I own Rachel, Grant, and Mrs. Jamison

Charlie

Chapter One

By Norwegianchick101

"Oh please!" Savannah Kinkirk sighed, walking the streets of Buffalo with her best friends, Rachel Tarren and Grant Heath.

"Oh, c'mon. Let's at least go say hi!" Rachel wailed.

Savannah looked through the window at the boy working in the Scheels store. There was something oddly familiar about him, but she couldn't put it on the spot.

She sighed again, this time in defeat, as the trio walked into the store.

Grant rolled his eyes and turned to Savannah. "How about we just ditch this place and go get some pizza. Then we'd at least get something out of this trip."

Savannah laughed. There was just something about Grant that made her feel comfortable around him.

"Grant." she warned. "We can't just leave Rachel here. If we show up at the hotel without her, Mrs. Jamison will kill us!"

Grant gave up and walked with Savannah over to the aisle where Rachel was already chatting it up with the cute clerk she had pointed out when they were outside.

"You wouldn't by any chance have anything in pink, would you?" she asked.

"Lemme see." the boy replied, as he left for the back room.

"What the hell? Rachel! You don't have any cash!" Savannah screeched.

Grant smirked and Savannah nudged him in the ribs.

"I know, but if I put something on hold, then I'll have to come back for it, and then I can see Charlie again!" Rachel squealed.

"Charlie?" Grant asked.

"Yeah, Charlie." Amber replied. "The hottie that just went to find me a pair of pink New Balances."

Grant sighed, and Savannah rolled her eyes at her best friend's admiration.

"Alright." Charlie said, as he approached the three. "Try these." he said as he handed her a pair of size seven New Balances.

"Oh, hey." he said, addressing Savannah and Grant. "I'm Charlie, Charlie Rivera." he extended his hand out to Savannah, and then Grant.

"I'm Savannah, this is my friend, Grant, and I believe you've already met Rachel."

Charlie smiled and nodded.

"Y'know," he said. "My shifts over in a couple minutes, if you wanted to go for dinner somewhere."

Savannah sighed as her friend's eyes lit up with anxiety. "I'm sure I speak for all of us, Charlie, when I say we'd love to. But we need to be back by 8."

"School trip?" Charlie asked.

Grant nodded.

"We get a lot of those 'round these parts. If you wanted we could head out now. I'm sure I could talk my boss into letting me go early."

Rachel frowned. "Oh no, we wouldn't want to cost you anything."

"No, really." Charlie replied. "I get paid by the hour, so it doesn't really matter. And dinner's my treat. You want those shoes now Rachel?"

Rachel shook her head. "Actually Charlie, I was wondering if you could put them on hold for me, so I could pick them up tomorrow."

Charlie nodded. "Sure thing. I'll be right back." he said, taking the shoes from Rachel.