How to help a shopaholic (nanowrimo13)

Step 8

Don't let her go grocery shopping

Now I was all alone, separated from the outside wild and without new clothes - or at least to somehow get them. Matty had taken away every chance for me to still go shopping in some way. First he took away all the possibilities to go shopping and then he also took away my magazines, which meant: no way to at least see new styles! It was horrible and I already turned crazy. I mean sure, I still had my old clothes but who was I kidding? They just couldn't be compared to seeing new clothes and styles!

I let out a long sigh and turned off the light of my closet. Then I closed the door and leant my back against it. I thought about any kind activity but nothing came into my mind, especially since Matty was out meeting his professor. Also I wasn't up for going outside since I didn't think I would be able to bear all those clothes and shops around me. I went downstairs and let myself flop down onto the coach. Of course Matty had also cut off all the fashion channels on TV so I was left with some boring cartoons for probably five year olds - at least was the girl telling them that one plus two three was. After a while I actually thought there were funny and decided to keep watching then. About one hour later the feeling of hunger caught up with me and I decided to prepare some lunch. As I closed the refrigerator a jar came into my vision. It had a label on it and after I scooted closer towards it I figured it said 'grocery-shopping'. Inside there must have been hundred dollars or so and immediately my heart filled with desire and joy. I was about to turn away from it when I abruptly stopped in my tracks. This jar was full of money! Sure I wouldn't be able to spend it while going shopping but it was supposed to be for grocery shopping. Nobody said I couldn't buy myself things for lunch! And grocery shopping was somehow shopping! At least the word itself said so since it included 'shopping'! I quickly change into another outfit and grabbed a bag before placing the bills in my purse and heading over to the door.

Once I left the apartment a happy smile reached the corner of my lips and I even did a little jump full of joy. I was happy: I finally got to go shopping again. I mean sure I wouldn't buy the newest styles from Tory Burch, Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Dolce&Gabbana and co. Yet shopping was shopping right - at least in some way! I abruptly stopped in my tracks when I figured I had no clue where I was actually going. Sabrina would always do grocery shopping or I would hire somebody to do the job. I guess there was no point in my life that I had spent in a grocery store - at least it wasn't marked in my memory. I sighed and pulled out my phone. When I was just about to search for a grocery shop near by though, the idea that Matty probably had also blocked those sites I let out a long, annoyed sigh. Rolling my eyes I turned around and searched for a passant nearby. To my own luck an old woman was right behind me so I flashed her my most friendliest smile - I didn't want to seem rude in front of an elders - and asked "Excuse me, madam. Could you please help me? I planned to do some grocery shopping but I just figured that I have no clue where a market could be." She gave me a confused look for a second but then flashed a smile back "Sure, darling. See there is one just down this street. It is really easy to find, since it is quite big and has nearly everything you can wish for!"

"Thank you! Have a nice day" I responded and got a nod in return.

Anybody else out there loving old people as much as I did? 

I quickly made my way down the street and a few seconds later I was right in front of a supermarket. As I entered the door cool air hit me and the smell of fruits and other food filled my nose. I grabbed a cart and made my way through the large isles of food. I wasn't really looking for anything special, yet Matty had to believe I was. I never was that much of a cook but there was one recipe I remember my grandmother had taught me. It was called apple purée and we would have always eaten it with vanilla ice cream when it was still hot. I went over to the fruit part. It was obvious to me that we still had apples at home but I would just explain to Matty that we needed that one - special kind of - apples. After grabbing about fifteen apples I went over to the drinks and grabbed a bottle of apple juice. Not all that was left where cinnamon and vanilla sugar. After placing the last ingredients in the cart the feeling of satisfaction - because of the shopping - slowly came up, yet it wasn't enough to please me. Who knew maybe it was my last option to go shopping for a week and a half! So I walked down the isles again grabbing whatever seemed interesting to me. By the time I was done the shopping cart was full and I was happy to be clever enough and take all the money from the jar with me. I made my way over to the checkout point to pay. After I had placed all the pieces on the counter and pulled out my purse the feeling I desired so badly slowly started. "That would be 150$, please!" the cashier said. He was about my age and gave me a friendly smile. As I handed him the bills he mustered me for a second "Wait! Aren't you Samantha Tomson? Sure you are!" I raised an eyebrow before answering "No shit, Sherlock! If you don't mind asking: and who are you?" He gave me a confused look before apparently remembering that he didn't introduced himself yet and flashing me an apologetic smile "I am sorry, lovely! My name is Ky Stewards. I am the best friend of Matty Tylers!" I rolled my eyes "Don't you ever call me lovely or any other nicknames again! My name is Samantha and nothing else!" A smirk appeared on his lips "I see, we are a bit bitchy, playing hard to get, huh? Don't worry, that's exactly what I like about girls." I couldn't stop an annoyed sigh from escaping my lips "Whatever, would you just shut up and continue doing your job? I have somewhere more important to be!" He nodded and started scanning the pieces. Suddenly he looked up, yet not stopping his movements "Wait, aren't you forbidden to go shopping or something?" I gave him my best innocent look I had "Well technically yes, but I needed some things for grocery shopping and nobody was at home!" No it was his time to let out a sigh "God, Matty is going to kill me for helping you! But okay, this time you will get through with it. Not the next time!" I flashed him a smile as he handed me the two heavy bags and then walked out of the store.

