(Mar. 2013)
"Come on, Blaze! Just a few more minutes! Mommy won't even be here until five, and it's 4:30 right now!" A short, obviously black-haired-dyed boy pawed at his twin brother, who was blonde in difference.
"Whatever. This place is just so depressing...." Blaze repeated, though the only thing his eyes were locked on was a quite tall feminine girl across the store, rocking white laced up boots, and a black jumper, contrasting with her pink hair, that totally but awkwardly went with her olive, tan skin, but it looked terribly great on her. It was the first time Ashton had ever been to Hot Topic, and he wasn't going to let his preppy older -by 5 minutes- brother Blaze, take that away.
In a corner, a short black haired girl with a very tall, older boy were arguing about a shirt, and probably how they were going to purchase everything they wanted with their money.
"Just put the My Chemical Romance shirt back, Conner! You already have two!"
"Two's not enough, Cassandra." The tall brunette protested, his smirk disappearing as the short female bashed her fist into his chest.
"Say that again, see if you'll walk out with an arm!" She threatened, struting away to the socks, where the pink haired teen girl was.
Kayta, the pink haired girl, moved aside, admiring the shorter one's determination to reach some pikachu thigh highs, but she just couldn't seem to reach them.
"Need help?" Kayta's voice was softspoken, and sounded like a woman who would work at Victoria's Secret or something.
Cass shook her head, but moved away to let the taller girl reach them down, and hand it to her. "Here you go! Shorts and a sweater would be cute with that, you know?" Kayta suggested, giving off a warm smile.
Cass shrugged and took the socks, nodding up to Kayta.
"You're very tall..."
"Hah, I know....maybe it's because your short, yeah? It's cute though... Ah...!" She stopped suddenly and shook her head, looking away from Cassandra. "In a girl way, not...."
"Homo? Heh, don't worry. You're probably straight anyways, right? My friend Conner, over there..." she pointed over to her friend, who was now conversing with a pair of twins, probably arguing about Fall Out Boy getting off hiatus,"he's gay as hell, like, his boyfriend dumped his sorry ass because he was obsessed with this place. I'm half homo, but yeah, I get it. No worries." The short girl laughed and nodded herself, glancing up at Kayta.
Kayta, now shocked and slightly out of her color range, and now a bright red, struggled to string her words together. "Er...no...that's not..." She pointed to herself, and grabbed her left breast with her other hand. "I'm...boobs...titties....them...vagina....girls...me.." She sighed greatly. "I meant I'm a lesbian, okay?"
Cass smirked and nodded again, giving a sly grin. "You're pretty cute, you know? Conner and I are going to a party on Friday, and...it'd be nice to have another girl to fuck around with..." she paled suddenly. "I meant making him jealous..."
Kayta giggled and nodded. "Just give me your number, I'll totally come though."
Cass smiled back and nodded, taking out her phone.
Damn, she's probably great in bed, and she smells good too!
"Oh my god, Ashton! Just pick a damn shirt, you fucking fat ass!" Blaze growled, crossing his arms as he leaned against the wall.
Ashton frowned and shook his head, walking away, with his head hanged down.
"Woah! You okay?"
Another boy's voice was heard, grabbing small Ashton in his arms.
"You weren't looking." He laughed, quickly putting his hands back at his sides.
"I'm sorry....I didn't see..."
"Get that hair out of your cute face, alright?" Conner grinned lopsidedly, pushing Ashton's hair to the back of his head.
"Uh....y-yes..I'm sorry...."
"Will you stop flirting and pick a damn shirt?!" Blaze called out, stomping behind his twin, glaring up at Conner.
Ashton nodded and looked back down, staring at his shoes. "H-he was just showing me how to know what shirt will fit m-me...Blaze.."
Conner nodded quickly, and grabbed Ashton's arm. "Come on, friend! You want that Paramore shirt, don't you?!"
Ashton blushed and smiled somewhat, mouthing a 'thank you' as he was pulled into a dressing room, the door locking behind the two.
"Who's that prick bothering you?"
"He's my...my brother...twin...brother."
"He's obviously a typical white boy." Conner huffed. "You're cuter than him, and you don't even show it!"
Ashton blushed brightly and sat down on a chair. "I-it's not like that...Blaze is just...he...he gets mad a lot, but he's good."
Conner was buying it, and he knelt down next to Ashton. "I'd like to see that, but I'd also like to see you again...hey! I have an idea! Give me your phone number, and I'll text you tonight, maybe we can meet up again one day."
The blackette grinned widely. "Okay! Here, put your number in my phone, I'll text you when Mommy picks us up!"
"....How old are you? I'm just wondering."
"Oh! My name's Ashton, and...and...I'm 15 now! So....Blaze is 15 too..."
He nodded. "Sweet, I'm 17, and I have a friend who might like your brother." He paused for a moment and stood up. "Shit...Marcus!" He exclaimed, patting Ashton's head slowly. "My friend is out there...and he's kinda a lunatic, so...I'll text you, okay? Or...you text me, alright?"
Ashton nodded slowly, and smiled again as he watched the tall brunette walk out of the dressing room, leaving a bit of happiness and hope in his heart.
