Okay, this is just something that got stuck in my head. Like it?

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I just bought some make-up pads , a new deodorant and lots of bandages. The children-version, with pictures of spongebob, batman and Jack Sparrow on them. Not that I have any children, but because I'm accident prone I need them often and I prefer the funny ones.

As I try to shove everything in my backpack I walk into one of the shelves next to the cashier wich comes tumbling down to the ground with me on top of it.

That's why I need so many bandages. I use them almost daily.

As I turn a bright shade of red going on purple I get up and attempt to rush out of the store with any dignity I have left. In vain. Just before I reach the doors I run into a person. As we collide (with a loud thump made by our colliding heads) we fall to the floor in a huge mess of tangled arms and legs. I literally see stars at the moment and I think my victim isn't feeling any better. I hit her hard. I really would like to die right about now.

"I'm so sorry miss, I didn't see…" and then my voice won't coöperate anymore.

A pair of piercing grey eyes look at me menacingly. I get up and run from the store as fast as I can.

As soon as I'm around the corner I lean against the wall land breath in deep. Okay, that was most definitely not a miss. That was probably the most gorgeous man I've ever seen in my life and I'm afraid he hates my guts. Well, if I use his eyes as an indicator he most definitely hates my guts.

Why do I have to be so clumsy?

I meet the most breathtakingly gorgeous man I've ever seen and what do I do…I almost crack his skull. Nice. That will leave a mark...litterally and figuratively.