The South Street Pizzeria Short Story

The South Street Pizzeria Chaz slams the door of the white Toyota Venza shut as he steamed out. Rage was dripping down his face as he hobbled towards Ramunto’s. He was hungry-for Pizza to be exact. As well as the other ten big hungry baseball players that were acting up. The baseball team-Montshire-had played in a game just minutes ago, but was cut short due to the darkness of the field because of the sun. Everyone was unhappy at that point, but just lived with it and wanted pizza. So they order their pizza. David Price entered the bathroom after telling the parents that he had to. D’Brickashaw sits down at the team table and relaxes, just now realizing that his thighs were sore. The pizza was made, and was about to be served when the Rivals Navy entered the building. Their coach John Nosh was world renowned for making pizza, so Montshire told him to put some tasty toppings on. The Rivals were the baseball team that Montshire would be playing next on Saturday. The pizza was right on the table, ready to be served, and, yet they

But who was serving it? The Rivals. They gave them five perfect white pizzas, no red sauce but brown tomatoes, a weird topping for a pizza… Randomly-this might have been helpful to some but out of nowhere,
“Where’s David?” A parent said.
“I don’t know, but apparently someone said he is in the bathroom, but who know party of three went out looking for him, and Miguel went to the bathroom. He knocked on the door and heard all but a sound. He was very surprised, because the door was locked, and whoever was in there had no way out. He tried knocking again, no sound. He went to a set of parents, and asked them for help, but they couldn’t do anything. He kept saying,
“Is there any way we can get David out of there? He’s in there!”
But no one believed him, so he just walked away. The parents walked back into Ramunto’s, but they found no sign of David. So they went to their last resort, they called the