This Chapter will be fun. Archie and Greg! *grins* And the carts are introduced. Remember that. The carts are important. lol And more about the donuts.
Chapter 2 - Of Failed Plans and Wish Lists
"Hey, Archie." Trista sat down in a chair. I leaned against my usual corner.
Archie looked up from cutting open a cardboard box. "Afternoon, Tris. I take it your donut quest failed again?" Trista sighed.
"I told you not to draw attention to yourself." Greg appeared from behind a box, a few Styrofoam peanuts were clinging to his spiky hair.
"I didn't. Mr. Tall Dark and Sneaky over there scared the pee out of me." She pointed at me and I tried to disappear further into the corner.
"I'm sorry, Tris." I dug into my pocket and returned her money. She snatched it away from me and turned to Greg. Greg always got attention from her, but I knew he was interested in Sara who worked in the pharmacy. 'Stop leading Tris on, you idiot!' I mentally yelled at Greg. Greg and Trista were flirting while discussing the next plan to heist donuts and their next shopping cart thrill ride. He was sucking her into the rebel side. Trista flashed him one of her bright smiles. 'If only you would smile at ME.' I sighed.
"You alright, Brown?" Archie asked, raising an eyebrow at me. He was the only one that knew how I felt about Trista. Greg and Trista stopped talking and looked at me.
"I'm fine." I lied hoping they'd leave me alone.
Archie nodded. "So… Christmas is creeping up on us." He changed the subject.
Trista looked at Greg and smiled. "3 days." Greg nodded. "What are you going to get me?"
"Tris, he can't tell you. That would take all the fun out of it." Archie glanced at me.
Greg rolled his eyes. "What do you want for Christmas? Besides donuts."
She tilted her head in thought. "Slippers would be nice. My feet get could a lot. How about you guys?"
"I could do with a new puzzle." Archie smiled. He was a puzzle junkie.
"Spiked collar would be good." Greg pointed at his waist. "One to match my belt." Everyone looked at me.
'Trista!' My mind yelled. "Umm." 'Cologne? No. Socks? No way in heck.' "I don't really need anything." 'Trista!' My mind was screaming.
"Come on. There must be SOMETHING I could get you." Trista frowned.
'You!' Some how I didn't think she'd like me to say that. "Uh… cologne I guess. But nothing too strong." I saw a surprised look flash in her eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes.
"Greg and I are going to go hijack a cart now." She got up and walked out the door with Greg.
Archie raised his eyebrow at me after Greg and Trista left. "Cologne, eh?" I shrugged. "What are you going to get her?"
"Well, Greg will most likely get her slipper, so," I paused, "I was thinking maybe a necklace." I looked at Archie. "Think she'd like one?"
Archie nodded. "And I'll be sure to put some mistletoe over your head."
I smiled. "You do that, Arch."
Chapter 2 - Of Failed Plans and Wish Lists
"Hey, Archie." Trista sat down in a chair. I leaned against my usual corner.
Archie looked up from cutting open a cardboard box. "Afternoon, Tris. I take it your donut quest failed again?" Trista sighed.
"I told you not to draw attention to yourself." Greg appeared from behind a box, a few Styrofoam peanuts were clinging to his spiky hair.
"I didn't. Mr. Tall Dark and Sneaky over there scared the pee out of me." She pointed at me and I tried to disappear further into the corner.
"I'm sorry, Tris." I dug into my pocket and returned her money. She snatched it away from me and turned to Greg. Greg always got attention from her, but I knew he was interested in Sara who worked in the pharmacy. 'Stop leading Tris on, you idiot!' I mentally yelled at Greg. Greg and Trista were flirting while discussing the next plan to heist donuts and their next shopping cart thrill ride. He was sucking her into the rebel side. Trista flashed him one of her bright smiles. 'If only you would smile at ME.' I sighed.
"You alright, Brown?" Archie asked, raising an eyebrow at me. He was the only one that knew how I felt about Trista. Greg and Trista stopped talking and looked at me.
"I'm fine." I lied hoping they'd leave me alone.
Archie nodded. "So… Christmas is creeping up on us." He changed the subject.
Trista looked at Greg and smiled. "3 days." Greg nodded. "What are you going to get me?"
"Tris, he can't tell you. That would take all the fun out of it." Archie glanced at me.
Greg rolled his eyes. "What do you want for Christmas? Besides donuts."
She tilted her head in thought. "Slippers would be nice. My feet get could a lot. How about you guys?"
"I could do with a new puzzle." Archie smiled. He was a puzzle junkie.
"Spiked collar would be good." Greg pointed at his waist. "One to match my belt." Everyone looked at me.
'Trista!' My mind yelled. "Umm." 'Cologne? No. Socks? No way in heck.' "I don't really need anything." 'Trista!' My mind was screaming.
"Come on. There must be SOMETHING I could get you." Trista frowned.
'You!' Some how I didn't think she'd like me to say that. "Uh… cologne I guess. But nothing too strong." I saw a surprised look flash in her eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes.
"Greg and I are going to go hijack a cart now." She got up and walked out the door with Greg.
Archie raised his eyebrow at me after Greg and Trista left. "Cologne, eh?" I shrugged. "What are you going to get her?"
"Well, Greg will most likely get her slipper, so," I paused, "I was thinking maybe a necklace." I looked at Archie. "Think she'd like one?"
Archie nodded. "And I'll be sure to put some mistletoe over your head."
I smiled. "You do that, Arch."