Sirens Don't Drown

Singing, Luring, Taking.

That bracelet looks cool.

I thought to myself as I looked through the dirty brown glass cage separating me and the sexy spiky bracelet.

I want it. 

And as soon as I thought it, I smoothed my brown hair, even though a Sirens' appearance never changes, as long as the Siren doesn't want it too. A youngish boy, around 16, with an emo'ish style, but bright blonde hair that contradicted it, came over to try to sell it to me. I knew his type. Angry, sad, for all the wrong reasons. Working at a Gothic store in order to make a point. Rebelling against his parents, probably trying to convince them to change his hair color to black, even though the blonde complimented his green eyes very well, and he probably would go against their word and dye it anyway. All in all, rebellious, going through that phase of his life. Yet all I could focus on, was how good that bracelet was going to look on my wrist, and how confused about his sexuality I was going to make him.

"Checkin' out that bracelet?" The boy said, in what seemed like the deepest voice he could conjure up.

"No... only what's in there." I said, letting my eyes wander down towards his sagging pants.

"Uh... uhm... well... that's not for sale." He said, confused, staring into my eyes.

"Oh! Hahaha! You're funny." I said, staring right back into his eyes. His eyes started to melt, and so did his composure. He stood up straighter, wiped the hair out of his eyes. This was too easy. I slowly wiped my hands down his cheek, ending at his chin, forcing him to look into my eyes, even though he already was.

"Well, maybe, you can reach into that glass box, and take me out what I can buy." I lured.

"Sure... whatever you want." He said, in what was seemed to be his normal voice. Like I said. Too easy. I had him melting in my hands.

"And maybe, just maybe, you can give it to me for free." I said, trapping him.

"Well I'm not supposed to do that...."

"For me?"

"But I can make an exception." He said, caving.

"While you're at it. I'm dying of thirst." I said, finally breaking eye contact, and tracing it over to his soft-drink.

"Anything." He gave me the drink, and unlocked the case. He pulled the bracelet out, and handed it to me, after taking the tag off.

"Thanks, babe." I said, leaving.

Well he was easy.

I thought to myself as I slid the bracelet on.

Huh... doesn't look that good on me.

And with that, I tossed it away. What did I say?

I get everything.

And with that, I sipped my drink, and left.