GROWING PAINS

SEVENTEEN

I furrow my eyebrows, "You brought me to a boutique?" He nods, "Trust me, everything will make sense later on. But for now, pick out uhm I don't know, five items of your choice?"

I hesitate but quickly decide it's best I pick my own clothing as Brandon is holding up the shortest dress he could find.

"What do you think?" He ask hopeful, I shake my head. "Perhaps something longer." He nods and goes on a mission to find something else.

Just then the door opens and I turn around. Brandon whispers in my ear, "She's the designer."

I nod, "What she doing here?" He smirked, "I called her." I glance up at him as he winks at me.

He walks up to the beautiful female with brunette hair and black shades on.

She smiles a huge toothy grin as soon as she sees Brandon. She pulls him into a long hug.

"How are you? I haven't stopped by in so long since I've been so busy with new designs back at my office."

He chuckles, "I'm great, how are you?" She nods and smiles, "I'm good." He nods, "I've got someone for you to meet."

Oh gosh, here's my intro. The female nods and removes her shades.

Oh. My. Gosh.

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Thomas and I are currently dancing but he abruptly stops.

He gasps, "Woah, whose that?" I turn around and glare, "I don't know."

I notice how beautiful her dress is, kind of similar to the one I wanted to wear. It's a beautiful dress.

I turn around and see that Thomas is already all over the female, who looks to overwhelmed, by his presence.

She searches the crowd for someone but her eyes stop looking when they land on me.

Sarah.
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She hesitates, "Savannah Brain?" I nod, "Wow Sarah, you look amazing. These clothes are amazing."

She blushes while nodding. "Thank you. Brandon, can I talk to you for a moment, alone?"

He glances up at me, and I nod. He shuts his eyes and nods then follows Sarah into the backroom.

I continue browsing until curiosity gets the better of me. I silently walk over to the closed door and I press my ear against the door.

Sarah sighs, "Brandon, why did you bring her here?"

She's crying.

Brandon pulls out, what seems to sound like a chair and says slowly. "Sarah, she's also just human. Besides what happened in High School is in the past. She's a new person now, in fact I think you'd really like her now."

Sarah chuckles bitterly, "Of course you'd say that, you've been in love with her since what? High School?"

He sighs, "That's not my only motives. Bes-" She cuts him off, "Oh, yeah, really? Brandon she practically tortured me with her words. I cannot explain how much her words affected my life. It's taken my years, I mean literally years to come out of my shell. Now that I'm happy and ready to be confident and self-loving she reappears into my life. All thanks to you."

Brandon remains silent. She proceeds to say, "I was in a solid relationship with this guy, you don't know him. I wouldn't allow him to compliment me or to love me, because I thought I wasn't worthy. I ended things with him, because of what she made me believe way back then. I had such a poor and negative view on life. How do you just expect me to toss that pass behind me? If that's what you want me to do than that's completley inconsiderate and ignorant of you."

He sighs, "Sarah, you need to hear me out. I'm not expecting you to just do that. I want you to just give her a chance, talk to her at least? Try, and get to know her. I swear that you'll be surprised."

She sighs.

I glance down at my dress. I notice that my face is damp, great now I'm crying.

I feel a light tap on my shoulder which makes me jump. "Miss, I need you to please step away from the door."

I sniffle and nod, "Sorry, I uhm was just..leaving." The female takes in my appearance but manages to nod.

I sigh as I place the items of clothing on the counter and walk out.

I see a cute coffe place and I make my way over there.
Once I've settled with my coffee I allow the aroma to fill me up.

Once I've indulged in my coffee, a human plops himself in front of me.

Brandon.

Brandon places the boutique bag next to me. I sigh and remain silent.

He reaches for my hand, but I flinch. His eyes are magnetic, and I find myself attracted towards him as I look up.

He cocks his head to the side, "I'm sorry." I shake my head, "I'm sorry."