Eyes

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Charity's POV

I stood quickly and cleaned myself off.  "I was not hiding, " I claimed, not meeting his eyes.  "I was just getting some air."

He looked at me and tilted his head a bit.  "Whatever you say.  That's fine."

I glanced down at his clothing and realized he'd changed out of his dirty garments into some fresh clothing. Unfortunately, I hadn't been able to change.  I was still covered in dip.

Looking down at my shirt, I realized it appeared as if I vomited onto myself.

"Oh god!"  I attempted to cover my entire chest and torso with my hands.  It didn't work out.

He just laughed a bit.  "Having some trouble? You should probably just go change before you hyperextend your arms trying to cover everything."

I huffed a bit. "I'm glad my shame amuses you.  I'll make sure to write that one in my diary."

"Sorry, but I'm not being mean, I'm serious. Why don't you just go change?" he questioned

I still felt very anxious talking to him.  He is having an actual conversation with me and I'm not stuttering or anything, as lame as that sounds.

"We don't have another change of clothes.  Employees have to keep one uniform clean and that's it," I say, shrugging a bit.  "Basically, I'm stuck in this for a few more hours."

He gives me a cringe worthy look.  "That's going to be difficult."  He sniffed the air near me.  "No offense, but you smell strongly of onion."

I glance down at the shirt again to sniff it, but scrunched my nose in disgust.  "It makes sense.  It was onion dip, but there's not much I can do about it."

He looked back towards all of the other tents nearer to the gala and gestured to the farther one near the stage.  "See that one over there?" I nodded quickly.  "Go over there and someone will be at the tent's entrance as a guard.  Tell him I sent you and then say 'to infinity and beyond.'  They'll give you some clothes to wear."

I looked at him in disbelief, but not at his gesture. "'To infinity and beyond'  seriously?"

His smile faltered a bit at my comment and was replaced by a faint look of surprise.  "I happened to choose that password myself, excuse me."

I nodded.  "Interesting." I felt much more relaxed when speaking to him now, which was not at all what I expected. "Thank you."  He looked at me questioningly.  "For the clothes thing, I mean," I shook my head as I clarified.

His gaze fixed on me and he smiled lightly.  "No problem."

We stood there and just stared at each other, blue gazing into blue. His eyes were so bright; so mesmerizing. There might've been small flecks of gold in his irises, but I couldn't get close enough to tell.

I hadn't realized we'd still been staring before I broke the interaction and cleared my throat uncomfortably.  "I really gotta go so uh...enjoy the event?"

I attempted to jog back quickly, but stopped short when I heard him call out to me.  "Hey! What's your name?"

I turned back and gave him a small smile.

"Charity."

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I'm mad, wattpad deleted all 3 chapters I wrote ahead of time so I could publish ughh.  whatever, here's one so y'all don't remain hungry for a new one.  Here it is, I'm currently writing the next one and I need to make a schedule for updating so this story will be every Friday and the others are TBA.

-Yazmean

Edited by thewandering

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 24, 2015 ⏰

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