This choice: The strange girl approaches you. • Go Back...Chapter #5Nice to Meet You, Nicole by: Frank   All your attention was on the boxes and their contents, most of which was junk you. You were so confused as to why this person thought they could make a profit on this junk that when you turned the corner and slammed into another person, you had very little time to react. It was chaos. You stumbled back with an oof, bumping into the boxes and making a mess. They fell backwards on their butt, tossing what they were holding up in the air. You saw the glint and instinctively reached out and snatched out of the air.
“Whoa. Looks fragile,” you said looking at the item. It was an amulet; a shiny gold coin with a woman’s face on it on a chain. You heard a sound a looked down, noticing the girl from before on the ground. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry!”
You quickly forgot about the amulet and reach out to help her up. You pull her to her feet noting how soft her hands are. As she brushed the dirt off of herself and straightened herself out, you took the opportunity to get a better look at her.
She was much shorter than you, around you mother’s height so about 5’2”. Her hair was cut in a bob at about chin length, was blonde-ish with blue and green highlights, and her bangs cover part of her face. She was pretty cute behind her bangs too. Her eyes were bright blue and she hand long lashes with a piercing her right brow. Her nose was wider, kind of big but it was cute and pierced as well, this time her left nostril. She had pale skin and plenty of adorable freckles. Her lips were large, plump and tempting looking. Overall her body was slim; smallish probably B cup breasts, tiny waist, and a slight curve to her hips gave the impression that she might have a rounder bottom. She a black band tee for a band you’d never heard of, a skirt, knee highs, boots, and more jewelry than you could count.
“Are you ok?” you ask, mildly concerned.
“Yeah, I think so,” she said, smiling sheepishly. “I just wasn’t watching where I was going that’s all”
“Hey, neither was I,” you laugh. You offer her your hand. “I’m John.”
She stares at your hand for a moment, raising an eyebrow before chuckling and taking it. “Hi John. I’m Nicole. So what brings you here, to this paradise of antiquities?”
You can’t help but laugh at her sarcasm. “I got dragged along with my mom,” you gesture in her direction. She was flipping through a clothes rack, building quite a pile. “She just loves garage sales. What about you?”
“I like them too. It’s interesting to see how much people value their old junk,” she said, looking over the sale. “Plus every now and then I do find something I like. I like that necklace you’re holding. Think I can have that back?”  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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