The Cold Hearted Girl

Chapter 7

Angela's POV

While, I was walking around in the mall I saw a little girl and boy, they looked almost like ten years old.

With a hand they were holding each other's hand and with the other they were carrying a bunch of shopping bags.

They looked soooo cute.

I will ship them together when I know their names.

They were struggling with the shopping bags, but they still didn't let go of each other's hand.
I'm sure those two love each other very much.

I reached them and lowered myself to their level.

"Hi cuties," I told them.

"Hi," the boy answered bravely, while the girl was trying to whisper in his ear, but she failed miserably because I could hear her next words.

"Our brothers told us not to talk to strangers," she whispered while taking glances my way.

"But she doesn't look like a bad girl," the boy told her.

"But our brothers will be mad," she said looking afraid.

"Guys you know I heard everything?" I told them.

"What? How can you hear us we where whispering," the girl asked me shocked.

"Well," I thought for a moment to answer her but nothing came to my mind,"because I don't know."

"Guys you two looked like you were struggling with the shopping bags, and I thought why not help them?"

"Can you take us to our brothers, we are lost," the girl said.

"But first I will buy you two ice cream, and then we'll start searching for your brothers."

"Okay," they both said at the same time.

They looked at each other and giggled, and that made me smile.

We started moving after taking the shopping bags from them.

"Wait, what are your names?" I asked them.

How can I be so dumb? The first thing that a sane person would do is asking name and look at me taking them to an ice cream shop without knowing their names.

Oh God oh.

Help me with myself.

"Mine is Bryan and hers is Cassandra. What about yours?"

Oh my God that boy is talking better than me.

"My name is Angela," I introduced myself.

"Nice name," Bryan said.

"Thanks, yours is way more nicer than mine,"

I looked at the girl and she looked a bit sad, but I didn't know why.

So I wanted to say something that will make her smile.

"And Cassandra's name is the nicest," I said it with a big smile.

"Thank you," she said with a blush.

After walking a bit we reached the ice cream shop.

"What flavors do you want?" I asked them.

"Both our favorites are chocolate, so we want chocolate flavor." Bryan said.

"It's my favorite too!" I said excitedly.

I don't know what I was excited about, and I didn't even bother to think about it.

I bought three ice creams for us, and went to a nearby table with them and sat on it.