Shameless (A Eminem Interracial story) *Hiatus*

Pop tarts make the world go round

"I can't believe i'm shopping at K-mart at 2 o'clock in the morning for some stupid pop tarts." A woman muttered looking up and down the aisle seeing everything but pop tarts.

"Ah-hah" The woman smiled reaching for the pop tarts that she had been craving for for days. The lable read brown sugar cinnamon which was in her opinion the best thing to happen since sliced bread.

She grabbed a couple boxes of pop tarts and a Gatorade and quickly made her way to the check out.

She wanted to hurry up because her favorite Tv show was about come on and there was no way she was going to miss it twice.

She was so wrapped up in her thoughts she didn't even realize she was about to collide into someone that little did she know she'd never forget.

"Ack!" A squeal came from her lips as they both toppled to the ground and the pop tarts went flying into the air.

"NO MY BABIES!" The woman screamed quickly ignoring the man she bumped into and quickly picking up the pop tarts that landed safely on the ground.

"Oh my Goodness are you okay!?" The lady cooed.

"Yeah i'm fine I-"

"Not you, my pop tarts!" The lady spoke continuing to brush some dust off the boxes.

"Uh, okay..are you alright then?" The guy asked.

"Yeah i'm fine.." She turned to finally look at the guy she bumped into and she couldn't believe her eyes.

"Marshall?" She questioned looking at the guys face who instantly looked nervous.

"Oh no, your a fan.." He went to reach in his pocket ad he quickly pulled out a pen. "Here i'll autograph anything you want, just please don't inform the media i'm here." He begged.

"Fan? Oh you don't remember me.." She realized seeing confusion spread across his face.

"Well that's normal I guess..I really wasn't all that popular in school.." She confessed remembering how High school was for her and her brother who put so many innocent folks through hell.

"School?" Marshall questioned trying to see just who this girl was.

"Yeah i'm Deangelo Bailey's sister..Cynphony." She introduced putting  a box under her arm as she went to shake his hand.

His eyes held recognition as his mouth went agape. "Cynphony Bailey?"

"Yeah that's me..little miss goody to shoes." She shrugged.

"Right, I remember you, you were the really quiet girl who used to get teased a lot until your brother beat everyone up.." He said.

A laugh escaped her lips at how blunt he was.

"Yeah that's my brother..um i'm really sorry how he treated you by the way." A small smile formed at the corner of his lips.

"Nah it's cool..I only got a little bit of brain damage from that rock." He announced his tone playful but I knew he was serious.

"I'm really sorry.." Noticing his  eye twitch.

"Attention shoppers the store will be closing in 5 minutes."

"Oh no, I haven't even paid yet." She sighed looking down at her pop tarts and Gatorade.

"You really want those pop tarts huh?" He chuckled.

"Yeah Marshall you don't know?"

"Know what?"

"Pop tarts make the world go round!" She smiled causing a laugh to irrupt from him.

"C'mon i'll pay for them." He said after regaining his composure.

"Really?" A smile spread across her face.

"Yup, let it be a favor from me to you for not calling the paparazzi." He spoke as he put his hoodie up and tightened for no one could recognize him.

"Your really famous huh.." I asked walking with him to the check out.

"Kinda." He smirked.

Marshall was around the same age as me so that meant we were both in our early thirties. Time as far as I could tell had been really good to him. He looked muscular yet he still looked like that 19 year old running around the streets and handing out flyers to see him rap.

We both made it to the check out and Marshall bought his stuff and mine to which I still didn't see why it was necessary.

We were both walking out the store as we were met with the dark as well as the warm summer air.

"Well it was nice seeing you Marshall.." She grinned happy that she got to see what the white boy who would always get ridiculed and bullied truly became.

"You too Cynphony." He waved bye as he got in his black Tahoe and exited the parking lot.

Little did i know I would be seeing Mr. Mathers again real soon..