chapter 4: towns folk

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We walked into town. I realised that most guys were eyeballing my mother wolf-whistling as well, I scoff and catch up to my mother. "okay, so you need to get stationary, a packed lunch ugh I haft to make you one everyday. Anyway, a school coat and a uniform. What? do they think we're made out of money!" she continued ranting as we went to the uniform shop. We were greeted by a grungy young man with a beanie and black clothing, "uhm hello," my mum  stuttered "I uhm we are." I had enough "look mate we just need redguard school uniform, ya got any?" He stared at me and got a dark blue jumper, 3 white blouses, 7 pairs of black socks and a small grey skirt, "If there not your size come back tommorow for a fitting and 11:45 sharp, now pay up and buzz off." My mum grabbed her purse, payed thanked the man and I dragged her out.

We finally reached the stationary shop after half an hour looking for a sturdy enough bag. I collected the essentials but my favourite thing that  bought was a book filled with blank pages, I dont think of myself a good artist but i do like to draw. For lunch we sat outside a greggs, happily munching on a steak bake until a group of young guys walked up to us. "hey babycakes whatcha doing tonight it seems you could use a night on the town" said one of them " you ever thought of two guys at o--," The other got interrupted by his the other one. The third guy stood silent, he was young and around my age maybe a year older.We soon locked eye contact, I smiled and gave him a small wave he did the same back but beckoned me to the side. I was about to introduce my self before he grabbed my arm and dragged me aside, he led me to a dark alley with a door. The boy knocked on it rhythmically and opened it, pulled me aside to a booth in a corner. "Eric, nice to meet you!" his voice was deep and comforting "Monika," I spoke bluntly. "Sorry bout my brothers they love new comers to the town and I handle with the aftermath like restraining orders and all that stuff." Eric continued to chat on about how things worked around here and asking me questions and all that but the one best thing was. His eyes. Dark blue eyes, they say the eyes are the window to the soul but the gateway was closed. 

Very, Very mysterious but cute.

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