Emmett's pov
I watched as a man helped the old man up, the old man looked frighten. I probably went far? I thought. I stopped my laughter, I felt someone poking at me. If this person wants to keep their fingers, they should remove their finger. Annoyed I turned around to see this pixie-like girl.
"Can you help me with my bags?" she asked, with an innocent cute face.
I nodded like an idiot, who knew such a pretty women like her had the guts to ask for my help? I looked behind her to see like 30 bags!
"I'm kind of busy." I told her with honesty, I still had to finish the list.
"Oh," she said disappointed. "I guess I'll ask someone else."
"Never mind, I'll help you." I walked over to her bags, carrying as much as I can. The pixie beamed with happiness and gladly led the way; I couldn't help but chuckle as she skipped.
"So?" I wanted to have a conversation, mostly because I was bored, "What's your name?"
"Alice!" she exclaimed, "and you?"
"Emmett." I replied.
The rest of the way to the parking lot, I looked confused when Alice stopped in front of a yellow Porsche 911 turbo.
"Wow." Was all I could say.
I helped Alice, put all her bags in her car. "What do you need me to help you with?" asked Alice.
I looked at her confused, "What do you mean by that?"
"Well you helped me and now I want to help you."
"Thanks but no thanks."
I looked for my list, walking away, I pulled my list out, when I felt someone snatched it. "What the…" I looked around to see the pixie reading my list!
"So, you do pranks?" she asked, not taking her eyes of it.
"Yeah, can I have it back, please?" I pleaded.
My anger grew when she shook her head. She grabbed my hand and led me to the mall. I followed.
"Oh, I want to do number 2!" she yelled, "put chewed gum on someone's head."
"Hmm, okay!"
Sorry I hadn't updated, please review!-Shirbells