-Alvin-
I looked over at Eleanor and Theodore, who were talking quietly in a very secretive fashion behind a nearby rack of clothes. They appeared to be arguing about something. Eleanor kept gesturing wildly and, by the way her mouth was moving, seemed to be speaking very emphatically. She looked really aggrivated, and was pacing back and forth and back and forth. Theodore was leaning on a divider between sections and calmly listening. Occasionally he would put his two cents in, and she would either nod and agree or shake her head and throw her arms in the air and start on another tirade.
I walked casually over, and they immediately stopped talking. "Hey, it's the happy couple." I turned to Theodore. "What's she bitching about?"
Eleanor looked offended. "I wasn't-"
"You, Eleanor Miller, were bitching," I interrupted, then looked back at Theodore.
"It's nothing," he lied.
Theodore can cook, he can sing, he can play the drums, but if there is one thing he cannot do, it is lie to me.
I shook my head. "Theodore, don't even try to lie to me. You suck at lying. Every time you try to lie, God kills a kitten, just remember that. Now, what's going on with you two? What were you talking about?"
Eleanor turned to him, crossing her arms, and said, "Yes, Theodore, why don't you tell Alvin what we were talking about?"
Theodore sighed reluctantly and gave Eleanor his "I really don't like this idea" face that I've only seen about a billion, thousand million times.
She pursed her lips at him, then announced, "Well, I'm going to go and try something on. When I come back, I expect for you to have gotten it over with, Theodore."
With that, she smacked his butt and strutted away.
I leaned on a rack of jeans and said, "DAMMMMNNNN... she has got you in check!"
He blushed and frowned. "I'm going to ignore that comment." I chuckled, and shook my head. After a slight pause, he said quietly and reluctantly, "Alvin, there's something I need to talk to you about..."
I nodded. "I figured."
Theodore bit his lip, then said, "Look, Alvin... It's... I mean, I understand that you... um..." he paused and scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably. He sighed, then shut his eyes and said very quickly, like it was all one word, "'tbut-"
"Whoa whoa whoa," I interrupted. "Am I cheating on Brittany?"
-Theodore-
I nodded, and bit my lip.
He paused. "Me?" he laughed, and said, "Of course not."
"But... what about Sophi?" I asked, and could right away tell I hit a nerve. He looked away and scowled at the mention of her name.
"Sophi," he said, "doesn't matter."
He started to walk away.
I followed him. "Alvin? Alvin. Alvin! Alvin, what do you mean, she 'doesn't matter'?"
"Theodore," he said, turning around and scowling at me, "...leave me alone, okay?"
"Alvin, what happened?"
"Theodore, i told you to leave me alone."
"Alvin-"
"I SAID, LEAVE ME ALONE!" he yelled.
-Alvin-
Theodore winced. I immediately felt bad. He started to turn away, and I shook my head and said, "Theodore..."
But right then, there was a lot of movement in the corner of my eye. I turned to look, and Brittany was bookin' it out of the store, looking very upset. i walked to the entrance to the store, shocked, as she ran all the way down the hall, pushing people over on her way.
"Brittany!" I yelled. "What the hell...?" I muttered.
Suddenly, I felt someone hug me around the shoulders from behind, and heard avery familiar voice say, "Alvin!"
I looked over my shoulder, shocked, and came face to face with Sophi.
-Brittany-
I only glanced over my shoulder once, and it was just in time to see Sophi wrap her arms around him and give him a kiss on the cheek.
The tears came faster then, and I looked away and roughly pushed through a group of cheerleaders with bows in their ponytails, still running. i wasn't sure where I was going, but it didn't matter anyway. Just so long as i was very, very far away from him.
-Alvin-
Sophi gave me a kiss on the cheek and I wrenched her arms off of me. "Get off, Sophi. What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in Cancun? Not that I care."
She gave me a disapproving look. "Oh, you're still mad. Look, I tried to call you, but-"
"Did you think maybe I didn't want to talk to you, Sophi? Did you think for one second that maybe I didn't want to hear your bullshit excuses?" she looked suprised. "Look. I've got more important things to deal with right now, so just leave me alone, okay?"
With that, I went after Brittany.
