Prototype

You Look... Wowza

"And some of this and you'll most definitely need that as well..."

She went on and on picking up different types of cologne, shirts, jeans, and even hats. I don't wear hats. My spiky hair politely sways to the right with blonde and dark brown accents at the bottom. Wearing a hat would be an insult to my hair. Then again that may just be me overanalyzing. 

" Hey snap out of it! We've got two more stores to go to then we'll be on our way to trying these out." She said as she confidently walked out of the store with her purse and leaving me with the other 28 bags of clothes and accessories. She's rich doesn't she have agents for this kind of thing. Speaking of which shouldn't they be looking for her by now. Then again I might be exaggerating the whole secret service thing again. Having a systematic way of thinking all the time is starting to drive me crazy. You're a normal teen Leon, act like it. 

" So try this one on first," she handed me the first pair of clothes. I never understood " style" as you say. I wear clothes not to impress anyone including myself but she's already bought so god damn many clothes for me already I'd be douche not to accept. I come out and she starts clapping. " That one is so good. Hmmm. This will be for going out doing daily things okay?" No way this outfit costs $300 and I'm just supposed to wear it out casually? "Um...you're joking right?" She just laughed not realizing I was serious. " Nope. Now try this one on." I mentally groaned and gave her a weak smile before going back to the dressing room and trying on the next outfit 

An hour had passed and I finally tried on all the outfits earning the approval of every single one from Star. " Wear this one to your date tomorrow," She said handing me a fitted, white short-sleeved tee with dark blue skinny jeans and a pair of black and white converse. It was a nice yet plain outfit. All the other stuff was kinda flashy and had a bunch of graphic stuff on it like ripped jeans and rose petal button-down shirts.  " Why this one of all the ones you've bought me?" She smiled in my direction and then analyzed my body up and down. " That outfit is just so you."

" Uh, what?"

She sighed and turned my way. " This outfit says 'Hey I'm here, available, and chill. You get to know me and I get to know you.'" That made sense I guess. " Thanks, Star," I say with a genuine expression but all earned from her was a raise of her eyebrow. " For what?"

"For what?  For buying me thousands of dollars of clothes when you just met me." She scoffed and for a moment I remembered she's rich. " Please this was like $10 compared to what I spend on myself." I believe her too.  We brought the bags back to her car then went back for food because I was starving and she could practically hear my stomach. She had gotten a pizza for the both of us and let me choose the toppings. If this girl keeps buying things for me I'll have to be her slave for all eternity.  

"Soooooo? Who is she?" Oh, right I never told her who I was going on this date with. Welp time to disappoint her. " Actually, I'm going on this date......with a guy." Her eyes bulged and I swear I saw stars in her eyes. Huh, so that's where she got her nickname from. Then she squealed in that high pitch voice that I think only girls have the ability to do. " Ouch! If they aren't bleeding they are now."

"Wait for what," she asked completely oblivious.

"My ears! Duh."

" I'm sorry that is just too cute. Omg, when did you guys get together? Tell me everything."

" Well, we're not together. Just had one kiss. He was my first kiss too. So I'm just giving him a chance I suppose.  We kissed yesterday and he asked me out so I said yes eventually.  That pretty much everything that happened."  I ended and she took everything in as if I had just read the best story of all time. "Then I chose the right outfit for you. That will be completely perfect." She sighed with satisfaction. " Star you haven't told me much about you.  It'd be rude of me to not take interest." She sat up straight and changed her facial expression. Did I impose?

" My name is Princess Estellise Blueblood. I'm the daughter of the Ambassador of Uganda or king as you would call it.  I begged my father to allow me to go to school here because of all the opportunities that I've heard about in this country. I've been living here for 5 years now and I want to stay but my father constantly begs me to come home. In all truth, I like this place and their choice of clothing as you can tell." 

I don't know what overcame me but I got up and bowed before her. " No, that's alright you don't have to do that," she said frantically looking at me. " I'm sorry I just felt like I should, your Majesty."  She laughed. " You really don't have to. C'mon, I'll bring you home." I got up and laughed at her. " Thanks."

She dropped me off at my house and told me to tell her everything that happened come Monday.   Then Saturday rolled around like a ninja because I hadn't even noticed it was morning time. I finished all of my homework in the morning and it was noon. He never discussed when he would come to get me. I just decided I'd take a quick shower and brush my teeth for whatever was to happen on this date. I texted my parents that I was going out with a friend and they were overjoyed since it's been literally years since I've done stuff outside the house especially with another human being. 

2:00 and I heard the doorbell and checked the outfit that Star had told me to wear. 

I opened the door and Linus stood there looking amazed. He looked nice. He wore a black mid-sleeved tee shirt with black jeans and black tennis. He likes black, doesn't he? Well, it fits him. And I do mean fit. I can see all the outline of every muscle he was showing off probably on purpose for me. We were both just gawking at each other at this point when he was the first to break the silence.

"You look ...wowza." I giggled. Never heard that before. 

"So where to?"