That Cute Waitress
Chapter 12-
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Soooooo this is TEN REVIEWS FROM LAST CHAPTER!!!
BTW IM TRYIN TO GET THINGS BACK ON HUMOR'S TRACK SO BEAR WITH ME!!
ANOTHER UNIMPORTANT FACT ON MY LIFE: I'm doing horseback riding and my legs hurt and my class is ABF2!!! :-D
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TWO MONTHS LATER AND BACK IN SCHOOL:
Kaoru took up her least favorite pastime-studying. Her parents and Soujiro's parents were going out on a business trip together, so Soujiro and Kaoru were going to stay together.
Kaoru's mother looked sternly at her daughter. "You and Soujiro will be staying at his house. There will be no shenanigans, you hear?"
Kaoru's father laughed and chided his wife. "Dear, two things to remember: (1) Kaoru is a trustworthy and honest girl. (2) This is SUJIRO we're talking about! Kaoru and Sou? YEAH RIGHT!!" He and Kaoru had a hearty laugh.
Mrs. Kamiya pursed her lips severely. "WE are going to be gone for two weeks, and our daughter is staying in a house, alone with a boy. Who knows what would go on? I would feel much better if there was some adult supervision or protection of sorts."
Kaoru sighed. "Mommy, the maids are gonna be there. The servants, remember?"
Her mother snorted.
Meanwhile, Soujiro was relieving the same speech.
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"Bye-bye!" crooned the four paremts as they entered a limo. "Be good! We'll see you soon!" Kaoru and Soujiro waved goodbye to their parents. They drove off, and Kaoru turned to Soujiro.
"Sou," she whined, "we need to study! That huge chem test is tomorrow!"
His haughty reply was, "You have to study. I'm acing that subject." Kaoru implored him with her puppy-dog-bambi-eyed-teary-faced look. "Fine, fine, I'll tutor you!" This is gonna be a long night, Sou thought. I'd better order some pizza. "Ok let me order some pizza then we'll study, got it?" Kaoru nodded, unpacking her books and notebooks all over Soujiro's kitchen table.
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Kenshin needed a job. He needed money. His parents were through with giving him raises and advances on his allowance. "You're not getting your allowance until you're eighty years old!" cried his father in exasperation. Unfortunately, the only job he could find was as a pizza delivery guy for the Pizza Experience, a pizza place that tripled as a teen hangout and rock and roll concert place. Luckily he had a car. Or rather, his father had two cars. Don't worry his mom and dad worked at the same place so they rode in one car.
"Ahem hem," the potbellied-pockmarked man that sat behind the desk cleared his throat. "Yes, we have an opening for the job of delivery boy. However, there are some requirements you must meet. May I see your driver's license?" he asked with great authority. Kenshin presented this to him, fighting the urge to laugh at the man's pomposity. "Ahem hem, that's in order." Kenshin blinked. What, does this guy have a frog in his throat or what? "Well, I guess that's all." What happened to 'some requirements'? That was one and I already got the job. The manager, whose name was Mr. Pickle, by the way, rummaged in a drawer of his desk and pulled something out. "As for the other requirements," Oh shit, Kenshin groaned inwardly.
He left the office with a uniform and hat, and a light thing to put on top of his car.
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"Hey Kaoru," called Soujiro, "What do you like on your pizza?" Kaoru pondered this a moment then called back, "Pepperoni and pineapples." Soujiro winced, but ordered this on half of the pizza. How can she eat something so vile? he thought. She should eat something normal. What he had ordered on his half of the pizza was anchovies, strawberries, and chocolate chips.
"D'you want something to drink?" the smiling boy asked. "I've got Coke, Sprite, and, uhhh, Orange Juice," he said, naming the contents of his fridge.
"Coke is good," Kaoru replied. Anything to keep me awake. Soujiro walked back carrying two glasses of Coke, when his dog ran by, tripping him. Kaoru had turned around to get her glass. And it spilled. Alllll over her outfit.
"Whoops..." Soujiro muttered. "Uhhh hold on lets see if we can find you dry clothes." Kaoru's bag had found itself in a similar predicament earlier when Soujiro's dog had felt like taking a whiz inside the house. Kaoru swore she was ready to murder that canine.
Kaoru had to wear a bathrobe until Soujiro could find clothes. Her clothes, All of them, were being washed by the maids. His mom's closet was locked, so there were no girl clothes for Kaoru to wear. She had to make do with a pair of blue boxers that Soujiro had found, and a white button down shirt. She looked like John Travolta without the socks. Or sunglasses. She had just found them and were dressing in them when the doorbell rang. (Soujiro was still loking for something more decent.
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Kenshin looked at his next delivery's address. Great. Soujiro's house. Maybe Sou could tell him where Kaoru had been the last week. He hadn't seen her for a bit. He looked at what they ordered and made a face. Pepperoni and Pineapples on one half, the other half anchivies, strawberries, and chocolate chips? Ughhh that's disgusting. Soujiro has a stomach of steel.
Pulling into their driveway with the large blinking PIZZA EXPERIECE sign on his car, Kenshin made to the door carrying the toxic pizza. He wished he wasn't wearing the stupid uniform, made put of a red and pink striped polo shirt with PIZZA EXPERIENCE on the breast pocket, which had to be tucked into his maroon slacks which had the letters PE and little pictures of Pizzas playing guitar halfway up one leg. Not to mention his PIZZA SHOES which resembled two color bowling shoes in red and pink with pizzas on the shoelaces. His hat? A rockin' and rollin' pizza, of course. (One reason that the manager hired him was because his hair matched so perfectly to the whole color scheme of the outfit.) He rang the doorbell.
He could hear footsteps inside. A female and familiar voice yelled, "Sou! Pizza guy's here!" Then he heard Soujiro's voice, "Well can you pay him? Money's on the counter. Oh, and put on your clothes first!" "Oh-KAY!" yelled that exasperated voice again. Kenshin frowned. Who did that voice belong to? Well, anyways Soujiro had a girl over and it was late night. Perfect blackmail.
The door opened and Kenshin gasped.
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