I felt his eyes following me around the store for the last ten minutes.I wished he would stop staring, it felt like needles in the back of my neck.
His hair was short and spiked with purple tips. I like it. Well, more like I liked the idea of being able to be myself and not worrying about what others think of me.
He was wearing a pair of black jeans with tears in them and chains attached to the sides. His shirt was sleeveless with sparkles and it matched his hair.
It was obvious he was into guys. I didn't mind that he found me attractive. I mean most people do, so I'm use to it. Though I will admit I found him quite attractive as well.
Finishing up I turn to leave and he's standing right there. I realize that he's introducing himself, but I couldn't hear him. I wasn't able to tell him that I'm deaf, becuase his phone rang. Well, at least I thing it did becuase he looked at his phone, said something, and then left.