i have tons and tons of clothes i love but when i get bored, i shop. meaning i shop a lot. it's a saturday so i'm just gonna be out all day. my dad is once again not home.
you: carmen!
she's my maid/caretaker. she's the closest thing to a mom i have.
you: i'm going shopping. i'll probably be out all day
carmen: ok. i'll have jack bring the car around. which one are you taking?
you: the white mustang i guess
she nods and goes off. by the time im outside, jack has the car running and steps out of the drivers seat.
you: thank you
i get in and drive off to the nearest mall.
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im shopping and shopping and shopping. i've already had to take handfuls of bags to the car twice. now im in my favorite store. the stores i usually shop at are louis vuitton or gucci or some shit- but my favorite store is american eagle. it makes me feel normal. as if i had friends. idk. im shopping when i hear groups of girls having fun and laughing. i sigh and grab 6 pairs of jeans that i like. then i drop my sunglasses. i bend down with my armful of clothes- but someone picks up my sunglasses and hands them to me.
?: looked like you needed help *laughs
you: thanks
i look up at the person. it's this gorgeous boy. i blush a bit.
?: here
i take my sunglasses and slip them back on top my head.
?: that's a lot of clothes you've got. *laughs
you: ya. *laughs
?: why don't you let me pay for them? cant let a pretty girl pay for all this
i once again blush.
you: i've got it but thank you
?: nonsense
he takes all the clothing from my arms and walks to the counter. idk why he insists on paying for me when i don't even know him. since he is paying, i take away 4 pairs of jeans and 5 shirts leaving 2 pairs of jeans and 3 shirts. i didn't want him paying for all of that. after he pays, he hands me the bag.
you: you didn't have to do that
?: eh it was nothing. what kinda guy would i be if i didn't? i'm josh by the way
he holds out his hand and i shake it.
you: katelyn
josh: i like that name
god damn why does he make me blush so much? some brown haired guy yells from the corner of the store.
?: ayo joshy is getting the pretty girl!
a beautiful brown haired girl hits the brown haired boys arm.
josh: ugh that's just my friend *laughs* don't mind him. but anyways. do you think i could um... maybe get your number?
you: ya
i give him my number and he smiles so big.
josh: cool cool. i'll see ya around i guess
you: ok. thank you for the clothes
he smiles and walks towards his group of friends which consists of that brown hair girl, brown haired boy, blonde haired boy, blonde haired girl, a black haired boy, and another brown haired boy. i walk out of the store smiling. could this be going somewhere? could i have a friend or possibly even a boyfriend? my good mood is darkened when i walk out of the mall and see a young boy with his mom. they're sitting on a bench in old ripped clothes. the little boy looks to be around 6, and he's crying.
boy: mommy- i- i'm hungry
mother: i know buddy. we- we can't afford it
my heart sinks. here i am shopping my daddy issues away when these people don't have enough money for clothes or food. i slowly approach them.
you: excuse me?
mother: i'm sorry. we- we will move
she takes her sons hand and begins to stand from the bench.
you: no no your good- i was gonna so if i could buy you guys something to eat?
the little boy smiles but the mom frowns.
mother: thank you but we couldn't possibly-
you: please.
the boy begs his mom and she finally caves. i happily make a conversation with them while we walk to a restaurant right there, seeing as i haven't eaten yet either.
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