Chapter 7

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• That same Saturday, after being comforted by Keisha, I took some money and headed for the grocery store in town. New York was a big city. People walked up and down the streets, looking busy. It wasn't a place for lazy people.
• I got into a store and took a basket in which I'd put the foodstuff I'd buy. I had to cook for Josh. I began my shopping and bought things like celery, meat, carrots, broccoli, potatoes etc.
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• As I walked through the store, I was surprised to see Shane at a distance. It'd been long. He seemed different in a white T-shirt. Black fit him more with that bad boy attitude he had. I approached him. He immediately recognised me apparently
• "Hi, uh..." he started and I realised he didn't know my name.
• "Shayenne Harvey."
• "Hi shayenne." he smiled.
• "So, you do your grocery shopping on your own?"
• "No, no." he chuckled, "I'm here to accompany a friend."
• At that moment, a sexy blonde in tight shorts came over and held his arm. She was the one shopping apparently when I noticed the basket in her hand.
• "His girlfriend actually." she smiled sweetly, "Shane, start being honest with people." she teased playfully.
• I looked at Shane and he gave me a guilty but playful smile.
• "Nice to meet you. I'm Shayenne. He taught us once at TUOIFA." I held my hand out and she shook it.
• "I'm Sloane. Shane's a stubborn guy. I hope he didn't annoy anyone at your university."
• 'Yes, me.'
• "No." I laughed.
• "I'm serious. I had to beg him to wear white today. His wardrobe is full of black and dim colors." she rolled her eyes and I laughed. She seemed to be a funny and nice girl.
• "It's my style, Sloane." Shane told her.
• "With me you'll wear rainbow colors if possible." she laughed.
• "Do you think she's being fair?" Shane asked me. I laughed.
• "Not really. Your black fits you more, I think." I complimented
• "You think?" Sloane asked, surprised.
• "Yeah. It fits him."
• Shane smirked at me.
• "You've got taste." he said slowly.
• "Um, thanks."
• Sloane smiled at me.
• "You're probably right, Shayenne. Maybe I shouldn't try to change him."
• "Yeah, probably."
• 'I actually like this style of his.'
• she smiled again.
• "I like you already." she said and I smiled back. She then turned to Shane, "Honey I'm done. I'm going to the car. Come soon."
• She faced me again,
• "Bye, Shayenne. Hope we meet again."
• "Hope so too."
• 'She's kinda nice. I expected something else.'
• I watched her walk out of the store. I then turned to Shane.
• "Okay, I think I should go on with my shopping." I said, "I'm surprised. I thought you were single."
• "I was. Sloane has been a very close friend from childhood. We officially became a couple two weeks ago."
• "Oh, I see. She's nice. I like her. I wonder how she decided to date a jerk like you." I mused.
• "A jerk?" he chuckled. He was even more handsome when he laughed.
• "Just kidding." I laughed a little.
• "Okay. This is not the first impression I had of you. You're more friendly." he replied.
• "Yeah. I just don't spare those who try to knock me down with a race bike."
• He laughed
• "Oh, right. Sorry about that. Here's my card. Visit or call when you can. Sloane would probably like to see you again."
• I happily took it. It read,
• 'Hollywood Productions'.
• I smiled. This means I could go visit the place as soon as I was free.
• "Thanks."
• "No problem. And thanks for saving my skin. Black is meant for me." he smirked.
• "Uh, yeah. If you believe that." I laughed nervously. That was awkward of me.
• "I like that. See you later." he winked at me and left the store.
• I looked at my card. I immediately stored his number before putting the card away safely.