"Aurora, can you come down here for a minute?" Aurora's mom called up the stairs, and Aurora sighed.
"Yeah, coming mom!" she shouted back, and paused the game she was playing. She got up slowly, ran a hand through her auburn hair, and quickly tromped down the stairs to greet her waiting mother. "Yeah, mom?" she asked.
"I need you to go to the grocery store and pick up milk, bread, and apples. Here's the money," she explained, handing her daughter twenty-five dollars.
"OK," she agreed, seeing that there was no choice.
Aurora had to walk only three or four blocks to the store, but she really wanted to get back to her game, so she took a shortcut. As she turned to corner to walk through an alley, something caught her eye. Two somethings. Cocking her head in curiosity, she slowly stepped towards the two round objects. Reaching out a cautious hand, she ran her palm across the smooth surfaces of the strange objects. They were about thee same size of her thigh, in both length and diameter. One was red, while the other, laying on it's side, was green. Aurora picked up the green one, testing it's weight, and felt it surprisingly heavy against her arm. She was carrying a backpack to hold the groceries, which would come in handy for carrying the strange things. She was assuming they were rocks for the time being. Aurora scooped the rocks into her back, hoisted it onto her shoulders, and walked on.
When Aurora got to the grocery store, she thought that her bulging pack might look suspicious, so she set it behind an empty ice machine right outside the store. Stepping inside, Aurora was glad for the blast of cold air that greeted her, and immediately headed towards the milk isle.
"Milk, bread, apples. Milk, bread, apples," she repeated to herself so that she wouldn't forget.
After she paid for the food, she walked quickly outside to retrieve her pack- only to find the town's gang of boys pawing through it. Aurora glowered; her Saturday had just hit rock bottom.
"Get away from that!" she shouted at them, walking forward briskly. One of them looked up, sneered at her, and started pulling out it's sparse contents. Now Aurora was really angry. She set the bags down on the ground, careful to place them in the shade. With an outraged roar, she charged the four boys, taking them by surprise when she kicked the leader in the side. "I said, get away from that!" she screamed again. This time, two boys jumped to their feet. Aurora punched the first one in the jaw, dodged a kick from the second, and snatched up her bag. She raced across the parking lot, scooped up the groceries, and rushed inside the door.
"Ah, back again, I see," said the snooty man behind the register.
"Just... Cooling off," she responded awkwardly, and peeked outside. The gang was shouting something, and raising their fists, buts Aurora knew she was safe in here.
A few months ago, the gang had come in here and tried to shoplift candy bars by 'hiding' them in their pockets. The manager had called the police, who gave them a restraining order to keep them out.She knew that wasn't just a rumor; she was there when it happened.
"I'm in the wrong places at the wrong times," she muttered to herself, and looked around the store for something good to buy with the leftover money she had. After making sure the gang had left, she picked out a Wotcha-Ma-Call-It candy bar, (No joke that is the real name), and headed home.
When she arrived, Aurora ran to the kitchen and put everything in place quickly before bailing out to her room.
Aurora took off her backpack, and dumped the two discolored stones onto her bed.
