Episode 2

Just in case you missed anything, right now I was a sitting duck waiting to be irritated...well actually no. I was currently resting on my front porch drinking iced peach tea and reading this book on Norse mythology. The house was cleaned, school was over, and there wasn't a pestering animal to bother me. I needed to buy groceries, so why not grab my phone and invite Pandora. To my luck, she said yes. I was already dressed, so after I slid my phone in my pocket, I went back to what I was doing before. She said she would be over soon, so the only task to do now was wait. It was a peaceful activity, would definitely recommend to fellow introverts. Now having one sole friend was also a good recommendation. I tried befriending others...but they all talk to much.

"Aamon!" Pandora was dressed...bright? I could use her as a highlighter for my text book, but I prefer non-neon colors. She was beautiful, don't get me wrong, but come on....pink? Her pink hijab and long dress were NOT my style. Even so, she managed to be beautiful in anything she wore. To her left side, she also wore a black satchel in which she typically carries books and her phone.

Now one thing I have avoided talking about is her looks. Pandora is nothing out of the usual; she is a very light complected Saudi Arabian with incredible athletic abilities. She plays soccer, track, and also basketball. She has a rounder face that also is clear and free of teenage/ young adult changes such as acne.

I on the other hand had went through a minor acne inconvenience that only lasted for a month when I was 13. It was horrifying...but I am 28 now, so the worst is behind me. Now all I have to worry about is keeping my hair neat...which reminds me...I guess I've avoided describing myself.

Well first thing's first, my name is Aamon Azar, no middle name whatsoever. I have chocolate brown wavy hair that parts to the left side, dark green eyes, and my family is from the Mediterranean. I'll leave my skin tone to your imagination. Another thing would be that my parents are filthy rich off of oil and several other businesses they own, yet they choose to stay in Detroit....

"It is summer! Finally!" I watch as she laughs at my comment. I am not excited, I'm just ready for a break. And summer is a good break, until I find a job at least.

"Look at your outfit!" Simple dark brown shorts and a white polo...come on. Shades were also necessary. I feel elite but like old elite. Like I am fine, but older me is fine also. But Pandora on the other hand...she is interesting. So I have no idea why she is commenting on my outfit.

"Didn't you say you wanted to go shopping?"

"Yeah, waiting until I save enough money." I roll my eyes and grab my keys before walking her to my navy blue truck.

"Do I need to buy the entire mall for you? But for real, let's go get you some stuff."

"Aamon, you don't need to buy me anything. Spend your money on yourself." Another thing I loved about her was her disregard for my parents' money. Personally, I would never want Pandora to want for something when I have plenty to give.

"Technically I am." leaving my house unlocked, and arguing with Pandora more, we arrive at the mall. I want to wait until after to get groceries.

As we get out of my truck, I notice a family; two kids, a boy and a girl, walking with their mon and dad. They look happy and close...

My parents barely put up with me, as if having a kid was a minimum restrain from living life. Kids, stress, and money trouble? For some reason they have never heard of them, but religion and partying are top priority..no in-between. But Unlike them, worrying encouraged me to be my best at all times. Therefore I would like to experience it a bit. But this all just further explains why I enjoy spending money that isn't mine, especially on other people. Because my parents will pay attention to a dent in their bank account rather than their son, so why not take advantage.

"I want to get my nails painted, do you want to?"

"Yeah, my parents are fine with it."

"Great, and I was thinking a nice grey. Like ash, it reminds me of your eyes. What color interests you?"

"Sunflower brown, since you chose my favorite color, I choose yours."

"Ok, and for lunch?"

"You can choose."

"Are we going to get the usual?" Her right arm interlocks my left arm and I nod. Typically, everytime we start off with ice cream.

"Tradition is tradition right? Do not want one?"

"Yes I do." We make our way to The ice cream shop to order the same thing from our adolescent years.

Our server gives us our ice cream and we find a blue table with four seats. The ice cream was three flavors, strawberry, blueberry, and blackberry swirled from lightest to darkest around the bowls perimeter. The ice cream made a bowl inside the waffle bowl, and then the server would add this mixture. Bananas, vanilla ice cream, and whipped cream, but double the bananas to make the flavor stand out more. It was all blended and created the thick creamy middle of the Triple Merry Berry Banana Surprise. After, it was topped with more of the original three flavors of ice cream in three large scoops.

"Aamon?!" The only word that came to mind when I heard that slightly annoying high pitched voice was 'crap'.

"Oh, hey Julie." I tell Pandora I'll be right back, and then grab Julie's hand and take her to a far off corner. Julie is a slightly older lady that I am convinced is obsessed with me. She has blonde hair, a light fake tan and bright green eyes; typical white girl I guess. Though she is very pretty, she is very clingy. All I did was get her an uber when she was wasted, and now she wants to date me. It was a simple gesture, I didn't ask for all the rest that came after. Right now she wore a short lime green dress with a black belt tied around her waist. She always has her gold name necklace around her neck; how badly I want to strangle her with it.

"So you have time to eat ice cream but not to text me back?"

"Look, you know it isn't like that-"

"We were supposed to hang out, but I guess you have other plans." She tries to walk off but I grab her hand and pull her towards me.

"How about I take you out to dinner later?"

"Or, how about you make me dinner, at your place?" This was preposterous! I can cook, but something about her wanting to come to my house is not sitting right in my stomach. All of the cringe movies that I've watched have lead me to believe she has other plans...but I can't let her continue to ruin my day just yet.

"Ok, just let me know what you want and if you have any allergies. Meet me at my place at 7:00 pm." She suddenly hugs me and I put my all into faking the hug I give back.

"See you tonight then." Julie walks of and I wander back to Pandora and my halfway melted ice cream, now upset over the arrangements I made. Plus the possible chance of her trying to be intimate with me...oh how I despise it.

Pandora was a social butterfly, but she had some sort of thing against Julie. I wasn't sure what happened, but she turned her head and got nervous everytime Julie appeared. Now that I am back, she seemed somewhat normal.

"I made a mistake."