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I keep hearing this buzzing sound. I sit up and realize it's my alarm. I stand up and head htowards my closet. I pull out a pair of skinny jeans and a pink sweatshirt. I walk over to my vanity and put mascara on and a thin line of eyeliner, I have bright blue eyes so I don't need much makeup. I put my hair up in a ponytail and head downstairs. "Kaci?" I hear my mom say from the kitchen "yeah?' "Will you go to the store and get me milk please!" "Sure". I grab the keys and walk to my car. Right when I start it my favorite song comes on, Back to the shack by Weezer. Something about that song just makes me happy. Before I realize it im already at the store. I walk toward the back of the store and grab milk, on my way back to the check outs I end up picking up Hot pockets, Oreos & some cake mix. The thing I hate the most about shopping is the check out lines, they really need to open more than just 4 check outs. I put my stuff on the counter and pull my purse out to pay, after I'm done paying I start to walk to the exit but stop at a claw machine I bend down to put a quarter in the slot and a hand grabs my butt, I turn around and punch the guy in the face then kick him in the nuts before even getting a look at him or asking him what he wants . He falls to the ground in pain, I guess all the karate lessons paid off. I crouch down and take his phone "what's you password?" "1234" I type in the numbers he gave me and go to his call log, the last person he called was Luke, whoever this Luke guy is I'm calling him. After 7 rings he picks up.
"Hello?"
"Hi, um so I am at the store and this guy, I'm guessing he's your friend, he grabbed my butt so I punched him and he looks pretty hurt, he's lying on the ground"
"And what am I suppose to do about it"
"Are you his friend"
"Obviously"
"Maybe come pick him up?"
"Why"
"Because he's hurt why else"
"Whatever, stay with him till I get there, I'll be there in 5"
"Okay"
And with that he hangs up. He did not sound American.. He had a, Australian accent maybe..?
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I sit down by the stranger in which I still don't know his name. Maybe I should try to talk to him? I grab his arm and start shaking it. He lets out a painful moan. "Oh c'mon it didn't hurt that bad"
"Yeah actually it did"
"Wow way to be a man"
"If you just got punched and kicked by a total stranger that happens to be a girl you'd be laying here too"
Yeah, I'm 101% sure he's Australian.
"Hey! I'm not the one who grabbed your butt, it's called self defense. How do you think I feel! I was trying to win a teddy bear for my little sister and your over here grabbing my butt, and I think you are staying on the ground because 20% is pain and 80% is embarrassment because you thought I was just going to let you touch my ass!"
I was getting pretty mad at this point. I don't even want to hear one of his stupid excuses. After a couple minutes of silence he speaks.
"Hey look, I'm sorry for grabbing your ass, you bent down and I just went for it. I'm not the kind of person you think I am, I have a girlfriend!"
He raises his hands in defense.
"Yeah, and I have a boyfriend, O-oh wait till he finds out about this" I let out a sinister laugh. I can't help it, I'm going to tell him. My boyfriend is the QB for our schools football team, he's the best known jock. I on the other hand am a cheerleader, I get all A's and I'm shy at school but when you grab my butt out of nowhere, especially when you are a stranger I'm going to let you have a piece of my mind. I take in the guy in front of me, I could tell he was going for the I'm-a-badass-i-don't-go-to-school-because-im-to-cool-too look. I laughed a little.
"Why are you laughing"
Did he really just ask me that. That made me laugh even harder.
"Seriously why are you laughing"
"Look at you!"
"What about me?"
"You look like a badass but you sure don't act like one"
I waved my arms around him curled into a ball on the floor of Walmart. I started laughing again.
I look at my phone and see that it's 12:30. I left my house at 10:00am. I have been gone for 2 hours! Where is this Luke kid!
"I'm asking the same thing"
I guess I said my thoughts out loud.
"Well look at this fine lady we have here"
I jerk my head up and see a blonde, his hair was up, he had his lip pierced, he had light blue eyes, he is wearing a flannel and black skinny jeans that look to tight.
"Michel, this little darling is checking me out"
He looks to the stranger who is now sitting on the floor the same way I am then he looks at me.
"Shut up Luke lets just go"
So the blonde is Luke and the red head, and when I say red head i don't me orange hair I mean straight up bright red hair.
The stranger- Michael stood up and started to walk.
Luke was still standing in front of me. I started to get up.
"Well, I'm Luke, and your name is?"
"I'm Kaci"
"Well hello Kaci"
"Hi"
"Here's my number"
He handed me a piece of paper.
"Why would I want this?"
"Just text me when you get home or whatever, we can be friends" he smirked then jogged away to catch up with Michael. I pick up my groceries and walk to my car. There is no way I am texting that Luke guy.

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