andy is wondering why on earth she ever does favors for ju-ju. she nevers gets anything back, and as always she winds up publicly humiliating herself.
like right now.
50% of her body is in the shelf, her arms stretching to reach the sideways dog food bag shoved in the way, way back; leaving her ass on display for every wal-mart customer to view. of course it was the last bag of 'the only kind banana eats, i swear'.her face is burns as she hears footsteps, thanking god for her skin tone and the fact her face couldn't be seen from in the shelf anyway.
"uh, do you need help?" a deep voice calls to her.
"uh...hold on," she responds while pushing herself off of the shelf; her ankles feeling as though they might break when she lands. she turns and is eye level with a striped t-shirt; gazing upwards, she sees a familiar, loopy grin.
"hi, ross," andy giggles, scratching her kitchen.
"hey...andy, right? with matty at mars the other day?" he questions.
"yup," she confirms, not holding back a large grin. why should she? matty's friend with the nice bass not only knows she exists, but knows her in relation to him. him, him, him.
"do you..." he begins, pointing at the shelf.
"oh! yea, yes please. that bent up one in the way back?"
he nods and lets out a huff as he stretches his arms out and grabs the sack, dragging it out. she bites her lip as he sets it in her cart with a loud rattle.
"thank you so much. seriously, i would've been in there for, like, three years," she lowly spills, knitting her eyebrows as she places her hands on the cart.
"no problem," he laughs, crossing his arms,"y'know, he hasn't stopped talking about you."
"really?" she whispers, as if the magic of that fact would be broken. ross nods his head, running a hand through his hair.
"whatever y'did that day seriously got him hooked on you. it's insane," he explains. her knuckles are turning pale as she grips the cart far too hard. her head is spinning, and everything feels gooey 'cause he is hooked on her. after the luckiest night of her entire life, this miracle beyond her wildest dreams occurs.
"wow, didn't think i was that cool," she nervously chuckles, eyes darting from the bag up to ross.
"think again, then," he smiles, backtracking. he turns around completely and speaks again."gotta run now, but s'pleasure seeing you."
andy is waving even after he's out of sight. her head won't clear, and she won't try to stop it because wow. matthew healy feels something for her. and it isn't bad. her real life fairytale keeps getting chapters added to it, and andy can already hear the blue club's reactions when she tells them about her unlucky-turned-fantastic- wal-mart trip.
'it's insane.'
she looks down at the dog food again, and is really glad that she does favors for ju-ju.
