After my long, hot shower and a lot of thinking, I decided I would go out.
I brushed through my wet hair, slipped on my favorite jeans and a t-shirt, and grapped my sock full of money from under my bed. My beat up converse were waiting for me at the door. I left my mom a note telling her I was left, I wasn't kidnapped. Yeah. I've got a crazy, overprotective mom.
I decided to drive down the highway and stoped at the first thing I saw.
Walmart. Wow. Interesting, huh?
There was hardly anyone there. Considering it was 6 in the morning, that made sense.
I had 300 bucks and no idea what I was gonna spend it on.
I grabbed a shopping cart and headed to the stationary section.
There, I grabbed the 74 piece crayon set and threw it in my buggie. Then to coloring books. I picked out 5 of the least childish ones and threw those in there too.
A brunette with a "Bieber" haircut and a baby face walked up to me. " Do you need any help?" He said in an extremely friendly tone, a little to friendly.
I new I was attractive, my mom was beautiful, I got it from her, my dad looked like and underwear model, but I was never really flirted with. People think I'm wierd. I've never fit in.
"No, I'm fine."
"YES!" I've got a little anger management problems.
He flipped his hair ( the Bieber way) and I smelt something, something I couldn't describe. Chocolate, roses, lavender, something I couldn't explain. It made me hungry, in an odd sort of way. I wanted him.
A sad expression rose on the guys face. I guess he felt rejected.
I noticed his expression but I couldn't find my voice to tell him sorry. All I could do was smell him. I wanted to get to know this guy, but first, I wanted to eat. I have no idea what, but whatever was giving that smell.
I turned my eyes to him and they traveled down his face to his neck, I could almost hear his heartbeat. What is happening to me?