Oxford Comma,

~At the mall~

"Ooh, look! These are very cute. I think I'll buy them!" I was hyper, yes. Was it a bad thing? Yes. Usually when I saw a pair of heels, that led me to see another, and another and another. So at the end of the day I usually had 4 more pairs in my closet.

Aah, being a girl is hard. Seriously. Your clothes have to match, your hair and makeup must always be perfect and your shoes should always represent you.

That led to my current dilemma right here. I only had a couple of bucks left and at least 20 pairs of heels surrounding me. Sandals, T-straps, wedges, peep toes, open toes and vintage one all creating my own little Heaven. Sadly, I needed to choose. And choose fast. My parents were coming home in a couple of hours expecting me to see me watching a movie, not at the mall. Again.

Last week, yes, before summer vacation I came here and bought half of the clothes and heels in this mall. Just kidding. But I was near, though.

I looked at myself in the mirror and saw a short, brunette wearing red lipstick. She also had on a large white wife beater, high waist shorts, white with black buttons and multi-coloured bugles. With red heels she looked so fine, damn I want to make her mine.

*Strange pause*
Awkwaaard. I was kidding. Haha?

So yeah, eventually I bought one pair in every model and colour. So that I would never regret the choice I made. As soon as I walked out the store, I regretted it deeply. Brianne was 20 feet in Freon of me looking at every possible dress with black sequins on it. Obsessed? Very.

'Oh, maaan. This bags are SO hard to carry. I think I might..oh, no. Please don't trip Twylor. Twylor do NOT trip!!' I thought desperately.

And what do you think I did?
That's right. I tripped. Being the klutz I am I just sat there and waited for something to happen.

1 minute passed, 2, 3, 4 eventually after 5 minutes I got up and started to head back. Bri lost me again. Like she did every.single.time. She was overly happy to begin with and finding that dress that she's been looking usually meant forgetting me in the mall and coming back to pick me up 3 hours later.

Yeah, I got used to it.

The first fifteen times.

'Oh well. I'll just text her saying I don't feel well and that I had to get home. Or something lame along those lines. She probably wouldn't see it right now anyway..'

Oomph.

Seriously, this had to end. It was getting on my nerves.

"I'm SO sorr-, Oh it was you. Hmpf!"

Right now, you're probably thinking 'Prick' or 'Little bitch' but I'm neither. He hurt my feelings and as a girl, he had to make up for it. Weather he knew it or not.

I started to head back thing that was it but i felt something grab my arm. 'You won't fall for this again. Don't. Don't. DO NOT!!'

"Look, I'm sorry about earlier. Could we..go have a cup of coffee and talk...about..ourselves?" He said nervously. Wait. Nervous? He's nervous?! He's freaking Joshua Nikolas for God's sake!! I should be nervous.

But of course, my ego got the better of me. Like it did everytime..

" I don't think so. I don't even know who you are."

Okay, big fat lie there but he should've seen it coming. I'm not gonna act like a fan girl and act all mushy-gushy towards him, when in fact I didn't even know him. Personally.

As soon as those words escaped my mouth he let my hand go as fast as he grabbed it. He looked utterly shocked by what I said.

'We can't all win, now can we?'