A/N:The record store that my original character,Eden, works in is completly fictional. To my knowledge it does not exist. If it does, copy right enfringement was not inteded. Oh, you are also being warned that Eden is bisexual, and things may happen, not really sure yet, between her and some one. If you are not okay with this then you should keep reading my notes at the top of the chapters. I will let you know if you shouldn't read it.
EDEN'S P.O.V.
I was working in the record store that I had been working in for the past two years. Heck, I practicaly run the thing. I do the inventory, stock the shelves, when I'm not inschool, I open and close. I even installed the new software they had gotten in for the register, and to keep track of the inventory. Yeah, this was pretty much my store. That realization stopped me cold. I guess now it is. It had only been a couple of days since my mother had passed away. I was still in shock. The fact that my whole world had just crumpled, has yet to set in. Unconsiously, I figured that when it did sink in, I was just going to fall apart, were ever I am when it happened, just fall apart. Just then the bell over the door started tinkling, signaling that some one had entered the store. I looked up from the magazine that I had been flipping through to see four 'preppy' girls walk in and go to the hip hop/ R.B. section. Just the kind of people I wanted to deal with right now. "Uh, like, OMG! They have the new Miley Cyrus c.d.!" -squeal- Get your heads out of your own asses. Mabey I ought to go and find them a mirror, then I wouldn't have to deal with them untill closing time. Oh so tempting.
It was at that point that I had noticed that they had been looking up and every so often and then whispering something. One of them slipped up and spoke just loud enough so that I could hear her. "What's up with her hair? I mean does she really think that's hot? Did you see all of the bangles and braclets on her arms? I wonder if she cuts herself? I mean she looks the type. You know, emo? What's with the vest?" I just rolled my eyes, I get those comments alot. Yeah I have some crazy hair, but I like it that way. It was cut in the traditional long emo hair cut, it was dyed black. Right now, I had my fringe held to the side by a 'Nightmare Before Christmas' bow, that matched the dark purple baby tee I have on. I have my bottum lip pierced twice, which looks really cute when I pout. Unfortunatly with my natural, rather large Marilyn Manson-esc lips, they do it by them-selves. The most quiet of the four girls walked up to the counter. Oh, crap here we go! "Excuse me, do you have the new Kelly Pickler c.d.?" It's worse than I thought.
"Not sure, let me check. Okay?" She smiled at me, as she waited.
"Okay thanks. Kourtney quit flipping out, she said she would check."
"Uh no, sorry, it looks like it's release date got pushed back to next week. Sorry." She told her friends that it wasn't out yet and they walked out the door. As I went back to my magazine, I blew a bubble with my gum, after it popped, I coudn't help but think aloud; "Hope you have good time at the mall."
"Sarcastic much?" I looked up shocked that I hadn't heard anyone else enter the store.I looked around, but could only spot the top of the guy's head in the hard rock/metal Isle.
"When did you get in here?"
"You were looking at the computer and the little blonde bimbo was skreetching at the other one. Kourtney I believe?"
"Oh, well can I help you with anything?"
"No ma'am, I'm just killing time."
"Oh well take your time, let me know if you need anything."
"Will do." What does this guy even look like? Then he started speaking agian, his voice lilting. "So what's your name?"
Hello he's talking to you idiot!
"Uh, Eden." When he came around the corner of the aisle I could finally see what he looked like. Hello gorgeous. His shoulder length black hair, was straightened to perfection. His eyes were covered by a pair of black aviators, he was wearing a white t-shirt, covered by a black three button vest, which was buttoned. Moving farther down his legs were clad in a pair of black skinny jeans that were tucked into what looked like black combat boots, with silver buckles that ran the length, nearly reaching his knees. Over all of this he wore a long black jacket nearly touching the floor, that once again had buckles that nearly ran the entire length of it, it also had buckles on the cuffs. What really caught my attention was the fact that he was wearing red lipstick. I LOVE the shock-rocker look!He walked, well more like sauntered, up to my counter.
