Quiet. (5sos)

Breathlessly I took his hand and walked behind him, takin in all my surroundings.
"What's your name?" He whispered, curiosity slipping off his lips.
I gulped, still frightened to speak. He nudged me, "it's okay."
"My name is L-lulabee."


2. Problems and Prejudice

The store was almost completely empty besides the drunks who stumbled in on accident. I strolled up and down the isles in search of band aids, preferably for some with design on them. Bryson likes those.

"Hey." I heard a voice from behind me.

I turned around to see a man, mid 40s maybe, who was holding onto the counter. "How would you like to make an old man happppyy." He said dragging out the p and y in happy. Drunk.

"Hey man leave her alone." I heard someone with an accent say. Australian?

I looked over to see a short boy with red dyed hair say. He looked to be about my age, maybe a year older.

"Oh is this your boyfriend?" The man smiled.

The red head clinched his fist and the man back away slowly, "woah man, just trying to have a little fun." The man said walking off.

"Thank you." I said to the red head and looked over to my right and saw the band aids.

As I grabbed one the boy said, "no problem, people like that disgust me. I'm Michael by the way."

I smiled and walked to the checkout, him following behind me. "I'm Lulabee."

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