Currently your 10 year old self is trying to tie her rebellious hair into a ponytail.
But then the ponytail itself slipped of your hair and made it to the floor.
An irritated groan escaped your mouth.
You bent down to get your stubborn ponytail, only to see another person’s arm extended downwards with fingers curled around your said ponytail. The stranger stood straight and faced you with your ponytail raised as target in your field of vision.
“You seriously need it.” said a boy’s, stern yet young voice.
You grabbed your ponytail and met a bored expression on a rather handsome face.
“Gee, thanks for informing me” you replied sarcastically.
He rolled his eyes and breathes out a scoff out of his nose, and you took this moment to further study his features.
He seems to be someone around your age, you are taller than him, about 2 and a half inches, he has well fixed raven-black hair, sharp and sunken steel-blue eyes, a sharp nose which is rather well-defined along with his chin. He looks familiar in a way.
With your face somehow reflecting your thoughts you said.
“Why is it that you look so familiar?”
He stared and shrugged slightly as a response.
Your face brightened up as one of those light bulb moments ensues.
“I think I’ve seen you in The Undergro-.” a hand cut you off. He looked around for anyone or anything suspicious.
“Don’t ever say that out loud.” he hissed at you, dragging you to a nearby alley way.
You brushed his hand off. “Okay okay, but I HAVE seen you before…”
“Maybe you HAVE…” he said mimicking your tone. “…..so what does a doll-face like you have for a name?”
“Nuh-uh, I was the one who asked YOU first!”
“You never even did.”
“Well I was OBVIOUSLY asking you IN-DI-RECTLY” (here you said it ‘een-die-rect-lee’) you said like it was the most obvious thing in the entire universe.
He scoffed with a matching eye-roll.
“Fine, the name is Levi, does that answer your IN-DI-RECT question?” he said, again mimicking your tone.
“Yup, and society calls me [Name]”
He replied with an acknowledging nod.
“Hmm… not bad for a baby-face like you.”
‘Was that suppose to be a compliment?’
“Should I be offended?”
“Well if you prefer to take it like that then, yeah, but that’s not what I really had in mind” if you look close enough you would see a
tinysmirk painted on his lips, plus his tone is kind of hiss-screeching ‘FLIRT.’
You rolled your eyes, you were about to say something until…
“I saw her going this way!” both of you heard a familiar voice; well in this case it was all too familiar for you since it was the vendor you just stole the ponytail from. Why is he so worked up? Well it wasn’t just one ponytail that you’ve stolen over the years. Sinceyoukeeplosingalltheponytailsyou”got”andyourbitchyasshairjustscreamshowmuchyouneedone.
“Well gotta go! See ya!” then you rushed off.
Neither of you noticed that Levi was staring at you.
Little did you know there was something about this ponytail which makes it special……