I don't mean to drag you down

Hometown

Jaimes point of view

Mike and I wander the mall for a few hours. We pass hot topic and Mike stops. He looks at me expectantly.

"Did you really just pass this store? This is the best store in the mall and you pass it? Come on Jaime."

For a second I couldn't tell if he was joking or not. Then he smiled and walked into the store. I guess he's more emo than I thought. Mike walks up to a cashier that's extremely shorter than him but still Mexican. He has nice hair and a cute face but not as cute as Tony's. Whoah what I didn't say that pfft.

Mike motions for me to come over. As I'm walking over the small mexican slaps Mike on the arm and blushes. I guess they're dating.

"Jaime this is my older brother , Vic."

I guess I looked a little bit stunned because they both laughed. Can you blame me? He looked like a five year old compared to Mike. Vic looks at me and blushes. I'm confused. Is he gay. Why is everyone in this town gay. I guess it doesn't help that I am too but damn where are the straight fuckers at.

I greet Vic and start to wander around the store. As I wander I can feel a pair of eyes on me but I don't care enough to search for who's eyes. I find myself in the area they keep the POPs. I tried to reach a Clint Barton POP that was on a high shelf but my short self couldn't reach it. The only worker within my eye sight was Vic and he gives me a weird feeling so I decide to look for the fucking giraffe.