XVIII. shelves

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20th of march, 1985.
3:09pm.
college halls.

your pov.

"god, i didn't believe practice would actually be fun..." i admit, today i had to go over my script for the first time, get my measurements for the costume and learn the first scenes. i really met some ace people there. "i told you it would be fun!!" damon smiles. we were heading home after a long day, and i just really couldn't wait to relax and just go somewhere with damon. but something was in the back of my mind, and i couldn't help but worry. "i can't believe whole london will see you and me." i speak up. not to mention, some scenes will be a shock to people. "don't worry love, soon enough you'll love all the eyes on you. but you're still mine!!" he adds jokingly, and i smile as we stop in front of the college.

"where are we headed? where do you want to go?" damon asks me as i shrug, thinking. "can we just quickly stop at my house? then we can go anywhere you want, really. i just need to leave my rucksack there." i say as he nods, "we will stop at mine then too." he adds as i also nod in agreement. me and damon made plans on the spot, but they were always good plans. we even think about the consequences, like when my parents come home. i usually have the key because i come home first. they come home 'round 9 pm.

we first stopped at damon's house, then at mine, just to leave our stuff there and have a sip of water and whatnot. we still quite didnt have a plan for the next destination, but damon needed cigarettes so we stopped at that one cornerstore first. good start, i have to seduce the same worker every fucking time. we head inside as we both widen our eyes to see a new worker. we look at eachother in worry. "good day." the very young lanky lad says as we greet him back, god, what now. what nooow?! damon is still looking at me, but an idea hit me, so i wink at him and approach the cashier.

"what happened to walter? he usually works around this time." it was a good thing i remembered his name. "oh, he retired... old chap, i suppose." he nervously replies. he looks like a nerd, a sore loser with no life. "what?? NO!? - I MEAN... what a shame..." damon replies, he was quite in shock. "what's your name?" i ask the cashier, smiling and resting my head on my fist, leaning onto the counter. "henry! i just got here yesterday... are you two familiar with this store? i work alone, and it's quite confusing cause my boss is never here. he showed me some things yesterday and just left. i'm still very confused on when my shift starts and when it ends..." he sighs. as i said, pathetic loser. probably lives in his mum's house for financial support or something. "yeah, henry, this is our favourite shop..." i smirk at him, making him nervously smile back. damon knew what i was doing, so he just smiles as well.

"what do you like, henry, what are your hobbies?" damon asks, striking up a conversation with him. "well, i like playing on my lcd handhelds, listening to music... not much really... maybe reading comics too..." he replies, god what a nerd. smartarse. i lean closer to him, "music..!! tell me more..." i seductively say, making damon giggle. "i- i like, uh, a lot of bands... mostly the cure." he replies as my eyes widen. "the cure, you say! wow, i like henry more than walter!... now that i think about it, you look like robert smith, god he's proper fit... doesn't he look like him?" i lie, he looked NOTHING like robert smith, a pure fucking insult for rob. "the resemblance is there." damon replies as i smirk, trying not to laugh. i see henry blushing. "blimey, t-thank you..." he says. me and damon were holding on for our lives trying not to laugh.

"no problem, now, tell me, favourite album?" i smile, once again leaning closer, making some stupid fake sexual tension with him and he gulps, probably the closest he's ever been to a woman, other than his mum of course. he nervously giggles, "the album is a naughty word-" he giggles again. god he's weird. "oh you mean pornography? good album! do you have it on cd?" i ask, almost laughing. "no, i-i just borrow it from my friends..." he replies. he has friends??? "well, y'know, henry, they do sell some cds here, so, wanna see if they have some pornography cds for you and me?" i say, emphasis on pornography, just to make him fired up. "yes!! yes sure!! lovely!!" he quickly stands up and follows me, as i quickly whisper to damon; "jackpot. get me some skors while youre at it love.". he gives a reassuring nod as i turn back to look at that poor henry chap. god, he's never going to get girls...

he was just awkwardly smiling at me, i could already see droplets of sweat appearing on his enormous forehead, i turn my head back because i don't exactly want him to see me chuckle at him. i don't want to seem rude, i'm just here to waste his precious time. i'm doing him a favour here, really. hanging out with a fit bird who likes the same music as him? god if i were henry id be drooling, oh wait...

we arrive at the cd isle in seconds, i have to act dumb, dumb, crazy dumb for damon to have enough time to steal things. the cds were organised in alphabetical order and there was a letter above each shelf, i had to play smart to act dumb, so i quickly walk over to the "s" section. "hmm, it's gotta be somewhere here, i swear i've seen it!" i say, rummaging through the shelf. "i think- i think we should look at the 'c' section... i mean it makes more sense- i... i think." he nervously goes back to the beginning of the isle. i run over to him, hugging his arm. "oh henry, please! trust me! i know where it is!" i fake a desperate voice, knowing he would fall right into the trap. his arm is shaking completely. he gulps pretty violently.

"-i mean, i-if you know this place better, i can trust you..." he suddenly replies. he follows me back to the "s" section. i'm going to drive this guy insane. i look through the same shelf of cds once more, knowing well that no sign of the cure is here. "blimey... it's gone... but i reckon it must be at the 'p' section then!" i don't end our false hope. "b-but we could just quickly take a look at the 'c' shelf!" he attempts to go back to the beginning of the isle once again, but i stop him and place my finger on his mouth seductively, kind of just telling him to shut up. his lips are so dry, jesus. i might need to cut my finger off to avoid disease after this. "no, no, shhh-" i quietly speak to him, "-henry, last time i saw it, it was here, not at the beginning, ok? now let me look here." i move my hand away, so i can use it to rummage through the shelf.

as i was dragging my finger across the cds, i was hoping the absolutely horrid bacteria from his mouth would wipe off of me and go onto the cds. "shite, not here. i am so sorry henry. you might find it at another shop, aye? good luck with that!" i smile at him as i head back to the register. "but- we could've- just!... god." he quits his complaining at this point and just follows back to the register, and goes behind it. i had nothing to buy, so it was awkward. we just sort of, stood there. damon was already out, it seems.

"where's the bloke you came in with?" he asks, oops, maybe he's smarter than i think. "ah, typical andy. if i'm not with him for three seconds, he gets mad and leaves, yikes, innit?" i laugh, giving damon a completely different name. "andy? is he your boyfriend?" he raises a brow, worried. get a grip mate, jesus. "no no!! god no! he's me younger brother, he's all clingy and annoying- all that younger sibling business, you know?" i roll my eyes, hoping i can end this conversation soon. how does this wanker believe me at all. "...i see. so are- are you single?" he pops the question that i knew he was preparing himself for this whole time. you did it henry!! you asked a girl if shes single!! but you'll get rejected!! i hope the bloke can learn from this...

"oh!" i gasp, rolling up my sleeve, looking at my casio, "-won't you look at the time? lord i'm late for uh... basketball practice! yeah- uhm- yeah sorry mate, i have to run, good luck with the cd, yeah? cheers!" i run out as fast as i can.

i'm not, in fact, single at all.

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