by erika! Wed Oct 06, 2010 7:43 pm
Two
The phone rang three times before Samantha picked up.
“Hey, what’s up Berks?” She answered.
“Hey want to hang out today?” I asked. Since I had blown Asher off, I had nothing to do and I might as well go ahead and hang out with Sam like I had told him.
She paused for a second probably thinking if she had any other plans.
“Sure, I’m free tonight. I’ll meet you at your house in an hour or so.”
“Okay, cool, see you then.” I said hanging up the phone.
The time passed by quickly, and soon enough Samantha showed up at my house.
“Hey, so what do you want to do today?” She asked as she wiped her shoes on the doormat knowing what a total neat freak my mom is.
I tapped a finger on my bottom lip as I deliberated what we could do.
“You’re going out with Samantha? That’s good you need some time away from that boy.” My mom interrupted.
“His name isn’t boy. It’s Asher.” I responded irritably, but she didn’t hear me, she had already walked away and into the kitchen.
“Let’s go walk around Downtown and look at the shops,” She chimed in.
After driving for about fifteen minutes, we arrived in Downtown. There were a lot of people wandering around today, it was crowded.
“Oh! Let’s go to that new boutique. What’s it called?” She hesitated trying to remember the name.
“La Bella?” I offered.
“Yeah that’s it! It’s right around the corner.” She said as she led me to the store.
Luckily the stores weren’t as crowded as it was outside. So it was peaceful and quiet.
Once we were in the store Samantha wandered off to the other side to look at the shoes leaving me by myself, but I didn’t mind.
It was starting to get hot though, so I lifted up my sleeves.
As I shifted through the line of clothing I heard someone clear their throat behind me.
“Can I help you find anything particular?” A soft voice said.
I turned around, “Um No thanks, I, uh” I paused stunned. The guy was extremely good looking to say the least. It had completely caught me off guard.
“I’m just looking,” I said noting his light, messy, brown hair and piercing green eyes. And his smile, well it could melt a girl’s heart in an instant. Not that it was doing that to me or anything.
His eyes shifted to my arm, and for a second I was confused at why his attention was on my arm. I looked down at the trail of bruises on my arm, feeling embarrassed, I pulled my sleeves back down. He had a look on his face that I couldn’t quite figure out.
“Okay well if you need anything just let me know.” He had a gentle smile on his face, and then he strolled away.
“Who was that?” I jumped not realizing that Sam was standing behind me. She had an eager look on her face. Was she standing there the whole time? I couldn’t remember. My thoughts were kind of scattered and I was still embarrassed that someone had seen my bruises.
“Um, I don’t know, let’s go.” I said hastily walking out of the store.
“What did that worker guy say to you?” She asked curiously.
“Nothing” I responded, “He was just asking if I needed help finding anything.”
“Well from the look on his face I don’t think that’s what he wanted.” She snickered.
“Shut up,” I joked hitting her on the shoulder. To be honest I didn’t really believe her though, I mean what would a good looking guy like that want from me? Sure I was kind of pretty and had nice wavy brunette hair and light blue eyes, but come on. I was a mess on the inside and it surely showed on the outside.
We then continued to shop around and chatted about what was new in each others lives. I hadn’t hung out with Samantha in awhile, but it felt good to be with a friend and just talk and relax. There wasn’t any pressure to impress her or make sure what I said hadn’t offended her or made her angry, like there was with Asher.
When Sam dropped me off, I went to my room and plopped down on my bed. Then I realized my purse was missing. Did I leave it when at one of the shops in downtown or did I just leave it in Sam’s car? I quickly dialed Sam’s number on my house phone hoping she had it because if not I had just lost not only my purse, but my drivers license, wallet with my money in it and my cell phone.
“Hey what’s up?” She answered.
“Did I leave my purse in your car?” I asked showing a worried tone in my voice.
“Let me check, hold on one second.” She put the phone down and I could hear her sifting through her car for my purse. She must not be home yet because she was still in her car obviously.
She picked the phone up “No I’m sorry it’s not here, want me to come back and get you so we can go look for it?” She offered.
“No thanks,” I rejected, “I’ll go look for it tomorrow I’m tired.”
“Are you sure?” She tried again.
“Yeah, thanks anyways. Bye.” I said before hanging up the phone.
A moment later the phone rang.
“Hello?” I answered hoping maybe Sam had found my purse after all and was calling me back.
“Hey, uh, this is Luke. I work over at La Bella,” The sound of his voice made my heart skip a few beats. Wait how did he get my number?
“You left your purse here and I, uh, found your home phone number in your phone.” He explained.
He gave me the address to his house so I could go pick up my purse and then we hung up.
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