Who cares. I'm going in.
I get into the store. Where is he? I walk around the isles, looking down each hoping to see him.
"Where is he?" I ask myself as I turn around to look again. Then I see him. He's walking down the isle, alone. He has on some black khakis shorts and a black tank top. (TBH randomly thinking on calum hood) He has his black converse on and is quietly studying the microwavable noodles. I smile. I walk over to him. Don't let him notice you, just talk to him.
"Dell?" I call out as a question.
He looks over, "Oh, hey," He smiles.
I look at him. What do I say now? "I jus- you- uh." I start getting nervous. I was already nervous. "You-I miss. I-I miss you."
I smile the corner of his lips go up. I feel my face getting red. I let out a huff of hair and avoid eye contact with him.
"Are you okay Ana?" He asks seemingly out of no where.
"W-what?" I ask confused.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah."
We stand in awkward silence. "Well I'll see you again some other time," He laughs.
"Wait!" I yell. He looks at me strangely. "Stay."
"I've gotta go... home."
"With me."
~ I'm Too Shy To Ever Understand You ~
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Anastasia Catts
Teen FictionAnastasia Catts, better known as Ana, is a shy, cute, and smart 15 year old. She attends Elite Academy and lives in a mansion now to her name. Her life would be normal, if she wasn't magical and wasn't half cat. Most of the time she keeps to herself...
