When Hollister and Hot Topic Met 9

The shirts covered half of the walkway to get into the supply closet, it was probably the funniest thing ever. Aiden and I got into a shirt fight when I told him he wasn’t folding them right. A customer was at the counter waiting to be checked out.

“Hi, will that be all for you.” I said as I got a t-shirt to the back of the head. “Yeah.” The tall mysterious guy said. He had piercing crystal blue eyes that peaked through his long black hair, he looked up and smiled at me.
“You’re in my visual design class, aren’t you?” He asked.
“Yeah, you sit behind me right?”
“Third row, fourth computer.” He smiled again. “I’ve seen you’re pictures they are phenomenal.” I blushed.

“Your total is $57.95” He handed me his credit card.
“Formal is coming up, you know?” He questioned giving a hear stopping smile.
“Yeah, I’m not going though.” His smile sank into a frown. “Why? You must have tons of guys asking you out.” I shook my head side to side. “All the single ladies.” I sang jokingly raising my left hang to show no ring.

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