CHAPTER 2 IS UP!!!
"Were are we going!!!" I laughed as he dragged me after him to god knows were. As we ran, well he did dragging me down the street, I caught this old grand ma staring at me with a 'what is this world coming to look on her face' that made me laugh even harder , thinking of crazy teenagers charging down the street.
We came to a halt outside a bright pink shop. I looked up it was called Pink Sexy Star.
Okay now I was confused ..........
I looked up at Rick questioningly??? He just grinned at me. WTF
"Remember when I told, I knew a way to help you if you really wanted this." I nodded at him, grinning slightly if anyone could help me it was Rick. Then I sighed frowning.
A deep emotion took hold of me dragging me down, I felt as if all my hope had suddenly deflated like a balloon. What if I was wrong? What if I wasn't good enough? What if they saw through my facade? All these questions ran through my mind. In my mind I was on a visual cliff, I was ready to jump. But would I fly or fall? That was a question only time would tell.
Breaking out of my thoughts I looked back up at Rick again. He knew me so well; I had voiced my opinion to him countless times before. Reading my expression he whispered softly, so only I could here.
"You'll fly, just believe in yourself." Then he grinned down at me.
"Listen to what I say, in your life expect some trouble, when you worry you make it double, don't worry be happy, be happy now." I grinned at the Bob Marley quote. With that he pulled me in to Pink Sexy Star.
I blinked dazzled by the florescent pink lights shining down on us. When my vision had suddenly come back into focus, I was suddenly blinded again. Everything was neon pink, and I meant everything, it made my head hurt. When I stopped wincing, I took in my surroundings. The shop seemed to some kind of saloon. From sinks to bed head products, pink of course.
Were the hell had Rick bought me?
Now I was scared, was Rick trying to tell me something? I mean I knew he was gay but did he want me to convert too? Before I could ask him.
A man literally popped up in front of us, out of nowhere. To my surprise Rick hugged him. When he pulled back I got my first proper glimpse of him.
He was tall and skinny with skin tight hot pink leather pants with flares that had probably been out of style since the 80's. With a tight fitted white top that said "love is love". Below it out lined a couple, two two gay men in pink. He had long wavy blond hair that was streaked with grey that framed a weather beaten tanned face with nice features. He smiled at me taking me in, I shifted becoming self conscious. He smiled at me more deeply this time his eyes crinkling up at the sides.
Rick came up behind me placing his hands on my shoulders.
"This is Antonia uncle P, now work your magic."
And with that he turned around and left the shop, not looking back once. What he was just going to leave me? Before I could do anything but gape uncle P pulled me into a privet room. It was huge with the same saloon interior but with a cozy, plush lounge. It was all pink but one side of the room wall was paneled wood. Hell, I was probably going to end up colour blind.
He pointed at the couch "Sit." I sat sinking into the couch; he sat opposite me, eyeing me curiously.
"Now how about you tell me your story and I'll see what I can do to help. " I glanced at him unsure whether to trust him or not. But I guess I could trust Ricks judgment.
