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"Part two tomorrow"
Lol yeah it's not finished... but I assumed y'all would like this?
I'M SO EXCITED FOR THE BOOK! I'm still working on it!!!
Also.... I'm not crying from the scomiche kiss. I didn't go out to lunch to celebrate. And I definitely did not sob into my partners arms when I saw the video.
For sure. It didn't happen. Definitely. I was very chill and I didn't really care at all.
***
"Call him! Call him! Call him! Please please please! Please call him! I'll cry if you don't!"
Kirstie said excitedly when Mitch showed Kirstie the paper.
Mitch wasn't expecting her to be so happy, but apparently she was.
Mitch shook his head slightly with a pout. Kirstie rolled her eyes.
"You have to! Please!" Mitch sighed and with hesitation, put the piece of paper in his pocket, quickly dismissing the entire thing and wanting to go to bed.
Kirstie groaned in annoyance and stopped pestering him, returning to the kitchen. Mitch smiled at the thought of a boy giving him his number. Boys didn't show lots of interest in him, but this made him happy.
He sighed tiredly and took his high heels back to his room where he got ready for sleep.
He drifted into sleep that night thinking about what could happen if he decided to call him.
The boy that calls him Princess.
***
The next morning Mitch woke up to an empty house. Kirstie had left for work early and Mitch hated being alone.
He decided he should go to the mall and do some shopping for Kirstie's upcoming birthday. Now was a good time since she wasn't with him.
He got dressed in a flowing black silk shirt, ripped jeans and silver platform shoes that his mother sent him. She was very fashionable.
Mitch grabbed his phone and put it in his black bag -more like purse- and grabbed his keys. He left his house and locked the door behind him, nervous and excited to he going out without Kirstie.
He did do a lot of things on his own, but shopping by himself was always difficult since he was always afraid of needing to ask someone for help.
Although the last time he did a boy paid for his sweater, so maybe he could he brave again.
***
Mitch definitely loved spoiling Kirstie.
They joke around that Mitch was her sugar mama, even though she bought him a lot of stuff too. He already had two large bags filled with gifts for her. The bags consisted of clothes, stuffed animals, jewelry, and weird things he found that she would laugh at.
The last thing he wanted for her was a blue sweater. He remembered seeing one when he got his sweater, but he wasn't sure of it was still there.
In italic font the sweater had "crybaby" on it. Kirstie was a fan of Melanie Martinez, so he knew she'd just freak out.
He recalled the last time he was here a smiled a little to himself. He walked past the shelves and kept his eye out for the perfect sweater.
Upon searching, he got interrupted by a boy.
No, it wasn't Scott.
"Hey." Mitch's attention turned to a a man. He was a little taller then him. He had dyed silver hair which didn't look trendy, but damaged.
He had brown eyes and freckles covering his face which Mitch liked. But he was also wearing weed socks so Mitch instantly stopped his interest.
Mitch didn't care if people smoked, but seriously? Weed socks?
