Save Me

shopping

"Were do you want to go first?" Frank asked me as we entered the mall. Things were all getting set up for Christmas. I shrugged, I haven't really ever gone to this mall. Or any mall really. There is a thing called shopping on the internet. Proves to be very effective. "I don't really care that much." I said. We had started strolling. There were so many places that I I had never even heard of before. The place was huge!! Like no joke it was like four stories. "Let's go to the food court then. School lunch is not exactly filling." Leo said. I chuckled, "I agree, school lunch sucks." I followed them as we headed to werever. I saw several people from school as we walked. Every last person was openly staring at us. Even some people I didn't recongnize. I felt like everyone was staring. Suddenly Leo picked me up from behind and I yelped in suprise. He lifted me onto his back. "You okay?" He asked. I made myself confortable on his back. "Social Anexiety, I'll be fine." I answered. I tried to ignore the prying eyes. "So were did you live before here?" Jack asked. I sighed. "I lived in Alaska. Middle of nowere." I miss Alaska. I miss what I left behind. "Just you and your mom?" Frank asked. I didn't answer. "Why did you leave and come here?" Jack asked. I was staring to reget my decisions. They were going to press until I told them. "Let's just say I miss it. Living in the middle of nowere. Seeing a bear outside my window. Though sometimes change is a good thing. I wouldn't move back." Not after everything that happened. These triplet boys are so curious. The way they react to everything I say is strange. I never had many friends in the past. Okay I had one friend. That was a fox. Okay maybe I don't know anything and I'm just the weird one. Yeah that's it. "Were you homeschooled?" Leo asked. "Yeah, every couple months we got someone to fly everything in. Things that we bought online or needed. We lived mainly off the wild. But my parents... um, wanted me to have a proper education. I case I wanted it latter." Man I seriously slipped up. Parents is plural. Meaning I had both. I'm not ready to talk about it. With anyone. Thankfully for me they decided to just drop it. "Welcome to the food court." Frank said dramatically. I hadn't noticed that we were now surrounded by about twenty different restaurants. "Any requests." Leo asked as he gently set me down. I look at each one going in a full circle. Then my eyes set on one specific place. "Ice cream sounds nice." They chuckled and I blushed. "I does sound nice." Frank stated. We casually walked over and I immediately became overwhelmed with all the options. Why is there more than fifteen types of ice cream? Why are there five different types of cone? What is a cone? "Nitorian what do you want?"  Jack suddenly asked me and I jumped having been freaking out on there being way to many choices. "Uh I'm not actually hungry." All three boys looked at me skeptically. God why did you make me a terrible liar. I sighed giving up. "I don't know what half of these mean." They looked confused. I just said ice cream cause I had it at the Dinner and I liked it. I shook there heads than smiled. "That's okay. You liked the chocolate milkshake so you should like the chocolate." I mentally kicked myself. I should have figured I like the chocolate ice cream. The cashier was giving us a strange look as they ordered. It wasn't a mean look though. But I had no clue what it meant. Maybe pity. No I've seen that look before. Finally we were all  handed our ice cream and I discovered what a cone was. Besides the literal mathematical term. I was a weird dried bread that held the ice cream. It tasted like vanilla. "How come you've never had ice cream before?" Frank asked. Well the secret is out. Not that it was actually a secret, person in my mind. "Back in Alaska ice cream never made it before it melted. Yes we could have made it on our own but we didn't want to. So on holidays or birthday my mom would always make a variety of baked goods." Man I really liked ice cream though. It was so sweat and cold. It wakes me kind of wish that I went threw the effort of making ice cream before now.  You know the best thing about ice cream. No waste. You eat the whole thing. I finished mine first. Though no brain freeze. We had continued wandering threw the mall. I suddenly saw a very interesting store. Hot Topic, interesting. I spotted a... no way. I rushed in. A star wars phone cover. "Chewy!" I exclaimed as the boys caught up looking confused. Until I showed them what I found. "What is that?" Jack asked still confused. I was a Chewbacca and Han Solo phone cover. "Star Wars man, you seriously need help." I teased. They chuckled. I need this phone case in my life. Han Solo should have been gay. But he isn't so I have to rely on Po and Fin to make Star Wars gay. I finally looked around the store. Everyone from every fandom must shop here, now so do I. My mom was right I do need a new jacket. The one I was currently wearing barley made in to my wrists. So I found an Attack on Titan one. The boys seemed to like it. It was weird though. They insisted on paying for it and the phone case even though I had the money for it. I gave up after a few minutes. Then reluctantly we returned to wandering the mall. I returned to thinking how strange it is that they are able to take down my walls so quickly. But I guess my walls were against the people that hurt me. Then they come around and are so nice to me. I can't help it. And maybe it will hurt me latter but I don't care. Call it me being desperate or whatever but all I want is for someone to care. For someone to notice I exist and care, and right now they're doing that.