Arabella✨

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It's been days since I saw her: Her tired eyes and flushed cheeks, messy hair. I couldn't help but miss her. "Arabella. Arabella Arabella Arabella." It was beautiful.
Walking over to the entrance of the small record store I began to greet a few of the locals that regularly came to the rundown place. I was in a state of distress until I saw her slowly walking toward the store. Mumbling a few incoherent words I ruffled my hair and smirked. Her hair was in space buns, a few strands of hair messily falling across her face, her pink lipstick was smudged and despite her only slightly heeled sandals she still managed to trip over her own feet, she was as clumsy as ever and it was difficult restraining the grin that threatened to reveal itself upon my face.
"Hi." She scarcely whispered the greeting as she walked past me, a trail of the smell of chocolate scented spray left behind her as she walked. "Hi..." I spoke after her as she walked to her usual corner.
She was in the store for approximately 17 minutes and 34 seconds before leaving conveniently only 26 seconds before my shift was over.
I glanced at the exit as she walked out plugging her headphones in and grabbing my bag I followed after the girl, Arabella, that had me so mesmerised.
She hopped onto her pink bike a small basket in which she placed her newly purchased vinyl records and carefully secured her small "just do it" black Nike backpack on her shoulders before pedalling off splashing through a few puddles as she went.
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A/N. Hi I'm not sure if anybody will read this because it's a tad lame and the chapters are really short so far but I'm kind of just trying to get the story started before I get into the good bits? I don't know how long this story will be but tell me what you think of it eh? -O