"Well Eden, that's such a pretty name, Eden. Would you happen to know if you guys have 'The High End Of Low'?" That brought me out of my revierre. He was talking to me about an album by my favorite recording artist and his band.
"Marilyn Manson's album right?" He smiled and nodded. " Yeah we have it." I walked around the counter and led him down an aisle. "That one is realy, really good."I stopped and did a little head tilt. "Well all of their stuffs good. Really." I plucked the album off of the shelf and handed it to him. "There you go." As I walked around him, I thought I saw him looking me up and down, but I couldn't be sure. After I was back behind my counter once agian, the Goth God once agian walked up to the counter.
"You know Eden, you look alot like a friend of mine." I was a little surprised and pleased by his obvious flirting. Two can play at this game. After all he initiated it. I leaned in closer to him, my elbows and forearms on top of the counter.
"Is that right?" I was really pleases to see him do the same thing. He has on black nail polish...pinch me! As our forearms touched, even through the material of his jacket, I felt a jolt of electricity run up my arm, causing goosebumbs to appear on my arms. Damn it! Stupid, stupid nerve endings!
"Yeah it is?" OMG! This man is unbelievably sexy!
I cleared my throat,and lowered my voice to, what I hoped was a hot whisper. "And just what 'friend' would that be?"
My 'hot whisper' had absolutly nothing on his very seductive tone. His voice made me want to melt. "I don't know how you'd take it, so let's leave it as an annonymous friend. Shall we?"
"That depends, was it a compliment?" A huge smile stretched it's way across his face.
"Absolutly."
"Then yes, let's."
"Sounds good." He paid for the album and asked "Do you work here often?"
"All the time." Which wasn't a lie, now that I had graduated highschool, I would have more time to dedicate to the store.
"Then I guess I just found a new favorite place to buy music."
"Oh your so sweet."
"Have a nice day, Eden." With a huge smile, he picked up his purchase and walked out of the store . It was a full minute, before I realized that I should have asked for his number, but hadn't even thought to get his name.
"The story of my life." Depressingly going back to my magazine I heard the bell on the door tinkle once agian. Not even feeling like being polite any more today I just kept looking at the pages in front of me. That is untill I two very familiar sleeves and hands were very stratigicaly placed on said pages. A little startled, I looked up and met the same aviator covered eyes as a few moments ago. "Hello again. Did you forget something?"
"Yeah, I was wondering if you were doing anything for lunch?" What did he say?...blink blink..Me? Lunch?
Luckily I recovered quickly,"Why? Are you asking me to lunch?" I really like it when this man smiles at me like that. Like I just made his whole day better.
He nodded. "Are you saying yes?" Oh, if only I could.
"Actually I can't, I'm going to meet my father." The disappointment was only slightly visible on his face, by the way that his smile fell ever so slightly, but it was enough for me to catch it. "But what do you know I'm free tomorrow?" That brought that charming smile back up.
"Why? Are you asking me to lunch?"
I nodded "Are you saying yes?" Mimicking him from earlier in the conversation.
"Very good."
"Yeah, well, I try."
He leaned in alot closer than ever befor, our lips only milimeters apart. "Baby you don't have to try." He closed the distance and gently placed a very sweet chaste kiss on my lips. "Looks like I'll see you tomorrow. What time do you get off for lunch?"
"Noon."
"See you then."
"Hey it just hit me I don't know your name."
"Jeordie, but my friends call me Twiggy."With that and a wink, he stepped out the door and out of sight.
"Now on to meet the father, that never knew I existed. This ought to be fun." Wait. Twiggy? Surely that wasn't...
A/N: OKAY SO NOW YOU KNOW WHO MIGHT LIKE EDEN...IF IT'S THE TWIGGY YOUR THINKING ABOUT...HMMM...DARE I. REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK, SHOULD IT BE TWIGGY RAMIREZ OR SOME ONE ELSE... TELL ME WHO YOU WANT IT TO BE.
~LEELAN~
