Tyler parked his car on the parking lot of the Mystic Grill. He saw Caroline leaning against the bacheca outside drinking some Bourbon. He hoped she wouldn’t look up. But as he made his way to the entrance she looked up.
“Tyler?” she detto surprised.
Just keep walking, Tyler thought.
“I know te can hear me, Tyler” Caroline detto uncomprehending. “Why are te avoiding me?”
Tyler stopped and walked towards Caroline. “Caroline, hi” he forced himself to say. He scratch his hair, feeling uncomfortable. “Don’t you…don’t te have school to go to?”
“Lunch break” Caroline explained. “So, are te going to tell me where you’ve been?”
“Sure” Tyler smirked. “As soon as I believe I should tell te every little detail about my life, I will”
“Tyler, I was worried about you. Don’t te get that?” Caroline detto upset. “Who knows what could’ve happened to you?”
Tyler raised his hand. “Wait, I get myself a giorno off and te start ringing the alarm bells? Honey, please, I know you’re dramatic, but try keeping it to the limit”
Caroline grabbed his collare and forced him against the wall. “I’m not being dramatic. I’m pissed. Your red slut friend threatened me. She thought I knew where te were. So I think I deserve to know where the hell you’ve been” she hissed.
Tyler smiled in her face. “She did, huh? I should give the girl an award. She’s got guts” Caroline let go of him and stared at him upset.
“She’s in there?” Tyler asked, walking backwards to and pointing at the Grill, that smile still on his face.