DENIM ➣ FILLIE

12

"More than you know, princess."

Sadie got dropped off, and we drove back to Finn's house, and got out of the car. "There's nothing to do."

"That's what you think, princess." Finn said, walking inside the cold house and flopping onto the couch.

"That's what I know, denim boy," I said, looking in his cabinets to see if he actually had anything decent to eat. (If anyone comments dick I'm blocking your aSS)

"Well, sometimes, there's more than you, princess." He suggested, flipping through TV channels.

I took a seat next to him. He suddenly looked at me. "Have you ever robbed someone? Like, a gas station or something?"

"No, I'm not an awful person." I said, defensively answering the simple question. The worst thing I've stolen is a pack of gum from Sadie.

"Guess that makes me one," He shrugged. "Wanna go be an awful person with me?" He jingled his car keys in front of my face.

"I'm not stealing anything more than five dollars, because I don't wanna have to rack up a huge bail amount when I go to juvenile detention." I said, following him as he walked out the door and into his car.

"Pedro's Gas Station?" He asked, as he turned the key in the car's ignition. "They have great candy bars that fit in your pocket."

"Okay," I shrugged, buckling the seatbelt across my torso. "I'm not doing it by myself, though."

The drive to the gas station wasn't too long, and we arrived within three minutes. I've never been to Pedro's, but it was much less than I was expecting.

The doors haven't been cleaned for ages, and the front which I guessed used to be a pristine white, had turned into a dingy gray.

"I know the guy, Pedro. He's also an Uber driver on the side. He would never think I'd steal a thing." Finn whispered to me as we drew closer to the door.

We entered and like the classic gas station, a tiny bell rung as we entered the door. "Hey, Finn!" The man who I guessed was Pedro, greeted.

"Hey, Pedro!" Finn said, walking into the candy aisle with me following close behind. "Okay, now listen to what I'm about to say very carefully."

"I'm gonna kiss you, and push you up against the candy aisle. While my hands are supposedly grabbing your waist, I'll be taking candy. It's like a stealing tactic." He finished.

I nodded. Suddenly, when I wasn't even given a warning, his lips forcefully grazed against mine. I could feel his hands behind my back reaching for candy bars. This was pure genius.

He broke the long kiss, and patted his pocket that made a plastic sound. "Oh my God, you awfully wonderful person," I said, placing a peck on his lips.

"And another trick, is that you buy something to make them think that you're not stealing." He whispered, taking a 25 cent item and placing it on the counter.

"That all for you, Finn?" Pedro asked, swiping the item across the barcode scanner. Finn nodded, and retrieved the small item from Pedro.

"Thanks so much, Pedro!" Finn waved, as we exited the small gas station. "Have a nice day!" We walked to his car.

"And here it is," He said, pulling the candy bar out of his pocket. "A chocolate bar for the princess, also known as, Millie."

"How sweet, denim boy, how sweet." I smiled, as he handed me the candy bar. "Thank you lots."

"No problem, princess. I wouldn't do this again if it weren't for your happiness, be sure you know that, cutie."