cloth, deep into his work, when I got to where the counter was and tried to manage an easy smile on my face. 

Before I could say anything, the blonde-haired girl moved in front of me, getting his attention.

By the way they greeted each other, I could tell he knew her, and she knew him. I didn't get a good look at her face, so I couldn't tell if I knew her or not.

She whispered something quietly to him, and he nodded in response. 

"Tell Ethan," she said audibly and turned on her heels, giving me a quick glance before walking out of the place. 

Shit. I knew her.

Why did that face look so familiar? 

"Welcome to Pizza jacks. What can I get for you today?" 

I met Grayson's steady gaze over the counter, staring at me with those piercing eyes.

His eyes were lifeless.

But had a lazy smile paired with curious eyes.

But looked calm, happy even.

"Would you like to try our buffalo chicken pizza today? It's new."  He continued his lines like he did with any other customer.

Finally, I got a grip on myself.

"No thanks," I said

"Although that does sound good," I added, pretending to read the menu overhead.