Chapter 10

-Cody's POV-

That evening, I had two things planned.

One was to show Cassie the Starbucks at the street corner.

The second thing was to get to know her better.

Well, the last thing worked out better than the first one.

So after I cheered Cassie up, we asked to go to the Starbucks.

"I'm not sure it's there anymore, honey." Said mom.

"I'm pretty sure it is." I said. I meant it too.

"Ok, good luck then." Mom said. Cassie got up and grabbed her coat. We stepped out the front door.

So we were walking for about ten minutes; when we reached a fork in the road.

"I think we should go left." Said Cassie.

"Nuh-uh, we go right. I distinctly remember."

Cassie shrugged, but went along with me.

"It's a shortcut," I said "I'm pretty sure it'll cut off half our time."

We were walking for a few minutes; when we reached and alley. It was about 8:45 pm so the sun had set. The alley looked dark, but I remembered to go through that way.

"Are...are you sure about this?" Said Cassie, cautiously. I took her arm. "Uh, duh." I said. She nodded, but I could tell she was still unsure. To tell the truth, I was too, but I wasn't going to admit that I made a mistake in front of girl.

We started down the alley. We were walking in complete silence for about fifteen seconds, when I heard a clanking.

It was pitch black outside, so we couldn't see anything.

"Hey!" The voice screeched. Cassie and I turned around in confusion looking for the voice.

"I can't see a thing!" Cried Cassie. I covered her mouth. We froze.

"YA'LL BE GONERS WHEN I FIND YA!" Cried the mysterious voice that came from a man. We heard clanking again.

I pulled Cassie to a garbage truck trash collector. We squeezed in behind it, against the wall. It smelled horrific. Cassie coughed. The mental man screamed.

Cassie got scared. She flung herself into my arms. I hugged her. I actually liked it. I swear though, I could feel her heartbeat against my chest, and so, because of my dark jeans and jacket, and Cassie's complete lack of fashion sense, we stayed hidden.

I could tell that the man was near the trash collector though. I could hear his footsteps getting closer and closer to us. I gripped Cassie harder. I heard metal; like a knife.

Ok, I'll never listen to my sense of direction again.

A few seconds later, a siren went off.

"Crap!" The man murmured. He scrambled deeper into the alley.

Cassie and I just stood there, panting for a few seconds, when she finally said,

"I don't care if we never get Starbucks, I'm getting the heck outta here."

And with that remark, she climbed out from behind the trash collector, and ran down the alley.

I caught up with her five minutes later. She slowed down to a walk. I looked at her eyes. They seemed angry.

"I'm really sorry," I said. "I honestly forgot that wasn't the right way to go." Cassie glared at me. "On the bright side..." I started. "...never mind, I've got nothing" She frowned,and opened her mouth to say something, but shook her head instead.

"I can't even describe how mad I am at you now!" She stammered.

I nodded, dismally.

We walked back to our street in silence. I turned to go up my driveway, as Cassie marched up hers. I stopped.

"Cassie?" I said

A miracle happened. She stopped.

"I'm sorry I let you down. That will NEVER happen again."

Cassie bit her lip.

"Do you forgive me?" I asked.

She turned up her nose, and marched inside.

I REALLY need an encyclopedia on how to talk to girls.