𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒔𝒕.

𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺..

The movie was pretty long, when we got to the theater the previews were just ending. Even though we were just sitting next to each other holding hands it felt amazing.

Outside of the mall, the bookstore was across the street so we walked over, we had just come inside and looked around at the signs.

"What genre do you like?" Xaria asked me as we went up the escalator towards the fiction books.

"I like contemporary r-romance, rom-com, manga, a-and a little bit of fantasy," I told her as we arrived on the second floor.

"Okay, so how about you pick me out a book, and I pick you out one, and we meet at the Starbucks right there," She pointed at the small cafe in the corner. "And switch out?"

I loved that idea.

"Okay," She smiled and made her way over to the shelves, "W-wait, what genre do you like?"

"I like a little of everything, just pick something you think I'd like." She disappeared leaving me standing in front of the escalator.

I stood in the same spot blinking twice.

How the hell did I get here?

Someone behind me cleared their throat and I jumped, moving out of the way and walking the opposite way Xaria went.

I was in the YA section, and utterly confused about what to get her.

Xaria liked the color purple, and clearly earth tone colors, the likes to draw, she loves animals I assume, she's a sucker for good music, but she also likes me.

Walking a little deeper into the YA section I went towards the F's and found one of my favorite books from when I was around fifteen. It was Suicide Notes by Micheal Thomas Ford.

When I picked it up I thought about explaining why I'd get her this one. It's about a kid who lands in a psychiatric ward after trying to slit his wrists, but it's not just about that. It's also about him figuring out who he is, his sexuality, and overall accepting his past.

It's one of the major reasons I loved it. Along with the fact that I have a poem from the book as a poster on my wall.

But I decided to keep it and keep walking along with the books, I didn't want to just get her one book, I also couldn't help myself.

When I rounded back around I found another one of my personal favorites, unlike Suicide Notes I have at home. I've probably read it over 100 times, it was writing and post-it notes sticking out the sides.

I put down Suicide Notes and replaced it with The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky. It also happened to be my favorite movie, and no matter how many times I watch it I always end up crying.

This book didn't need explaining and I hope she hasn't ever heard of it before because then it takes the specialty out of buying it for her.

Once I decided I'd be giving her this one I went over to the vinyl hoping I would find my favorite song from the movie on vinyl here.

After looking for 10 minutes, and even mustering up the courage to ask a worker she told me that they didn't.

I hadn't seen Xaria since she disappeared, I had bought the book and rode the escalator back up to the second floor.

Walking over to the Starbucks I saw her sitting down at a table by herself, the paper bag sitting on the table with two iced coffees in front of her. She took a sip from one of them and looked up as I sat down.

"Hey, find anything good?" She smirked and I smiled as I sat down across from her, I sat the paper bag on the table next to hers.

"Y-yeah, I hope you like it."