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John
Breezing through the K's in search of a Korn album I heard the twinkle of the bell announcing someones entrance
As was instinct I glanced up at the sudden out of place noise. I saw something even more out of place. Green tinker bell hoodie, bright pink hello kitty bag, faded jean clad Kitty.
Kitty Pryde? But what the hell was she doing at this particular record store. I mean they don't sell the shit she listens to- WAIT I have no way of being sure she listens to the shit that is the norm with most teenage girls.
Pryde just may have a dirty little secret? Sliding behind a shelf full of those movies no one wants anymore. Poor shitty movies.
Following my stalker instincts I stayed quiet. Although the big headphones covering Kitten's ears probably blocked out all noise but whatever she was listening to.
I followed her unnoticed to the back of the small store. She was gently shaking her head from side to side along to whatever she was listening to. Clue one: Pryde isn't what she seems.
At the back of the store she stopped at a rack of CDs marked S. She started running her finger down the piles of CDs. she stopped at the bottom right corner.
She was shaking her head slightly harder and faster now and was pulling a CD from one of my most visited spots on the rack. Glancing over the very unaware girl's shoulder I saw what she was holding and almost started laughing. She was holding one of my favorite bands and albums.
Kitty Pryde, Straight A student, Teacher's pet, Miss. to good to cuss was holding System of a Down's, Mezmerize.
"I love that one," I said hopefully loud enough to compete with her music. "Me too," she said, obviously I'd been loud enough to be heard but not loud enough that she realized it was me; John.
Kitty
"I didn't realize you were a System of a Down fan..... Kitten," he said and I could here him smirk.
I felt myself tense. Oh crap John how could I be so stupid. I turned around still grasping the album tightly.
I looked up at him, he had that stupid triumphant grin on his face. But unlike most times I couldn't get mad at him. Why? Where was my bitchy temper?
"You look like you just got caught with your hand in the cookie jar Kitten," he said smiling.
"Well I kinda did," I responded feeling the blush begining to dust my cheeks.
"Surprising choice in music," John said laughing.
He was kinda cute when he laughed I thought. Wait he's waiting for me to respond. "I'm full of surprises," I said a smile tugging at my own lips. Speaking of lips mine were tingling, why?
"If they're all as good as this one I'd be happy to find them out." I don't know what the hell came over me but I stood up on the toes of my pink converse and kissed John full on the mouth.
He ran his hands down my sides and to my waist pulling me closer to deepen our kiss. There I stood in the back of the record store kissing John Allerdyce.
When we pulled apart John looked down at my hands still holding me around the waist and said "I'm gonna have to borrow that CD."
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