Moving On

Chapter 4 " Meeting Drake"

We reached the market and it was not how I remembered it at all. There were colorful banners hanging from each store and the stores were randomly colored. There were lots of people which I wasn't to happy about. I don't do well in small crowded areas. What if someone from school found me and asked me tons of questions? I was worried because one of the main reasons I didn't go to school is because I rumor went around that I pushed Jason off the cliff. I hated everyone because half of them were my friends and they knew I loved Jason with all my heart! Again I fought back tears but one escaped. I wiped before my mom saw and she didn't even notice.

We walked for what seemed like hours. I looked and saw an amazing store. My mom saw my stare and said I could check it out. She handed me some money, and exchanged smiles.

As I went it, I found my self amazed. There were posters of bands I liked, clothes racks filled with my style, and different types of converse galore! It wasn't even packed! A couple girls and guys but not really a lot. I had never seen this store before and I have been to the market many times! I found a rack of clothes I could die for. Hoodies and shirts that were all my size! I was never really in to shopping but I would call this luck. I found 2 shirts, a hoodie, and some amazing graffiti converse. Then as I went to buy it all, I saw him. I had black patchy layered hair with a worn flannel shirt. He had dog tags with things written like love, peace, no war, and etc.. He had worn black skinny jeans witha studded belt that hung to the side. Just my luck, he wore black beat up converse. I approached him with my items. He smiled at me as I continued to walk towards the counter.

Me: This place is really cool. The decor is amazing and I love the items.

What was wrong with me? Why did I start out with talking about the stupid store and  say hi or something else?

Him: Thanks.

Me: So whats your name?

He must think I am a freak! I talk about a stupid store he works at then I ask him his name? I am a complete stranger but not to him, I am a freak stranger stalker girl!

Him: Drake, yours?

Me: Ellie.

He answered! I was full of joy but didn't show it because I didn't want to seem eager.

Drake: Nice name. Ummm... don't take this the wrong way but your done? It was nice talking to you Ellie.

Me: You to.

I felt like a freak! You know what, I AM A FREAK AND HE THINKS SO TO! Ugh... why did I even talk to him! 

I met up with my mom and we drove home.

Mom: So did you have fun?

Me: Yea, I bought some nice stuff.

I propped a smile on my face to make it look like I had a good time.

Mom: Thats good.

We got home and I went to my room. I sat on my bed and looked around my room as if it  was  all new. I felt new to my room but why? I sat there and soon fell asleep...