When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E21

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When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E21

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 21

I was sweeping the floor out of pure boredom.

Saturdays are usually our busiest day here at Game

Island yet we only had 2 customers so far, maybe it

was the terrible weather. I hate to admit it but I’d

rather be at school with Jonah. Although we had to

dodge Shaw every day last week, it was still pretty

fun. I heard the familiar dinging of the bell above the

door but when I looked over the rack of games I

was behind, my heart leaped in my chest and my

hands became clammy.

“Mere, can you take this one? Please,” I whispered to

the blonde who was sitting on the counter chewing

gum and texting. She looked up and me and sighed

before dropping onto the ground.

“Is there a Savannah here?” Shaw’s deep voice asked

and I gave Mere a quick shake of my head.

“No, she doesn’t work here anymore. She quit

yesterday,” Mere lied, blinking up at Shaw.

“That’s a shame because I really need to talk to her;

do you happen to have her number?” I shook my

head again and her eyes traveled from me to Shaw

quickly.

“No, she doesn’t have a cell phone,” she continued to

lie.

“Well, I guess this was another dead end. If you

happen to see her, tell her Jeff Shaw is looking for

her, would you?” Shaw snapped before walking out

of the store. I let out a sigh of relief before striding

back over to Mere.

“What was that about?” she asked.

“Remember that Jonah kid I was telling you about?

Well in the week and half he’s been here, I already

have a few new enemies and they’re steroid

obsessed idiots,” I sighed, leaning against the glass

counter.

“Well, I have to go. I have class in an hour. You’re

going to be alright here by yourself, right?” I simply

nodded in response and she smiled before leaving

the store.

I sat in the chair behind the desk doing absolutely

nothing. Times like these, I wish I had more friends

to actually hang out with at the store. My phone

went off, making me jump. It’s most likely Jeremiah

asking me where I put the ketchup.

Surprise coursed through me when I realized that it

was Jonah instead of Jeremiah. I picked up the phone

cautiously. “What?”

“What’s up?” he casually replied. We’d only known

each other for eight days, nine if you count the

situation at the library last Tuesday; he was already

casually calling me.

“I’m at work,” I replied grumpily.

This didn’t bother him. That was the annoying thing

about him; he never was annoyed by me! I rarely

got a glare out of him. I only received jokes and

sarcastic replies but never a serious insult.

“Oh, sorry,” he apologized and I sighed, resting my

head in my hand

“It’s nothing, the stores empty anyway,” I replied.

“Guess who showed up about ten minutes ago?”

“Jesus?” he suggested. I tossed a flat look at the wall I

was staring at.

“No, the opposite; Jeffrey Shaw,” I stated. Silence

came from the other end.

“What did he want?” he asked.

“I hid and had Meredith deal with him. He was

looking for me; he heard that I worked here,” I

replied, drumming my fingers along the glass.

“Where do you work?” he questioned.

“At a game store called Game Island,” I replied

casually as I watched the rain pour from the sky.

“Is that in Northvalley?” his voice was curious.