This is not a love story.
It's about a girl, who no longer wants to shine in the spotlight.
A girl who no longer wants to be the villain.
A girl who no longer wants her husband.
A girl who finally took off her blindfold, and embrace her second chan...
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"Welcome. Welcome."
Don't do it Ava.
I rolled my eyes.
I'm not sorry.
"Well-" Seth scanned another item, "It's nice to know a fellow classmate missed me."
I grabbed my wallet.
He stops scanning and presses his palms against the counter, "Don't tell me." There's always something about his tone that gets much more irritating each time I hear it, and now with the purposely girly pitch, it sounds so much more annoying. "Since threats and a mean voice won't work, why don't I try ignoring him? Eventually, he will stop having fun and move on."
He's good at impressions. "My voice doesn't sound like that."
Seth smiles, "Doesn't it?"
I inhale a sharp breath, "Why don't you do what you're paid for?"
"What are you talking about?" Seth questions, "I am doing my job." He scans another item, "Establishing a good rapport with the local shoppers is very important."
Being born and raised in a small town comes with limitations. Such as, having a certain selection of grocery stores. And this store carries the items my family loves.
"Why are you so fixed on me?"
Seth smiles, "Because we're friends."
I scoff softly, "Classmate? Yes. Neighbors? Yes. Friends? Hm."
"Oh, so we have a label now? Which one do you think is better, classmate or neighbor?"
I rolled my eyes and took out the card. I have a feeling no matter what I say or do, he's going to be a thorn in my side until graduation.
"Or maybe we can be in a-" Seth scans the last item and bags it, "situationship?"
I paused. How does he know that?
He chuckles, "That's not right. Maybe a couendship?"
I know the look in my eyes is far from pleasant. "How-"
"That'll be $50.49."
I swiped the card and he approved it. "Have a nice day, classmate."
With my hands gripped onto the shopping cart, I rolled away. I need to get away and think. Yes, that's precisely what a reasonable person would do. Deep breaths and logical critical thinking.
"Oh-"
Why did I pause?
"And don't take it too hard. I'm sure there's a good reason why Eli doesn't want to see you."
I told myself not to let Seth get under my skin, but the guy has a way of getting under your skin and straight into the nerve.
