<Liza>
I folded the page of my book I had stopped on when I heard the bell ring. I pushed my glasses up and ran out from around the corner and climbed over the counter quickly to make it look like i was standing there the whole time.
The fluffy brown headed boy was back. But it was Monday. He only came in on Sundays.
"Can I help you?"
He looked up from a shelf, with his mouth open a little. A small smile appeared.
"Oh hey Liza," he said walking towards the counter.
"I was just uh.. looking for some... razors."
"Third aisle, first shelf," I said smiling.
He nodded and walked away.
He was sweet, and difficult to read. But I already knew so much about him.
I knew the reason why he took his medicine, and that he has to go to a therapist once a month.
It may sound stalker-ish, but if you had access to files on someone you thought was different, I'm sure you would read them too.
Besides, Mr. Goodson knows I read them. I feel like I need to know these people when they come in, just like Goodson does.
David came back up to the counter with a box of razors.
"Is that all you needed?"
"Yeah," he said smiling.
"7.09."
He pulled out his wallet and change fell out onto the counter.
"Oh God, Liza I'm sorry," he said quickly picking it up.
"It's okay David," I said helping him.
He pulled out a card and gave it to me.
"H-Here."
I smiled and took it swiping it ever so swiftly.
The register flashed red and said 'declined.'
"Oh no. I'm sorry.. I um.. I didn't know th-"
"David. It's fine. Calm down."
He nodded and breathed in slowly. I knew that the smallest things get him worked up. Read that in the file too.
"I got it. Don't worry about it."
"Wait no-"
Before he could finish I swiped my card.
"T-Thanks..," he said shyly.
"No problem."
He took the box and shook it with a smile.
"I um.. I'll see you l-later Liza."
I giggled and waved. "Bye David."
He walked out of the door, the little bell ringing again.
All I wanted him to do was come back.
<David>
"Fucking idiot," I whispered to myself. "Now she thinks you can't pay for your own shit!"
I threw the razors down on the floor and sat on the couch.
"I'm so stupid."
"Why's that bud?"
I jumped back at Alex's voice.
"O-Oh hey man.. I didn't know you were home."
"Yeah they let me leave early, but what's up?"
I shook my head.
"Nothing, I'm fine."
"Dave. I know when you lie. It's alright man."
"Fine. I went to the store and tried to buy some stupid razors so I can shave, and my card got declined in front of the cute cashier there and she payed for it for me and i look like a stupid idiot."
"So you met Liza..."
How'd he know about Liza?
"Y-You know her?"
"She went to school with us David. Her brother is Eli."
"What?"
He nodded.
Eli was one of our friends in high school, and that day the shooting happened, he was shot.
"B-But he never mentioned her."
"Liza lived with her aunt, so he never brought it up."
I looked down at the floor. How could i be so blind?
Thinking about it now, they do look alike.
"Wow.."
"Yeah.."
He patted my back.
"So you like her eh?"
"W-What? No."
"You do."
"I mean I do, but I barely know her. She barely knows me."
"Then talk to her asshole," he said with a little shove.
"Love controls everything, but only if you know it's love kid."
