It was a beautiful Spring day. Flowers and trees were coming back to life as well as the grass regaining its deep green color. The air was warm, but not too warm, with a nice breeze. Such a nice day to be sitting on a bench in the park.
And that's what I did along with my friend James Williams. He didn't really seem like the type to hang out with someone like me, but he actually, dare I say it, liked to have me around. I guess because it's a change from his usual tough (and scary...) friends. James didn't scare me though. Opposites attract...?
Suddenly, James took off his sunglasses and looked at me with his intense, violet eyes.
Oh shoot. When he takes off his shades, he means business.
I tilted my head curiously. "Something wrong...?"
He stared at me for a couple more seconds and then put his shades back on and looked straight ahead. "...Let's do something."
"Yeah, you deaf?"
I giggled and shook my head. "No, it's just...it was so sudden."
James frowned. "Yolo."
And so we got up and ran to the super market. Or well, I ran and he walked.
I followed James past the sliding doors and looked around. People were casually strolling around with carts full of food and other various items. Beeps echoed across the market as cashiers scanned items. Everything seemed peaceful. For now.
While I was looking around, James nudged my arm with his elbow. "Hey, go get a cart."
Slightly confused, I obeyed him and retrieved one. I hoped that when he said 'Yolo', he didn't mean eating like there was no tomorrow or something.
He then took over the cart. "Get in."
I could tell by the chills that I was getting that he was probably glaring at me, so I walked over to the cart. Unfortunately, I had a hard time getting in. The cart was actually taller than I had originally thought and I didn't want to fall.
After what seemed like my 15th try, James sighed and came up behind me. Before I could protest, he picked me up and put me in the cart. I could feel my face turn red as he started pushing the cart forward.
My embarassment quickly turned into surprise as I felt him begin to pick up speed. I looked back. He had the slightest smirk on his face that made my heart race.
As we were coming to the corner of an aisle, James turned the corner and jumped, placing both of his feet on a metal bar at the bottom of the car. The cart raced past aisles as some people tried to jump out of the way to avoid getting hit. I could hear shouts of anger and annoyance as we passed by, but I didn't care. The air was rushing through my hair, everything was a slight blur, my heart pounded with excitement.
I closed my eyes and raised my hands up and laughed. "YOLO~"
James chuckled at my outburst. But it was shortly lived. When I opened my eyes, I gasped as I saw that we were approaching the farthest wall of the super market, which happened to be the dairy section. This was going to hurt.
Suddenly, I felt arms reach around my waist and roughly pull me out of the cart and onto the cold hard floor. I landed on top of James as the cart violently crashed into the wall and flipped over, sending yogurt and milk spilling all over the place. We both remained still as I continued to cling to his shirt and his arms didn't leave my waist.
Before we could untangle ourselves, market employees appeared next to the cart, shouting angrily as they saw us. We quickly scrambled to our feet and ran towards the exit doors.
"That was so cool! Even though I could've died!" I laughed as we walked down the sidewalk past some shops.
James nodded, a small smile crossing his face for once. "I'm surprised you didn't freak out about it. Maybe there is some rebel in you."
"Pffft, I'm a total rebel! You just haven't seen it yet," I said with a playful smile.
Boisterous laughter sounded behind us, making us stop and turn around. It was none other than James's delinquent half brother, Al. He peeked at me over his red sunglasses and smirked. "Hey toots."
My previous smile disappeared, replaced with a glare. I wasn't too fond of him for obvious reasons. "It's _____."
He walked over to me and placed a hand underneath my chin. "Cheeky as always I see."
I slapped his hand away, my glare intensifying. "Don't touch me."
He lauged again. He knew that I didn't like him one bit, which only seemed to make him even more persistent. Girls usually threw themselves at this kind of bad boy, but I wasn't interested at all. Which I guess is why he seemed interested in me.
I backed up a couple steps as James put himself in between me and Al. He was frowning deeply at his half brother.
"Go away Al."
"What, aren't you happy to see me?" Al grinned and swung an arm over James's shoulder.
James simply flicked his forehead, making him stumble backwards away from him. "No. Get the fuck out of here."
Al was not pleased. He got in his face and sneered. "I'm gonna make you regret that."
"I'd like to see you try."
Oh great, they're about to go at it. They fought each other on a daily basis, but the way they fought seemed too brutal for me to take. I quickly looked around for something to stop them. And then I saw Lovino carrying a bag of groceries across the street. I ran over to him and grabbed his arm.
Startled, he almost dropped the bag. "What the-"
"NOTIMEI'LLPAYYOUBACKLATERTHANKS." I dove right into the bag and easily located a tomato. Before he could curse at me, I ran back across the street. They were just about to start fighting when I shouted.
Al swung his head in my direction. "What?"
"YOLOOOOO!!!" I pulled back my arm and threw the tomato. Everybody stared in surprise as it hit Al square in the face.
Slightly confused, Al began to frantically wipe at his face, cursing from the juices having gotten into his eyes.
I quickly grabbed James's hand and ran down the street with him. When I finally couldn't take anymore running, I slowed down to a stop and put my hands on my knees trying to catch my breath. I looked up at James. He had a strange look on his face. Suddenly, he burst out laughing.
I stared at him. This was the first time I've ever heard him genuinely laugh. But what was he laughing about?
His laugh was actually contagious, throwing me into a giggling fit. When he was finally done, he took off his sunglasses and looked at me with amusement.
"That was the fucking funniest thing I've ever seen in my life. Where the hell did that come from?"
I straightened myself and grinned mischievously. "Yolo, right?"
He shook his head and chuckled, placing his sunglasses back in place. "Right. Hey, you tired?"
"Erm, yeah, a little- WHOA!" James picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. My face was on fire. "WHA- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
"Taking you to my house."
No other response followed, so I just went along with the ride.