Did I Really Runaway with the Circus?

Chapter Two - 'Don't try to kidnap anymore kids.'

I was shelled shocked, he was just joking. Here I was getting all ready and waiting for the kiss about to take control and just have him take me to his room, but he was just joking. “Nope never.” I lied for the third time.

“Your face gave it away, Velda.” He told me, and his smile grew bigger. “But you’re only 17 so I couldn’t go anymore without it being rape.” He told me with a shrug of his shoulders.

I jumped down from the counter and walked in front of Ben, I put my hand on his shoulder and got on my tippy toes, “It’s not rape if I enjoy it.” I told her, and grabbed the list out of his back pocket, grabbed  my bag, keys and left but before I did I face Ben again, “Don’t mess with me.” then walked out of the house with a smile on my lips.

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I happily grabbed a shopping cart and turned my music up. I grabbed Ben’s list, and looked through it, there was a back too.

“Damn Ben, what are you doing with all these food?” I asked myself, heading to the aisle were they keep the cercal, I grabbed fruity pebbles, fruit loops, special K, and lucky charms. I dumped them into the cart and walked along the aisle looking for coffee beans. When I couldn’t find it I looked for a person that worked here and as I did I picked up some stuff that was on the list as I passed by it. Then I saw him, him. Him in the flesh and blood. I quickly went into stalker mode, and hid in the aisle.

‘I can’t believe he’s actually here!’ I squealed in my head, I was jumping up and down in excitement, doing a little happy dance in my head. Max would’ve loved to see him. ‘They’re nothing but freaks on wheels.’ Her words played in my head; I quickly pushed them away, refusing for her words to put a damper on my little happy dance.

God, he’s handsome.

His medium brownish blondish hair slicked back, his little stubble of a beard, his piercing blue eyes that I can see clearly, his perfect lips, strong nose, that jawline, his arms bigger than Ben’s, more strong looking more inviting, his chest popping out a little bit, I could only picture those perfect abs, his small waist and broad shoulders make me shiver a little.

He was with two girls one I recognized but the other I didn’t. The one I did recognized was Jenny the lion famous lion tamer. Her beautiful long, curly brown hair perfectly out and not a piece out of place, her perfect round shape head, with perfect brownish greenish eyes, perfect heart-shape lips, perfect body that I’ll kill for, small long legs, small waist that someone could around their arms around twice, perfect chest, flat stomach. So basically I was being a green monster.

Yeah.

The other girl that I didn’t recognized was smaller maybe around 12 or so. She had short brown wavy hair, that stopped at her shoulder, a cute round a little chubby face with dark brown eyes from what I could tell, she looked fit for her age, she was wearing some red skinny jeans with a black hoodie.

’12 year olds these days.’ I thought, and rolled my eyes. I looked back at them and I realized that the little girl was looking at me. I quickly turned around and looked at the toilet paper in front of me, rubbing my chin seeing if I should get it or not. I speared her a glance and I saw that the little girl was talking to Zador, he nodded his head and the little girl was heading my way.

Crap. Crap. Crap.

I quickly put the toilet paper down and started to make a bee-line for the shopping cart and into another aisle. Just as I was about to go for the shopping cart I felt someone grab my wrist. I instantly froze and turned my had slowly to the side, my heart racing it felt like it was going to pop out of my chest and fall right in front of my feet. Then I looked down I saw the little girl looking up at me smiling?