Even though it's been a week now, I still feel good about winning that time. Fighting maybe fun sometimes, but it's so unlady like. So I guess I'll stay as how I am before. I've had enough fighting in my life.
"Hmm! This is so cute!" I blurted when I saw the cute rabbit keychain. This would really go well with my bag. "I'll buy this one." And I added the item on my basket.
Right now, I'm buying a few cheap make up products in this convenience store. I got to look good for the upcoming semester and as well for the selfies I'll take later on.
When I was going to get the last eyeliner on the shelf, another hand also reached for it and touched my hand. "What?!—" I looked at the person I'm competing with for this eyeliner, and it was a guy! And not just some ordinary guy, he was really tall. He was also semi-bald, and had a lot of piercings on his ears. He looks dangerous!
He smiles politely at me before he talked. "If you don't mind, I'll be taking this." He grabs on the eyeliner but I grabbed it as well.
"I do mind. So please let me have this." I said.
"Eeeh, you're not really giving it to me?" He tried acting cute, but I felt like throwing up on his face.
"Yeah, I won't hand this over. So get lost." Though I don't care if he looks dangerous. When a woman needs it, she gets it.
"Now that's an ugly attitude for a girl like you." He smirked.
"Right back at 'ya pal, just give me this and I'll be on my way." I said as I pulled the eyeliner from him. Surprisingly, he won't give it up. "Yeah, this is meant to be mine. I saw it first so I have to have it."
"You're a guy! Why do you need an eyeliner?!"
"What does make up have to do with gender!? A man has the right to but make up too!"
"I'm a woman and I need this the most to look pretty!"
"No matter what you do with your face, you'll always be ugly with that personality! You're ugly inside and out!"
"Atleast I'm not some bald gay dude who picks fights with women!"
"Hey, I'm not—"
"Just give her the eyeliner, Ash. You seriously got to stop using make up, you're a man for fuck's sake." That voice!
The two of us stopped and saw the guy who interrupted us. It's been a whole week since I saw that guy. My limbs began to tremble as I remembered his scary face back then. "Let's hurry and leave now, I still got someone to find."
"Tch. Fine, here you go." Said the man named Ash. "I guess I can give this away since you need it more than I do." This bald gay really gets on my nerves! But I couldn't get that mad when I feel nervous at the same time.
The sadist psycho stares at me. Shit, shit, shit! He won't recognize me, right? I'm dressed as a girl right now, so he wouldn't really recognize me. Ahhh! My mind was in a panick mode and he then comes closer and smiled at me. "I'm sorry if my friend was acting like a jerk."
"I-It's fine." He didn't recognize me!
"By the way…" oh no, he must have! "…have I seen you before?" Shit!
"No. I think this is the first t-time I saw you." Damn that stuttering! Damn it all!
"Oh, okay. Bye." Aaahh! Thank goodness he left.
After that traumatic encounter, I went home immediately and had to tell Lyde about this mess. "Keto said WHAT!?" My brother was very surprised as well. I actually forgot tell him about becoming a part of the troop and stuff.
"Yeah, I'm not going to repeat myself." I told him.
"This is bad… definitely bad! I'm going to die if Keto finds me! I'm going to diiieee!" What a drama queen.
"Anyway, that's all I have to tell you. So if you'll excuse me…"
"Hold on." He stops me before I can even run away again. "Sister, please don't let me die."
"That's your shit to handle. Now that we're over with Jeiro, it's time for you to face Keto heads on."
"HOW COULD A PATHETIC WIMP LIKE ME HANG OUT WITH ONE OF THE MONSTROUS TROOP LEADER OF WILD BEASTS!?!?"
"LALALALA, NOT LISTENING, LALALALA!" I ran all the way to my room and had to pretend that I wasn't hearing his complaints and drama in life.
I have no intention of doing him stupid favors again. "LALALALALA…"
"SISTER PLEEEEAAAASEE!!"
"LALALALA CAN'T HEAR 'YA LALALALA…"
"I DON'T WANNA DIEEEE!!" It's sad to hear his last words like this. I promise to hold you the most fancy funeral ever, and even if you were the worst brother to ever exist, I'll even make a speech about your fake greatness and achievement. Good luck and good bye my dear twin brother.