On the mall

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Sitting in the bus to town I think about my situation. There is one guy who looks at me all the time maybe because he likes me or maybe he just likes to stare. And there is another guy who I love but who doesn't even like me as a friend. He is the type of person who has all the boys around him wanting to be his friends and all the revealing, expensive clothes wearing doll-make-up girls who wanna be his girlfriends because of his looks and popularity. I'm not one of those girls. I love everything about him. I would die for him. I'm the kind of person who waits in the shadows waiting to strike to the spotlight of his mind. Just kidding. I'm too shy and insecure to do that.

Bus stops and I hop out of it to the street. I go to the mall and to the nearest clothing store. I find myself in front of a shoe shelf drooling over some different-colored vans. I choose the black ones. Not even a bad price. Thats my worst habit. I always buy shoes when I'm shopping. They just look so cute like puppies. Who could resist that? I also find a beautiful coral-colored sweater and some tops. Walking to the paying counter I take a pair of earrings to accessorize my sweater. I pay everything and walk out of the store.

Whilst walking I search for my phone in my bag. Just when I'm about to get it from under my purse I bump into someone. I raise my head and see him. His big brown eyes look curiously into mine. Its Luke.

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