It was not in the plan

Chapter 10: Careful Observations

A/N
This chapter isn't meant to offense anyone. /AT ALL. If it does offense you, im really sorry but please remember it's all fiction and they are judging people basically on how they look. I have nothing against any of the types of people mentioned in this chapter and I'm sorry if it in any way offended you. It's a bit of a short chapter because it's a filler"
Lots of love and chill pills
Lisa_Desi_Dawn_
"People judge you on how you appear, they don't let you know that but they almost immediately look at you and internally judge you. It's instinct" Henry said to me as we strolled in the mall.
"Like this girl" he says raising his eyebrows in the direction of a girl with a short skirt and a crop top that could be called a bra with writing on it to us normal girls. Her stilettos clanked with every step and her hair had endless red curls cascading down her back. She batted her green eyes at Henry as he walked past. Pretty was an understatement.
"Hello" she muttered lowly and attempted sexily to Henry. He smiled in return and winked.
"Sup girl" he said, he grabbed my hand ignoring the death glare the girl was giving me and we walked forward. Once we weren't in sight of the girl anymore, he let go of my hand.
"She spells out slut"  he said bluntly. I frowned at his words.
"Just because she dresses that way, doesn't mean she is one" I said defending the girl who mentally slaughtered me two minutes ago. "You never know, don't just assume"
"That's true, but she wants attention, The skirt was short, rising up and showing her butt everything she walks and if she were to bend down. Well then you know" he said honestly. "Her top was barely one at that, shows her rack perfectly. Not that I'm complaining of course."
Before I could say anything else, he motioned to another person.
"Look at him, walking here in a mall is social suicide " he said glancing at a guy with thick black rimmed glances, black wavy hair that was badly cut, a checkered shirt that was black, blue and orange. He wore shorts that had pink, brown and white specks.
"Social suicide" he stated as a couple of girls walked past him and gave him horrible looks.
They looked at him like he was a piece of trash. No one should be treated like that.
"I feel shame for him" I said, "but also maybe that's all he can afford. Maybe-"
To my dispair, as I was speaking the guy pulled out a silver iPhone 6S and typed on it.
"Well now we know that isn't the case" he said, glancing at me with an amused expression.
"We have to speak to him" I said .
"Why?" He asked, frowning.
"Because he looks so lonely" I said, before he could protest. I grabbed his hand, enjoying the feeling of our intwined hands and dragged him to the guy.
"That's not my problem" he muttered as we stopped right infront of the guy.
"This is why you aren't popular, you don't speak to people who are below the social ladder and never climbing up" he whispered to me.
"Shut up" I said hitting his chest.
"Hello" I said to the guy. He looked up from his phone and looked at our hands.
I let go of his hands, feeling a slight burn on my cheeks.
"You're taken" he stated, his voice was high pitched.
"Who? Me?" I asked shaking my head. "I'm-"
"Oh aren't you?" He smiled, his teeth crooked.
"No she's taken, by me. Aren't you baby?" Henry suddenly said. He put his arms around my shoulder protectively.
"What are you talking about?" I asked honestly,ruining his whole act.
"Baby, you don't have to be embarrassed" he hummed.
"What the he-" I started glancing at him confused.
"Okay" the guy said looking at us weirdly, "so um what're you guys doing here?"
"Well- I think I recognized you from somewhere, what school do you go to?" I said giving the first excuse at the top of my mind.
"South Riding" he stated.
"Oh, mmm that's nice. Sorry I mistook your for someone else" I said. "So what's your name?"
"Frank" he said slightly distracted.
"So Frank-"
He glanced at someone behind me and frowned.
"Please move out of the way- you're blocking my view" he interrupted.
Henry and I moved to see a group of girls eating at a restaurant called Tashes, they were laughing softly amongst each other.
"Now that. Is so hot" he said suddenly.
My frown deepened and Henry gave me a I-Told-You-So-Look.
We walked away from Frank The Pervert and headed to observe more people.
"look at him" Henry gestured at a man who looked in his late twenties, he wore a silver tux that looked tight on him. His black shoes shiny and he clutched his brief case tightly as if there was something precious in it.
"Business man" he said.
"Probably" I said nodding, suddenly a giant guy with a hairy chest bounded into the mall, he wore khaki shorts that were loose on his hips and no top, he had a corn dog in hand and a Coke in the other.
"He shouldn't go without a top like that" Henry commented as the sweat dripped from his forehead. The guy stopped by the bench. Eating his corn dog, pieces of it hanging off his mouth.
I looked away, spotting a girl standing outside a shop. She had a tall frame, her long brown wavy hair tied into a pony which was loose. She had black glasses.
"Hot" Henry stated.
"She looks savvy" I mentioned.
"She's adroit" Henry commented.
"To what?" I shrugged, "you don't even know her"
I stopped, as he wiggled his eyebrows. What he was suggesting popped into my head and I shook my head.
"Gross" I said to him "you are a disgusting human being"
He rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna go talk to her"
"Fine, just leave me alone in a mall of people I don't know why don't you" I said.
"Go hang out with Frank" he called over his shoulder and I shook my head furiously.
I sighed, trying to find a bench to sit on. I sat down at an empty bench and pulled out my phone.
"Temple Run huh?" Someone asked me suddenly.
"Yeah" I muttered not bothering to look up or else it would cost me to loose.
"Cool" he said, "you're really good"
"Mmm thanks" I said jumping over the fire.
I smiled to myself as I beat my personal high score.
"So" he said awkwardly, he stopped when his phone rang.
"Ciao mama" he said suddenly, he had an Italian accent which rolled off his tongue easily. I stopped looking up. My breath caught in my throat.
Blue bright eyes, brown messy hair, great choice in clothing. I stopped myself from fangirling on the spot.
"Sì" he said nodding even though she couldn't see him. "A-"
The person on the phone spoke fast, and the guy nodded. "Alright mama, arrevadeci "
"Sorry about that" he said. He glanced at me, a smile on his face.
"It's um it's okay" I said nervously, my words caught in my throat.
"So- who are you waiting for?" He asked me.
"A friend" I said, I thought of those words as soon as they had left my tongue. Was he really a friend?
"Ahh and where is this friend of yours?" He said, he had a dimple in one cheek.
"Flirting with some chick" I said shrugging aimlessly.
"What an wonderful friend" the guy chuckled.
"What's your name?" I asked him.
"Daniel" he said holding his hand out "and yours?"
"Uh Violet Snow" I said.
He smiled "I love your name"
"Thank you" I said to him.
"So-" I started but was rudely interrupted by Henry coming back and frowning at me.
"Let's go" he said.
"Rude, I'm talking to this nice-" I started but he cut me off by pulling me to my feet and yanking me forward.
"Let go of me you, jerk" I said shrugging out of his gasp and crossing my arms.
"Let's go" he said gesturing to the car park.
"Why?" I said stopping in my tracks causing him to sigh impatiently.
"I've got places to go and people to see" he said . I sighed knowing fully well he was doing me a favor. "Bye Daniel"
He waved and showed me his dimpled smile for the last time.