I don't like moving, I never had. Growing up in a military family didn't really give one a chance to really form friendships and things of that nature. On top of that I was homeschooled since fifth grade, that really messed up my social skills and m...
Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
"I think that's all the questions I have for you, Miss Nimue, I'm happy to say that you got the job. Come in tomorrow, and Helen will show you the ropes," Max smiled as he held his hand out to me.
When I gripped his hand, I could feel how cold his skin was, not entirely like ice, but as if he had his hands in a freezer before we shook hands.
"Thank you, Max."
Max, he was kind, but I think he could tell I was reserved is what I said, depending on what his questions were, they were common questions like 'Can you tell me a little about yourself?' I answered to the best of my ability without lying, but there were just some questions I couldn't answer. I told him I was looking for a part-time during the day because I worked nights at the comic store.
Once the interview was finished, Max and I left his office, the taller man held the door open for me, smiling as he said 'Ladies first.' I debated on browsing the video section for some older, well newer in 1987, but older in my time, but since I couldn't buy anything till I got paid all I could do is browse.
Looking between 'The Shining' and 'Dressed to Kill' both came out in the 1980s, but I've only seen The Shining. I was reading the back on the tapes when I heard the door buzz, I looked over my shoulder to see David and his boys walk into the store, David scanned the room with his eyes briefly, when he looked in one direction Dwayne, who was behind him looked in the other.
I peaked at Max, the smile he had when I last looked his direction was gone as the teenagers walked past the counter and down the aisle, David and the boys on one side of the store, and I on the other, Max was separating us.
Max turned to the lost boys, from what I could tell it was like he was trying to keep me out of view of them, or it could just be from where I was standing and how tall Max is, I stood at 5'8 and Max was a towering 6'4 or something so, I just kind of disappeared behind him.
"I told you not to come in here anymore."
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David only smiled, I can't describe it very well, but in the old western films whenever the sheriff told the outlaws to back down or surrender. I couldn't help but imagine these big bad vampires sporting western clothing, and I was overcome with the urge to laugh.
I snorted, it was followed by a strangled laugh as I very quickly slapped my hand over my mouth, and I could feel the shutter of another laugh coming. I have never felt more embarrassed, which was a lie because I swear I could feel my face grow hot as not only David, Dwayne, Paul and Marko looked over at me, but so did Max and the few other people that were in the store as well.
I wish the ground opened and ate me.
"There was ah- spelling error on the case..." No one really said anything, David, Paul and Marko had a smirk or smile on their face, Dwayne's eyes were piercing my soul.
I quickly passed the two movies back on the shelve, turned on the sole of my ballet slippered and practically ran for the door. I could still feel the stares, my face was very much burning, and the last thing I heard before I opened the door and booked it was Paul asking 'Did she just snort?'
I hate it when I laugh because I tend to let out a snort that's loud and hurts my nose.
I ran all the way back to Frog's Comics, I pretty much slammed my back into the wall most hidden from the boardwalk view and slid down the wall. Both Edgar and Alan looked at me, Edgar just glowered at me before turning back to the cash register whereas Alan just sat next to me.
"Why are we sitting here?" He spoke up after a few moments.
"You know those guys with the motorcycles, well they came into the store after my interview, and
they had a stare-off with Max. I snorted, and everyone in the store looked at me."
"Oh, well ah-," Alan coughed into his hand, "Those guys with the motorcycles are dangerous, you should stay away from the."
"Okay, and I won't. I'd much like not to relive that embarrassment again," Just thinking about it makes me want to bury my head in the sand.
Alan and I stood up and walked over to Edgar, it was almost 10 at this point, and I didn't know if the brothers ate, I know I haven't.
"Do you guys need me to do something, like get you food or?" anything to change the subject at this point.
Edgar and Alan shared a look before Edgar grabbed some money from the cash register and handed me a ten-dollar bill.
"Chinese food, beef lo mein." Edgar still hasn't warmed up to me, but I still wanted to give him a hug, cause no matter how tough he acted; he was always such a cutie.
"Just beef and broccoli for me, Nimue, use the rest to get yourself something to eat too," the dark-haired brother spoke up after Edgar, "Don't think we haven't noticed that you didn't eat." Once the brother finished speaking, he sent me a smile in thanks as he began to walk towards the back of the store.
Before I left the store I made sure to write down the brothers orders and slipped the paper into my pocket, I made sure to give the boys a once over before I headed to where I thought the Chinese restaurant was. I'm sure it took me longer than necessary, but I got to the store with little stress.
Okay, that was a lie, I was very stressed and worried about getting lost, but I found the restaurant.
I walked in the bell on the door ringing behind me as I went to stand in line.
"Check it, it's the girl from the video store," Feeling a slight shiver as it danced up my spine, turning to look at the male voice, I came face to face, with Paul. He smiled as he threw his arm over my shoulder. He was tall not as tall as Max, but he stood a few inches taller than me the top of my head came to his chin. "Gettin' somethin' to eat their green eyes?"
The other lost boys were looking at me, David, with a smirk and amusement in his eyes, much like Marko.
