Awkward

~Beth~

Mom and I left her office and bumped into Damien. Seriously this dude is getting on my nerves.

"Leaving so soon, Alessa?"

"Whoa. Detective Damien, didn't see you there. I also didn't know my mom was committing a crime by leaving when it's time for her to go home. Do we need to make a statement?" I gave him a smirk. Mom pretended to be annoyed at what I said, but I could see how she was trying hard to not laugh.

"Damien do you need anything?" she asked.

"I was wondering if I could get an invite to Beth's birthday"

"Yes, of course you are invited to my SEVENTEENTH birthday"

He looked angry that I brought up my age, obviously showing him the gap.

"Thanks, have a good evening"

I pretended to brush imaginary dirt from my shirt while muttering a little loud:

"Without you it will be splendid"

He looked like he was going to throw a tantrum but mom quickly led me to her car. When we got to the black maybach she turned to face me. Pretending to be oblivious to that look, I said "we'll be home late if we don't reach there in time. After all we may just buy the entire mall"

"You don't have to be like that with him. Be nicer Beth"

"I hate him but I'll try my best"

Before long we arrived at the mall. We browsed through the clothes and like I said we literally bought half the shop. Everything mom saw that was my size and chic she bought it. She decided that I also needed a change of underwear.

"You know you need a bra that would bring out the fullness of your boobs"

I rolled my eyes at her inwardly if I did it physically I might never see the light of day again. In simple terms I needed a push up bra. I was looking at a blue bra that had black flowers when I heard an all to familiar voice.

"Mrs Millers, it's nice to see you. How have you been? You look great as always"

I turned and came face to face with Seth.

Talk about awkward.

His eyes fell to the bra in my hand. I quickly put it down and felt ten degrees warmer in my cheeks. Dear Lord what the hell is a guy, an Adonis for that matter doing in the female section of the mall.

"Seth. I am doing well as you can see. Thanks for the compliment. If only a certain member of the female population could dress like this my life could be a little easier"

She glanced at me and I a arched my brow.

Really, mom, really.

I am trying to look hot for the guy. You can not blame me for having no sixth sense of dressing.

While mom and I were having a little staring competition since I avoided eye contact with Seth a female voice called Seth.

"Seth do you think this dress will do or do you prefer this one?"

I ran my eyes over the pretty young girl. Her eyes were hazel like Seth's, her skin fair and smooth, a delicate nose, pouty lips and a perfect body shape. Her black hair were up in Bantu knots and I have to admit I love it, so hot yet simple.

It's definitely my next hairstyle when I go to college. Mom will never agree to me cutting my hair especially since I am in the middle of a makeover.

I thought I was a figure eight but this lady was Nicki Minaj were I'm standing. Wait isn't he dating Bec then what's with the hot chick. He doesn't strike me as a player.

Maybe this is his girlfriend and Bec was just a wingman because if that's the case then I won't be an unfilial sister. I hope that my little observation is right.

The girl was holding a maroon pop over dress that had a slit to maybe the thighs and a peach off shoulder lace dress.

"Ken are you seriously asking me to choose. I like dark colors so I'mma go with maroon even though I also like peach. Although I think that you'll look great in any color and any dress"

"Aw, you're so sweet B"

B? What does that mean? Bae? Boo? Babe?

"You're welcome, Ken"

The girl smiled brightly before turning to look at me and mom who were watching their PDA. She raised a brow and looked at Seth.

"Mrs Millers", he locked eyes with me before saying my name softly,"Lisbeth this is McKenna Hall. Ken this is Lisbeth Millers and her mom Mrs Millers"

McKenna, Kenna, Ken. I felt so jealous that she had some many nicknames from her name. So unfair. Nicki Minaj extended her hand and shook mom's. She turned to me with a loving smile and extended her hand again.

That smile is so weird. What? Is she into girls? Clearing my thoughts I shook her soft hands. Things got a little WEIRD when she kept holding my hand and gazing at me. I 'smiled' and looked at Seth, my eyes were screaming 'help me'. Seth cleared his throat but NM was still in a trance.

"Ahem... um.. McKenna... let her hand go" he said in a whisper but somehow I heard him.

Again.

Talk about awkward.

She released me. I held that hand close to my chest. Welcoming it back home.

"I'm sorry for that. It's just that you are so pretty, Lis. Can I call you that?"

"It's okay"

No it's not okay.

"And yes you can call me Lis"

She smiled and excused herself to go pay for her dress. Things got awkward-er when mom claimed to have 'forgotten' her phone in the car and went to fetch it. A phone I clearly remember her putting in her purse. I shook my head when she left. My mom really likes to play the matchmaker. Seth and I had nothing to say. It seems that neither of us knew how to start a convo with the other. I was close to texting Sharon to call me and save me from this situation. But someone beat me to it and called me. I looked at my phone and the contract read 'Xander'.

I picked it up immediately. Xander is my neighbor of seven years. He is Becca's mysterious boyfriend but I didn't figure that out until a later date. I squealed.

"Where have you been all my life? I have missed you so much. Have I told you how much I love you?"

I was grateful to this dude for saving me.

"Milady, I missed your voice too"

Xander and I binge watched Merlin a year ago and afterwards we called ourselves by the characters. I was Queen Guinevere and he was King Arthur. Bec told us we were acting like kids so we called her Morgana. She fit that personality anyway, always getting in the way of fun. Well Xander's and my idea of fun include video games. So you get why Bec is against it.

But right now Xander is my prince and knight riding a horse and wearing an armor saving me, a damsel in distress from a terribly awkward situation. His name is Lincoln Pierre. But after binge watching a Filipino series, Forevermore, I called him Xander because he was very naughty and he called me Agnes because I loved cooking. Cheesy right?