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"Yeah that's probably true, but do you know what that means" Confused I look at him. " It means that if your the smart one then I'm the pretty one." he smiled at me
"Sure your the pretty one, the pretty stupid one." I muttered under my breath
"I heard that ." Aiden shouted back to me as he started walking again. I really hoped that he knew where he was going because I didn't and it was starting to get dark when we first came here. By now I could hardly see twenty feet in front of me. So lost in my thinking I didn't even notice that Aiden had stopped up a head. That was until I ran straight into him. I fell on the dirt road with an omph.
"You know it wouldn't kill you to give me a heads up like, Oh I don't know maybe, 'hey Jamie I'm about to stop so watch out', would have been helpful" I muttered while picking myself up off the ground. "Oh no I'm perfectly fine Aiden, thanks for your concern and for helping me up."
"Hey, your the one who ran into me remember, besides your so used to falling down didn't think you needed my help," he stated matter of factly.
Rolling my eyes and sneered at him before I started walking again, then stopped, "Wait why did you stop in the first place?"
Aiden walked up to join me "Well Jamie there is a little store up there that we can trade our clothes in for new ones. I think that I should go in there alone since most women don't wear jeans and Aeropostale tops here, I'll try and find something that will fit you."
He was halfway to the store when I shouted "Hey Aiden, you bring me back anything pink with ruffels I will not hesitate to hit you again, understand!" He waved his hand in the air to signal that he heard, but not saying anything about not picking a pink dress or one with ruffles." After that said I sat down next to a tree and waited.
In the end I probably only had to wait about twenty minutes, but it seemed like two hours, before I heard footsteps. Slowly rising I hid behind the tree I was leaning against. I was about to call out to Aiden to ask him if he got me a pink dress and if he did he better start running. When I noticed that the there wasn't one person but two. As the footsteps got closer I edged away from the tree. I was almost out of the tree's cover when I noticed that there were two sets of footsteps. And they weren't coming from the same direction. I dove back to the cover of the tree. As the men came closer I started to panic. If they came much closer they'll be able to spot me right away, and for some reason I felt like that would be a very bad idea. Crawling slowly back into the shadows of the bushes to the right of the tree. They started talking but it was in a language that I didn't know very well.
"Li hai ancora trovato. Abbiamo bisogno di ottenere gli stivali prima di lasciare.Se fuggire di nuovo, allora e la tua testa sulla linea." One of the people whispered and grew louder until he was screaming at the other man. I was fairly certain that they were both males. There was more shouting but it seemed like it was growing more distant I slowly sat up from my hiding place and crept forward. The men were no where in sight I froze half way sitting up. Where had they gone? I stayed in that position for about twenty minutes before I decided that it was safe to move, the men were gone. I walked to the road where I has last seen Aiden. Glancing around again just to make sure that the men had indeed left. I started jogging towards the store that Aiden had disappeared to forty minutes ago.
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"Sure your the pretty one, the pretty stupid one." I muttered under my breath
"I heard that ." Aiden shouted back to me as he started walking again. I really hoped that he knew where he was going because I didn't and it was starting to get dark when we first came here. By now I could hardly see twenty feet in front of me. So lost in my thinking I didn't even notice that Aiden had stopped up a head. That was until I ran straight into him. I fell on the dirt road with an omph.
"You know it wouldn't kill you to give me a heads up like, Oh I don't know maybe, 'hey Jamie I'm about to stop so watch out', would have been helpful" I muttered while picking myself up off the ground. "Oh no I'm perfectly fine Aiden, thanks for your concern and for helping me up."
"Hey, your the one who ran into me remember, besides your so used to falling down didn't think you needed my help," he stated matter of factly.
Rolling my eyes and sneered at him before I started walking again, then stopped, "Wait why did you stop in the first place?"
Aiden walked up to join me "Well Jamie there is a little store up there that we can trade our clothes in for new ones. I think that I should go in there alone since most women don't wear jeans and Aeropostale tops here, I'll try and find something that will fit you."
He was halfway to the store when I shouted "Hey Aiden, you bring me back anything pink with ruffels I will not hesitate to hit you again, understand!" He waved his hand in the air to signal that he heard, but not saying anything about not picking a pink dress or one with ruffles." After that said I sat down next to a tree and waited.
In the end I probably only had to wait about twenty minutes, but it seemed like two hours, before I heard footsteps. Slowly rising I hid behind the tree I was leaning against. I was about to call out to Aiden to ask him if he got me a pink dress and if he did he better start running. When I noticed that the there wasn't one person but two. As the footsteps got closer I edged away from the tree. I was almost out of the tree's cover when I noticed that there were two sets of footsteps. And they weren't coming from the same direction. I dove back to the cover of the tree. As the men came closer I started to panic. If they came much closer they'll be able to spot me right away, and for some reason I felt like that would be a very bad idea. Crawling slowly back into the shadows of the bushes to the right of the tree. They started talking but it was in a language that I didn't know very well.
"Li hai ancora trovato. Abbiamo bisogno di ottenere gli stivali prima di lasciare.Se fuggire di nuovo, allora e la tua testa sulla linea." One of the people whispered and grew louder until he was screaming at the other man. I was fairly certain that they were both males. There was more shouting but it seemed like it was growing more distant I slowly sat up from my hiding place and crept forward. The men were no where in sight I froze half way sitting up. Where had they gone? I stayed in that position for about twenty minutes before I decided that it was safe to move, the men were gone. I walked to the road where I has last seen Aiden. Glancing around again just to make sure that the men had indeed left. I started jogging towards the store that Aiden had disappeared to forty minutes ago.
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