Post by James Darkwood on Nov 23, 2012 14:56:10 GMT -5
James couldn't believe he was doing this. He was standing in Whoknowswhere, Pennsylvania in front of the King of Prussia mall at 2:58 AM with Cinder. Why had he even agreed to this? Oh, right. Because he was an idiot. Okay, that wasn't it. James had told himself that now that he was commiting himself to one girl - that would be Cinder Lynn - he was going to be a better boyfriend to her than he had been to the numerous amount of other girls that he had dated in the past eighteen years of his life.
So, like any good boyfriend, James had agreed to wake up at midnight and make the two hour drive to the closest and one of the best malls in the country, then wait for it to open for an hour for his girlfriend. Mostly to carry her bags.
James looked around him. There was a rather large amount of girls crowding the doors, waiting for them to open. Thankfully, it looked like he wasn't the only male who had been dragged along by a girlfriend. There were a few other guys there, rolling there eyes as they held hands with the girl next to them. Clearly, they were facing the same dilemma as James. Wake up at freaking midnight for the girl that you love.
Suddenly, the entrance doors to Nordstrom opened, revealing a boy around his age wearing a nametag with a name typed onto it that James couldn't read at the moment. The floods of women of all ages gushed into the building. Jamie would be drooling over all of the clearly single girls. In fact, Jamie would be more than happy to hang out at a mall on Black Friday. What's a better way to pick up girls? But James didn't drool over every single girl in sight. James knew better.
When James and Cinder had started dating, he wanted to change himself. So he created his new ego, James, to be the good guy that he always wanted to be. James wore shoes and a shirt, and combed his hair every once in awhile. In other words, he was not Jamie. He was James. Plus, after awhile, James had realized that a nickname of Jamie sounded sort of gay. I mean, Jamie? Seriously? It was so childish. Obviously, Jamie was childish. James, however, was a very mature, capable of not flirting with every girl in sight, eighteen-year-old. Jamie was an extremely stupid, cocky, childish seventeen-year-old.
Honestly, James preferred to be James than to be Jamie. It was easier to be James. When he was James, he still had an amount of girls stalking him pretty much 24/7, but apparantly most girls preferred an arrogant bad boy, and James was not an arrogant bad boy. He was a loving, mature, shirt-wearing man, thank you very much. After all, eighteen was the age of adulthood.
So, James and Cinder cruised into Nordstrom, the opening store. It was a huge department store with pretty much every store's extra clothes mixed into one huge, jumbo store. There was shoes and clothes for both genders, and then basically a whole house-sized part of the store just for makeup. Just for makeup! And then if you went out certain exits, there were shops that lined the mall. It was teenage girl paradise. There was every single store a girl would like there. Forever 21, H&M, Express, Abercrombie & Fitch, Aeropastale, Delia's, Juciy Couture, and American Eagle. Also - and much to James's pleasure - there were two food courts, one on each level. A greasier, unhealthier food court was on the lower level containing restauraunts like Five Guys and such. A much healthier, cleaner food court was on the upper level with an organic pizza place, a homemade smoothie stand and restauraunts like that.
When the mob of girl had drifted apart to different stores and such, James turned to Cinder, who looked flawless even at three AM. "Where to, O mighty shopper?" he asked her with a coy grin, bowing so that he was pretty much her height, even though it was a low bow for him.
