MARSHMALLOWING OUR WAYS

CHAPTER 10: WESLEY

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I'm standing in front of Cassie's house waiting for her to show up. We've decided to get on work as soon as possible, so here I am, leaning outside my car.
We are going to go shopping, something I apparently like. I know I'm a geek.
We are going for some lunch first where we will discuss some styles, then we'll go to salons and all and then the final part: clothes!
Woohoo!
Suddenly, the door opens and Cassie emerges. She has given up her black clothes and she is now wearing a blue hoodie (in love with hoodies or what?), a pair of jeans and a pair of converse. Her limbs are bare of any jewelry and her face natural. She smiles beautifully when she sees me waiting for her. She holds up her finger as in signaling me to wait and goes inside.
A minute or two later, she comes again but this time with an annoyed kid on her heels.
The kid looks awfully like her except for his hair. He has brown curly hair. He has a  neon bag on his shoulders, which makes him slouch a little.
As Cassie and her brother joins me, her brother raises his eyebrows at his sister and they seem to have a mental conversation. Probably about how cool I look. Ha!
"Hi! Wes, Ron, my brother. Ron, Wesley, my friend. Now get in the car without a word or I'll drop you right here. Get it, Ron?"
"Yes, mother"he mutters.
"Your brother is joining us for shopping?" I ask her.
"Oh. No. We would have to drop him off at his friend's place then he'll be off my back."
We drop Ron off, who by the way is a well-informed kid about various video-games, at his friend's place and head to a diner two blocks away.
"What you wanna have?" I ask.
"Food?"
I side-eye her."Really? Food?"
She laughs."Sorry. Hm. Anything is fine with me. What about you?"
"So. I'm craving these burgers they have here. There quite wild, you up for it?"
"Bring it on, baby."
After our wild burgers (she had three, I had two), we head down to an ice cream parlour.
I look at the menu then at Cassie."I'm having red velvet with chocolate on top. What about you?"
She looks down at her menu, eyebrows furrowed in confusion."I d-don't know. Like,I want vanilla with chocolate but there's also this chocolate one with marshmallows. Which one would you choose?"
"Oh. Definitely vanilla. But for you...Chocolate suits you better."
"Really? Why is that?"
"Oh nothing. Just that you look really stupid," and cute  "when you have marshmallows in your head and milkshake splashed over your clothes.", I say, smirking.
She covers her face, which is red, and says through gritted teeth,"Forget about it, can you?"
"What? No. That would be a crime. I don't wanna end up in prison, you see"
"Bleh!"
She ends up having chocolate with marshmallows. "In love with marshmallows aren't we now?", I ask when she stopped in the middle of the street to go buy marshmallows.
She looks at me and says with a smile," Totally!"
I laugh. This girl.
We decide somewhere in the middle that we'll do clothes first so we can match other things with them.
Cassie stands in front of me awkwardly when I observe her body to find her style.
Awkward? Tell me about it!
She has great body. Almost anything will suit her perfectly. God, she looked good even in that dull hoodie she wears. But she wants something that makes her comfortable. Hmm. This is difficult but definitely not impossible.
I squint my eyes, concentrating on her body, while she looks at her feet, completely red.
She seems to be loving hoodies. We can give her that.
An oversized hoodie, some shorts, sneakers and light make-up. Perfect!
Oh, boy, am I perfect or what.
I turn around, grinning and grab an oversized while hoodie, that has nothing but little cute eyes drawn at the middle of it.
I turn to her and raise my eyebrows. She takes a look at it then feels the fabric. After checking the hoodie out she raises her eyes to meet mine and smiles.
I give it to her to hold and head towards the shorts aisle. I grab a pair of black denim shorts and, practically, shove it towards her. Looks like I'm a bit too excited. I give her a look, a question obvious in my eyes and she nods in approvement. I smile.
I find some light blue, so light that they almost look white, converse that have little golden stars on the sides and hand them to her.
"You got taste.", she says, observing the shoes in her hands.
"Well. What can I say I'm an artist with brains!"
She looks at me, skeptically, as she says " Seriously? What's the secret?"
"Oh, well, I have a past with cheerleaders. You know, those girls who are known for their beauty and style."
"Ah. I guessed that much. I just wanted to hear from you." She takes out a pack of marshmallows from her pocket and starts eating those. How is she not diabetic?
"Well, well, stop eating and go change. I wanna see how good my imagination is."
She laughs, hands me her marshmallows and marches down towards the trial rooms.
I eat those marshmallows, absent-mindedly, until there's only one left and silently curse myself because she loves those and she's probably gonna kill me now.
A few moments later, a girl that looks like Cassie, dressed in white and black, sashays towards me.
If good looks could kill, I would have been dead by now.