This story has sides from different characters. Main characters are Maira, a senior in high school; Erica, Maira's best friend; Eric, Maira's boyfriend & Erica's twin brother; Storm, the boy from Florida.
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(Florida) As I head out to the grocery store, I think about what name I could give her. Damn she's so pretty. I can't stop thinking about her. I know I'm not supposed to be inviting people into my crib, especially since I have no idea who she is and neither does she but I don't think I'd ever sleep tonight if I just left her there. She's too cute to be laying there in the streets of Florida all by herself. I reach the grocery store, park close to the door and step inside. I walk in the toiletries aisle and search for female stuff. I start taking in the names of the pads and tampons. "Always, Stay Free, Kotex..." What the hell is the difference?? I think to myself. Oh fuck it, I'm taking Kotex pads, a hundred of them should be perfect and Kotex tampons, that should be enough. Scented or unscented? Let me just take scented. I put them in the trolly and go a bit further down the aisle. A special on the toilet paper, two packets of 2 ply for $50, not bad, so I take that too. Deodorant, mhmmm, now what would she like? I take two cans of Playgirl, both different scents. I take a can Masculine power for me. Soap!! I need soap, so I take two bars of Lux soaps. I bet you're thinking why a man is using Lux, well stop being sexist. Soap is soap, as long as you just get clean and smell amazing. Ok that's enough. When I'm at the counter, that's when I see that bitch.
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Shit! She saw me. "Hey lover boy" she walks up to me, "I missed you". "Well I didn't" I say irritated. "Who you buying pads for? Your mommy?" She giggles. Damn she's so lucky I don't hit girls. "Get a grip on yourself Bailey damn, you're not my type anymore" I say and before she could reply I got to a cashier and she went back to her trolly. "Rough day?" asks the cashier. "Nothing I can't handle thank you ma'am" I say politely. "Cash or card?" "Cash please" "Thank you for shopping here" "Always" I pay up and leave ASAP. I pack my items in the boot an prepare for take off. I remember she's hungry and I don't cook so I head up to Starbucks and cash us some milkshakes and burgers.
An hour later I pull up at my crib and pack out the stuff. Then I see her come downstairs and I almost choke on my own spit. "Damn, you know how to dress" I say & she blushes. I like that. "Ummm, thanks...what you got there?" She asks and I respond, "Toiletries, you might need these" I pass her the tampons. "I forgot to get panties so you can't use the pads for now" I say hitting my forehead. "It's okay, thanks for everything so far" she smiles. That's the cutest smile I've seen, since my mom. "You mind if we go shopping? It seems like you need some feminine items" I suggest cause now that I think about it, she needs underwear. "If you don't have a problem with it, I just really don't want you spending money on me" she says shyly. She gotta stop being so shy damn! Before we head out cause I know she starving, I ask "Netflix and chill?". "What do you mean by that?" She asks confused and damn it's the funniest but cutest thing ever. "C'mon let's head to the TV room" so we head off and have our take aways with. When we were not even one minute into the movie she looked kinda sad so I wrapped myself around her. "You mind telling me about yourself" she asks. "Well, I'm Storm August" I begin, "A student at the University of Florida, studying Music & Production and Graphic Design. I was accepted at Harvard and Oxford University but I wanted to stay here and I don't do distant online classes. I work as a bartender at The Courtesy on Orange Avenue. I got parents but they treated me like shit so I moved away from them. To be honest, I love them but there's something about them that makes me hate them" I explain to her and she pops up another question, "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Bye the way, where in Florida are we exactly?" "We're in Orlando" I respond. She looks surprised, but I'd be too if I didn't know anything about myself. "My parents will be here around 7 down so I suppose we go shopping" I pick my keys up and she follows me out the door. We didn't even watch the movie but we're done eating. Guess we'll watch it after the parents get here. They're gonna irritate the shit outta me, I can feel it.
