3:15 PM: Somewhere in Manhattan...
"Crappy, stupid weather," I muttered, kicking the snow in front of me. There really shouldn't be this much snow; winter had only just started.
"Come on Ayra!" Anissa, ten feet in front of me, called. I tried to speed up but I almost slipped, so I just told her to wait up. As I caught back to her pace, she began speaking.
"They said there's a major storm coming. Isn't that cool?"
Only she would think something as fatal as a snowstorm would be cool.
"Yeah, maybe we would even get frostbite!" I joked.
She laughed as we crossed the street to the grocery store.
''Remind me, why we are grocery shopping in this weather?" I said, grabbing a cart.
"Well, there might be a black out," she said, dropping some batteries and cocoa into the cart. "It's good to be prepared."
I nodded and went to explore by myself.
Going to the fruit section, I saw a lot of colors and went to the melons. I held two up to my chest.
"Look at me. I have big boobs." I said quietly to myself. Yeah, I'm immature - so what?
"Nice melons" a silky-smooth voice said from next to me.
My head snapped in his direction. There, standing tall, dark, and holding my heart was 'Mr.Yeahicouldplayprofessionalfootballplayerandbeasupermodelsowhat?'. His hair was dark and there were streaks of brown in it. It was so sexy and smooth. His eyes were green, and he had the cutest lips; pink and plum - just so kissable.
Oh crap. I'm staring, aren't I? How stupid of me. Quick, say something witty and clever.
"Uh... erm..." And the world ass award goes to Ayra Ranye. Jeez! "I - I mean, thanks, I picked them out myself."
Nice save.
Thanks.
I'm being sarcastic.
Oh. Jerk....
"Fruit innuendos are so sexy." He drew out the word 'so' and placed some strawberries in his cart.
"I guess so." I said, looking down.
"So, you come here often?" he said in a seductive voice.
I blinked. "To the grocery store? The place where you buy food? Yeah, you can say that."
He chuckled and went to get more fruit.
I looked around awkwardly, and then I spoke up. "Well, this has been successfully weird. Nice meeting you... Creepy fruit aisle guy" I said, walking backwards with my melons still in place.
"You can call me Nate!" he shouted after to me.
"Trust me, I won't be calling you!" I called back.
Clever
Really?!
Yeah
Yay
Note to self; cut out the mental conversations.
Got it
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3:47 PM
"Anissa, this is for a snow storm. Not the apocalypse," I said as we walked out the store - a million bags in hand.
"We have to be prepared for anything," she said pressing those street light buttons - which never work in my opinion. After a minute of pushing she gave up. With a huff she stood and waited.
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How I Literally FELL Into Love |Complete|
General Fiction*Completed Novella* What would you do if you had to spend the night in a hospital with a cocky doctor who you can't seem to escape from, a crazy best friend who continues to get you into awkward situations, and reoccurring power outages? That's Ayra...
