Lost in time G.D E.D

70

Grayson didn't call right away.

Meanwhile, I was flipping my shit, wondering wether he'd really call or not, and hoping Tyler wouldn't hear me answer the phone and want to talk to whoever he thought it was. 

Tori  had called shortly after I'd gotten home from Pizza jacks.

Tyler pretty much dove for the phone, and I felt a moment of panic when he answered it.

After a moment, he handed it to me and said in a teasing,

"He sounds hot," and then mouthed to me

'It's Tori.' 

I rolled my eyes and grabbed the phone from him.

Tori wanted to know if I had any plans tomorrow and invited me to a sleepover at her house.

Honestly, a sleepover and some girl talk sounded really nice, so I agreed.

Maybe I won't be killed in this lifetime after all.

Tori was excited and said she'd come pick me up tomorrow around noon. 

After I'd hung up, Tyler's mom came upstairs and knocked on my slightly cracked door.

"Hey, sweetie," she said, holding a steaming mug in one hand.

"Can I come in?" 

"Go for it," I said, looking up at her.

and she seemed like a really loving mother, someone I could trust here. 

But I still didn't know, she abandoned Tyler in our normal life time.

She entered the room and sat on my bed next to me, handing me the mug.

I looked at the thick liquid in the hot mug, an herbal smell wafting into my nose.

"It's green tea," she said, answering my question before I could ask it.

"Perfect for relaxation." 

"Thanks," I replied, taking a tentative sip, careful not to burn my tongue. 

"So, do you have any plans tonight?" She asked. 

I shook my head.

Aside from the awaited phone call, my schedule was clear. 

"Because I was thinking about inviting our neighbors over for dinner, and I wanted to make sure you kids didn't have anything going on," She continued, standing up and fixing her hair in my mirror.

"Would that be okay with you?" 

"Yeah, sure that's fine," I said, nodding my head and taking another careful sip of the tea.

It burned my throat but the warmth was somehow easing my nerves of Grayson calling. 

She ruffled my hair and smiled.

"Great, Any thoughts for what I should make?" 

"Food" I said jokingly, shrugging.

"Just no pizza. I ate my weight in that today already." 

"Okay, I'll check with Tyler," she said, heading out of my room.

"But if I ask him then I'll probably end up making Mac 'N Cheese and cereal,"

she grinned before walking back down the stairs. 

I got up and set the mug down on my dresser, staring my cellphone on my bed.