I managed it!

"Hey hold on a second!" I suddenly heart a familiar, breathless voice coming from behind me after I had walked for five minutes or so. I turned around and faced Ky who seemed breathless from all the running. He had changed from his working clothes into some pair jeans and a white plain t-shirt. "What do you want? Did I forget to pay for a piece?" I asked and gave him a confused look. A shy smile appeared on his face and I had to admit he seemed kind of cute. Slowly it came into my mind that I never really cared too much about Matty’s personal life and I suddenly felt bad for that.

I mean when I didn't even know his best friend!

"Uhm no actually my shift was just over so I wondered if I could help you carrying the bags. I mean they are kind of heavy and, uh..." he trailed off. "Sure, that would be lovely!" I flashed him a smile and tried to be as friendly as I could be at this moment. Matty after all had shown me that people from Brooklyn weren't that bad so there was no need to treat them like I used to. "I hoped, Matty was at home. I haven't seen him in a while and I also wanted to explain to him the whole grocery shopping thing!" I rolled my eyes. Sure somehow I - or we - had to explain the whole thing to Matty but I wasn't sure if I could trust this Ky-boy in that case - or in any! "If you insist to do so! I mean I didn't think about a really good excuse yet so I guess you could be helpful!" He flashed me a smile and took both bags "Great! Then let's go." Since I wasn't one to follow other people around I quickly walked in front of him and tried to walk as fast as I could without running because I didn't want to be alone with him for too long - even though we were in public so technically not really alone. "So I didn't mean to flirt with you that shamelessly back in the store!" he began. "Uh, don't worry it is fine. I mean sure you didn't had the kindest manners but I believe I deal with it" I answered. "Let me try to explain my behavior to you though?" he asked and without waiting for an answer he continued "So I am kind of new to this whole thing. I am actually really really bad when it comes to flirting - as you probably have already noticed. Yet I wanted to give it a try when I saw you especially because I knew Matty knows you and because he is always encouraging me to give it a try. Well but it came out the completely wrong way and the reason for this might have been that you gave me the "cold-shoulder"-treatment, I don't know, and I wasn't prepared for this reaction so yeah." I decided to stop his prattling "It is okay, in case you didn't understand it. I am used to it and actually you trying to be liked all cool and stuff and because of that looking really pathetic was kind of cute!" His eyes lit up "Does that mean you would date me?"

Whoa where did that come from? 

"Uhm I will think about it, okay? I first need to ask Matty if you are a decent guy and stuff. And of course I have to ask my "super awesome, amazing coach for permission" I laughed and made a weird high pitched voice at the description of Matty. This got a chuckle out of Ky and for the first time I recognized that he looked actually really good.

Why was I always recognizing things like that so late?

We arrived in my apartment and I showed Ky where he could place the paper bags. Then I asked him to have a seat on the couch and offered him some of Matty's cookies. As I was about to sit down next to him the door opened and Matty appeared in the doorframe his always cute smile on his lips. Once he spotted me and Ky together on the couch though his brows pulled together in confusion. "Hey... guys. What is going on here? Did I forget my birthday or something?" he joked and I couldn't help but laugh at this. "No! I just happened to run into Ky while... while" I trailed off. As Matty turned around to the kitchen he frowned "Why you went grocery shopping!" My eyes widened and my heart picked up a faster speed "I can explain this! Just please don't be mad at me! Or Ky. He didn't notice it was me until I had already checked out." Matty faced us again but instead of meeting an angry face like I had expected to he chuckled.

What the hell?

"Why... why are you laughing? This is not one of those situations where you don't know whether you want to laugh, cry or shout? Where there are just too many emotions to decide for one?" I asked carefully. Ky besides me nodded in agreement and we both watched Matty as he made his way over to us still laughing. He shook his head "Don't worry guys! I am fine. I am not mad with you Ky because of course you are my best friend but I cannot expect you to do my job. And Sammy you are simply hilarious! I mean I was sure I took away every single opportunity to go shopping for you, but yet you always find a new one. And you are really attached to going shopping if you are even okay with going grocery shopping. I mean you doing grocery shopping? Honestly that was the last thing I could ever picture!" At this we all laughed and you could practically see the relieve lifting from Ky's and mine shoulders.