My man

The dressing room

He leans over and kisses me on the mouth. He asks a whole bunch of questions about me, like where am I from, what grade am I in. And Stuff like that, he then asks for my number. I give it to him. He smiles even bigger. I ask him if he can follow me on instagram and Twitter. He says "anything for you babe!" He pulls out his phone then asks for my username I told him, he followed me and like all my selfies. We start talking again. "I really-" the door slammed open, he was cut off by that man dressed in all black that Abby was staring at earlier. He points a gun to both of our faces, and says "gimme your money and no one will get hurt." It is the most terrifying moment of my life.