I paused.
"Pinball" Vance?
On all the days in the year, he had to be in the general store the day I am.
Vance Hopper had a lengthy list of issues.
His most prominent one was of course his temper.
At my school, his name was so commonly yelled from the principals office that the staff just had to turn on the announcement system and he would already be down the hall.
The principal's office was a second home to him at that point.
Me and Vance had never ran into each other before, thank god.
Those who messed with Vance got a nice knuckle sandwich right in the nose.
Maybe, if I just get my groceries and leave, I won't have to deal with a angry teenage boy!
My idea was simple and reasonable.
Item #1
• Milk
I stared at where the milk was home to.
Guess where...
Right next to the pinball machine.
Shit...
My eyes widened.
I took a deep breath before heading over to the milk section.
Vance was focused heavily on his game.
With every game costing 2 quarters, you were limited to the amount of plays you had. As I scanned the array of milk in front of me, Vance lost his game.
I could tell from the losing noise that would play from running out of playing balls.
Vance grunted deeply, which caused me to turn.
"God, fuck me"
He threw his head back, grunting his words with a low voice.
His sharp jawline, glistening from the overhead lights.
His eyes closed with frustration.
His curly, frizzy, blonde hair thrashed back from his sudden movement.
I was staring for too long.
I was growing, a blush?
No, no, no.
I'm not attracted to Vance Hopper.
Out of all people, Vance?
But God, the way he was looking right now made me get butterflies.
Vance brought his head back to his game.
His hands gripped firmly on each side of the machine.
Imagine if he just looked at me and started vigorously making out with me and he calls me a "slut" while he-
I shook my head with force.
What was I thinking?
My brain was a very dangerous place sometimes.
My horny thoughts were very overpowering at times.
I looked back at the milk.
I grabbed a random jug and held it close to me.
Shit, I needed a basket.
I passed by Vance, acting like I had just not imagined him making out with me.
I snatched a basket from the front of the store and put the milk inside.
I looked up.
Vance was staring at me.
Shit. Did I start my period? Do I have any stains? No, I don't. Wait, can he read my mind? Damn it, can he?
I was creating a long period of eye contact between us.
His shining blue eyes kept me intrigued of his inner thoughts.
He then began to move.
His hands held the machine behind him.
He leaned against it looking me up and down.
Biting his lip, also smirking.
My jaw dropped slightly.
Why is he so hot. Dammit he's supposed to be a dick. But he's hot.
My knees were becoming weak.
I positioned myself up slightly.
I could not let some teenage dirtbag become my main heartthrob.
I continued my shopping trip, trying to ignore the unholy thoughts raving in my head.
I'm 17, so these thoughts would be common for someone like me.
But, they make everything confusing.
I acquired most of my groceries from the store.
Turkey, bread, chips, assorted vegetables, and more.
As I was about to head to the counter, none other than Vance Hopper popped up by my side.
I looked over to my left.
The entrance door's light accented his features nicely.
His side profile was so attractive.
I'm surprised I didn't just melt onto the floor right then and there.
"I see you around here some"
Vance startled me from his unexpected words.
"Oh, me too. Haha"
He looked at me with intrigue in his eyes.
I was observing his body some.
Vance was a muscular boy.
His arms were very toned and nice enough to make any girl drool.
"So, some groceries I see"
Vance glanced down at my full basket.
I nodded in response.
It was odd Vance was being so nice.
He usually was mad at anyone or anything.
"Babes, you doing anything later?"
Babes? BABES?
How did I not fall apart into millions of pieces right then and there?!
"Well, 'babes' I need to do school work"
Vance laughed at my play on his words.
God, why was his laugh so attractive.
"Well, if you are interested, here's my number"
Vance took a slip of paper from his pocket and a pen from a counter.
He quickly wrote his number and gave it to me.
"Call me, babes. You'll be surprised by all the secrets I have"
He looked me up and down once again, walking backwards outside the door.
What in the holy flying fuck just happened?!
