A Kiss That Taste Like Summer (Tony Perry)

It was about time for shop to close and Tony still hadn't texted me or called. I was begining to wonder if he ever would. Maybe he was just being friendly and I took it to far. NO. He kissed me. Well on the cheek but still that isn't normal. I said my goodbyes to the last artist finishing up and walked out to my car. I always hated walking out to my car in the dark. One because I had to walk around the block to a parking lot to park. And this is San Diego. Not saying its a bad city but a young girl like me out here walking throught a parking lot at night could be trouble. When I got to my car I jumped inside and locked the doors. I turned the car on and plugged in my phone to the AUX. I drove home listening to some Pantera. Half way home the music was interupted by my phone ringing. I didn't reconize the number on my screen. But I decided to answer anyways.

"Hello?"

"Hey! Is this Liz?" I couldn't really hear whoever it was talking because of the booming music in the background and whoever it was sounded pretty loaded. I just listened. "Um, It's Tony? You um, gave me a owl ealier?"

"Oh hey.." oh my fucking god. REALLY? I'v was waiting all day for him to talk to me and he's gunna call me now when hes at the club wasted?

"I just wanted to say thank you" he said kinda sighing it out.

"It's no problem Tony"

"Yeah, um I just wanted to say thank you.." then the line went dead.

Like what the fuck. I'll admit I was a little pissed. Whatever. I had this whole scenario where I thought he was gunna call me or text me and ask me out. He called me when he's at the club drunk. I decided to get over it. I was over reacting. I mean I just met him today. I don't know him or even have a relationship with him. Were just two random strangers. I got home and immediately went into bed.

I woke up the next day with a text message from the same number that called me last night. I programmed it in my phone and set it as 'Tony'

Tony: Hey I'm sorry if I called you and acted like a fool last night. Hope I can make it up to you..'

I decided I would ignore it. I dont wanna seem to desperate immediately texting right back. I got up took a shower. Got dresses. I put on some of my torn skinny jeans on and my huge baggy Pantera shirt and my high tops. I pulled my hair up into a really messy but ann put in some black tunnels. I dont sleep with my plugs in, I hate it. I fed my turtle Ceaser and headed to work. But before work gotta go hit up that Starbucks. I decided I would park where I ussually park for work and just walk the block or two to Starbucks. Holy shit was it hot. I decided to tie my shirt in the back to it wasnt so baggy. After walk more like 5 block I finally got to Starbucks. I had my phone out and was checking up on Twitter. I walked over to the end of the line and went back to my tweeting. All of a sudden on my screen 'New Text' showed up. I clicked the bubble it took me to the message.

Tony: How about coffee? ;)

I felt someone touch my shoulder and I turned around and screamed. Tony stood there looking shocked. I dropped my phone and grabbed my chest.

"Jesus you scared me" I finally managed to spit out. He kneeled down to pick up my phone. My phones screen was crack and shattered into a million pieces. "Oh fuck!" I said grabbing it outta Tony's had examing it like there was something I could do about it.

"I'm really sorry!" he said trying to put the broken screen back together.

"It's fine" I said trying not to make him feel so uncomfortable. I put the phone in my pocket and just smiled at him. "How about that cup of coffee?"