Chapter 2: Flashback
She was in town on her eighteenth birthday, hunting a werewolf that had claimed three victims in one month. They were both going to the movies to relax for a while and, ironically enough, were seeing the same movie. The girl that was running the ticket booth that day had decided to be an ass hole to Chrissy when she forgot a quarter. Tristan was standing right behind her when the woman started yelling and cussing. Chrissy was getting royally pissed.
"Just give me one moment," Chrissy ground out through clenched teeth, "Stop yelling for a second!"
"Stupid britts can't count money, huh?" the woman shouted. This set Chrissy off. She physically reached her hand under the glass and grabbed the girl by the stupid red tie she was wearing around her neck.
Tristan grabbed her arm and pulled her back, "Listen, miss... Carter... Did you stop to think that maybe it's been a long day for the young lady? Maybe her mind is somewhere more important right now. She probably doesn't need you yelling at her over a stupid quarter, so, why don't you just calm down?"
He pulled a quarter out of his jacket pocket and handed it to the woman, who took it reluctantly and gave Chrissy the ticket.
He then paid for his own and caught up to Chrissy, who had just stepped through the doors into the warm air of the theater. He tapped her shoulder.
She smiled at him, "Thank you for that. I really appreciate it." She reached into her wallet and handed him a five dollar bill.
"No," he said politely, "I can't take your money, I only gave her a quarter to pay for yours so she wouldn't insult you anymore."
"Exactly. And that's why I'm giving you the extra four seventy-five. For sticking up for me."
"I still can't take your money," he pushed her hand away gently and smiled, "I'll tell you what. You come out for coffee with me, and we'll call it even?"
She thought for a while before nodding, "Alright. I'm not sure how long I'll be in town, but coffee sounds great."
"Cool."
The two walked to the middle row of the theater and sat together, quietly sneaking glances at each other.
(A/N) Okay, short chapter. Remember, this is a flashback. Not the best one yet, but, still a flashback. Please read and review. These are greatly appreciated.