High School Hangover by Stephanie Hale

Author:Stephanie Hale
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-11-14T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

I rush through the diner and out onto the sidewalk, glancing around at nearby businesses. I’m on a mission to find a phone, call my Dad, and get as far away from Jack as possible. He’s got some nerve accusing Leo’s family of stealing. I notice a pawn shop a few doors down and head that way. I thought about asking Dot if I could use the diner phone but I figured she would laugh at me. Besides, I don’t want Jack knowing I made this call.

I pull open the door and a loud bell chimes as I walk in. Glass cases full of jewelry, musical equipment and tools line the dusty shop. The employees are all wearing neon green shirts with black crowns on them that say Pawn King. Most of them are busy ringing up purchases or haggling with prospective buyers. I walk toward a younger guy in one of the green shirts with greasy black hair and two full sleeves of tattoos near the cash register. He is spinning around and around on a desk chair and looks close to puking.

“Excuse me, do you have a phone I can use?”

“What’re you gonna do for me?” he asks, halting his spinning and leering at me suggestively.

“Forget it,” I say disgustedly.

“Hold on, I was messing with you,” he says. “Hey, I’ll give you five hundred bucks for the bag.”

“What? No,” I say, clutching my purse to my shoulder for dear life. Although five hundred dollars might solve all my problems right now, I can’t part with a gift that Dad so thoughtfully picked out for me, unless it is my last resort.

“Okay, take it easy. It was just an offer,” he says, lifting up part of the counter so that I can get behind the glass cases.

“Are you a celebrity or something?” he asks, taking in my ridiculous ensemble while leading me back to an office area.

“Not hardly. I got stranded here with a friend,” I admit. I want to make this call quickly because even though I needed some time away from Jack, I don’t want us getting separated. At least not until we get back to Higginsville. Then I won’t be able to get away from him quick enough.

“Here it is,” he says, pointing to a black cordless phone sitting on an extremely messy desk. “Move this stuff over,” he says, shoving some papers to one side. “If my dad or grandpa ask what you’re doing back here, tell them you had to call the bank to see if you had enough money to buy something.”

I should probably tell him that I’m calling Paris but I’m afraid he won’t let me use the phone if I do. I’ll just take something with their address so I can send them some money when I get back home.

“Thank you so much,” I say, watching him disappear back out front before I dial Dad’s number. I tuck the phone between my ear and shoulder and sit down to rifle through some papers looking for a pad of paper and a pen.

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