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Chap:9:A Strange Encounter

Reyna's POV

Chilies, eggs, bread, butter, sugar, jam, tomato sauce, chocolates, frozen nuggets and sausages, instant noodles and of course a large bottle of..I went through the list as I reached up to grab my coke my hand fell two inches short. Damn it. Why do they have to keep these things so high ? I tried again standing on my toes, almost...almost... Got it ! ACKK !

A kid shot past me , knocking me into my trolley . The coke fell on my toes. OWWW ! To my horror my trolley skidded away and was going to crash into the next person who turned the corner , as I saw a head coming in . I rushed and lunged for the handle but instead slammed with all my momentum head first into the guy who just dodged my trolley. Knocking us both of our feet. Double groans as we both fell on the ground.

That's the second time today I hurt my forehead. I quickly got up and apologized frantically . I gave my hand to the stranger on the ground. Black bangs fell into his eyes , wincing as he opened them, a pair of startling blue . But he pushed himself up and gave me a look of annoyance and walked away. Well too bad I guess, I finally managed to meet my favourite combo and the first impression I give is an accidental murder effort and headbutt him. I sigh in exasperation.

An angry shop assistant handed my trolley glaring. I ducked my head in embarrassment . I stopped and bought some bandages. as I was going to put my stuff on the counter someone put two bars of Mars on it before I could even put my hand in my trolley.

I stared at them , so did the girl managing the check point and then she said " No breaking the line. " The guy raised an eyebrow and stared at his bars, then at my trolley laden with food and then at the face of the girl at the counter as if to say , " Its just two bars chick." He sauntered behind me when the girl glared at him., but not before shooting me another annoyed look, as if I represented all the rotten things of the world.

In line , he started to tap his foot. I let out another tired sigh. I've been sighing too much lately, I sound like an old woman at the brink of death I bet... As soon as I was done , I opened the bandage box, and took one out . Where the deodorant can couldn't leave a mark , the guy's head did.

I got out of the store and started to walk away but a guy stumbled into me. A skinhead by the looks of it. He had multiple piercings in his ears, eyebrows, nose and tongue when he flicked it to lick his lips. A habit I bet. Torn jeans , a faded out some rock band's T-shirt , a chain around his neck . Whoa.. this guy must have loved jewellery, he wore rings on practically every finger !

"Who the fuck ?" he shouted angrily as he fell on his butt.

Apparently he didn't appreciate people staring at him like he was a strange animal who escaped from a circus.

"What are you looking at you bitch ?" he slurred, squinting at me.

"Noth..Nothing" I stuttered. Why is it that things like this always happen to me ? The bastard was also drunk. Just great. Sober bastards were already hard enough to deal with let alone drunken ones !

"Hey ! Akiyama this girl bumped into you ." One of his pals squeaked and barfed. Oh great all three idiots were drunk.

"Oh did she now ? Well what are you doing ? Hurry up kneel and apologize ! Then maybe I'll forgive you. " he smirked and his pals laughed.

"What? Why should I ? For your information, it wasn't I who bumped into you but you who bumped into me ! Maybe if you weren't so drunk of your ass you would have seen where you were walking ! So if there's anyone here who should apologize its you , you ridiculous bastard !" I fumed.