The fault in our Target

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My stomach hurted as always because of the hunger. I never even dare to stop the pain but today it was worse than the last days so I quick decitet to go to the supermarket after school and so I did.
I looked through the sleeves and everything I saw was the calorine number.
>>Hey can I help u?<< someone asked. I didn't even looked away from the sleeves and shouted angry: >>No!<<
Okey I was overreacting but I was hungry.
I picked after almost a half hour a peach conserve, this would be enough to stop the pain.
I walked to the Target and put my conserve down. I heard a bep and then how the same voice of earlier said >>Oh u again. That's all?<<
>>What u mean?<< I asked a bit confused.
>>Oh well. U were really long here<<
I looked up to him and meet maybe the prettiest face of a boy I've ever met.
>>Oh<< I just said.
My hand slowly pulled my phone from the pocket to take a snap.
He didn't saw it cause he was focused on the peach conserve.
>>What's your name?<< I asked.
>>Alex...<< He giggled >>Alex from Target<<