Benjamin had been walking for almost two hours. He had already searched the park, the diner, and the book store. He figured he should check the art store. Ben had remembered that the Cherry Coke girl had been wearing paint-stained overalls.It took him almost another thirty minutes to get to the store. When he walked in, a clerk greeted him.
"Hello! The paint stuff is 40% off, and if you need any help I'll be over here!" She said, before running off to help a customer. Ben grabbed a basket, heading off to a random aisle. And there she was- the blonde, Cherry Coke girl. She looked so beautiful, her blonde straight hair pulled back in a messy braid. She wore a casual blue romper, with simple Converse on. Benjamin took a deep breath, walking towards his dream girl.
However, before he could even reach her, she turned and left. Ben did a frustrated sigh.
"Do you need any help, sir?" Benjamin jumped. He quickly smoothed his shirt with his free hand.
"Uh um, ye-yeah!" Ben muttered. He looked at the owner of the helpful voice. In front of him stood another girl- this one being much older than Cherry Coke girl. Her hair was a deep red, streaked with grey. Her deep brown eyes looked like melted chocolate.
"I'm okay, but thank you for asking Ms....?" Benjamin read the girl's name tag- Ophelia it read.
"Ophelia! Thank you for asking Ms. Ophelia." Ben smiled at the older girl who returned the smile.
"Alright, well, the shop's about to close! Let me know if you need any more assistance!" The girl walked off, the same direction Cherry Coke girl went. Ben figured he might as well go home- he only saw Cherry Coke girl once, and they didn't even talk or look at each other.
It had been a good day wandering, but Ben really wanted to talk to Cherry Coke girl. He didn't know her name, didn't know anything about her. Well, he did know she liked Cherry cokes and painting. That was all he knew. He wanted to know more- what was her favorite color, her favorite movie? Did she like history like he did? Did she appreciate charcoal artists, an artist Ben was? He wanted to know more information about her, and he would walk a thousand miles to learn about her.
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Cherry Coke Girl
RomanceThe boy ran his hands through his already messy hair. Inspiration wasn't hitting him yet, nothing was except the same old art block. Nothing could change the fact that he only wanted to draw her, the sweet girl he met at the diner. An angelic, blond...
