《 Ballet 》~ kian1392

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the hot weather of North Carolina hitting both siblings as they enter a crowdy grocery store. she had found a dollor on the street and they were looking forward to buy something to eat. The store was full of things, as far as her hazel eyes could see .pim was watching around with eagerness, his sister said that he could pick one thing and he was super excited. but for him, it was hard to choose one out of all things there. She knew she couldn't afford buying two things so she had to steal their lunch,even though she hated to do this because she hated being cheated on and she hated lying.

She looked around herself to make sure no one was watching . and grabbed a pack of candy.

on another world, but two minutes or so before the stealing, a boy grumbled. never in his life time have he thought one day he would be doing the grocery shopping of his mother. so when his mother said 'can you please go to the grocery store and do some shopping?' he answered a solid 'no'. but of course she forced him. He had rolled his eyes and mumbled 'typical moms'. He came anyway,rolling down the streets with his black audi. His baby, his words not mine. While he was looking for those stupid things his mother wanted, his eyes landed on a girl.

Very average- he thought. His eyes went wide when he saw the girl grab the pack of m & m's and put it in her bag. Is she a freaking thief?!. Again his words not mine.

    'What are you doing?' he questioned in a high pitched voice, making all the heads in the store turn around . This time her eyes went wide. She waited till people went back on their business.

           'none of your business' she whisper-yelled at him, then she started regretting it, what if he's the owner of the store?-she thought. But then he doesn't seem like an owner of a store!he's too young and looks terribly filthy rich according to his leather jacket. She sighed and started looking for pim worriedly . where the hell is this kid?- she thought. But stopped walking by the same voice,

        'I can tell the owner you're stealing' the messy light brown haired boy Said making her cringe.

                  'you can't,you don't have any proof' she shot back . He smiled in response.

       'oh, I do . Your bag' she immediately digged her hand in her bag trying to hide the pack of m&m, her hands reached a soft thing instead that made her heart do a flip flop . It was her ballet shoes, she couldn't work in a gym . she was working in a coffee shop; that means she can't learn to dance like one of those perfect ballerinas. she just remembered. that doesn't matter though,I have a job right?- she thought and nodded mentaly . quickly coming back to the important subject here.

She looked at the guy proud of himself and started talking.

        'now you-'

                       'but of course I wouldn't do that' two things happened at the guy's statement.

First, she let out a loud urgggh because everyone seemed to cut her off today.

Second,she found pim, and while she was hugging him for dear life she thought why not?let the third thing happen.

so she thought about what the brown haired guy had said, but why wouldn't he tell the owner she was stealing food?Because of the pity?

                             'and why is that?' she asked going near him . He shrugged.