Everything was normal that day, I went to work and did nothing I didn’t do everyday. I was standing in the front of the mall shoe store and watched some cute girls and some cuter guys walk by. I was bisexual and had to accept just like my parents did. It was hard, their 17 year old baby was bisexual, and they did not have a say. My day turned around when a boy walked in with his mom. He had brown hair with some blonde in the front, with big brown eyes.

He flashed a smile at me and I melted. I talked to him about almost everything but the shoes he came in for. He was wearing a red T-shirt with white slim cargo shorts. He flipped his hair while we talked.

“So Whats your name I asked?
“Shane what about yours?”
“Damien, so what grade are you in?”
“11th its not that fun though”
“No?” I laughed a little bit
“I’m a senior but I’m 17 so you know how that it is”
” Well I like older, I’m 16 but I’ll be 17 in less than 2 weeks
“Really I’ll be 18 in a month!”

His mom looked at me and him and joined in a little bit on our conversation. She whispered something in his ear, smiled at me, and said” you two have fun, I’ll be back”.

I couldn’t stop staring at all his perfect features, his eyes, his body, and just the way he talked. It sounds funny, how could I think like this about a kid I barely knew.
As we were talking he had his hand on his hip and looked and asked me ” What are you into?”
“what do you mean”
“Well you know, boys girls?
” That all depends, what do you like Shane”
“I’m in for whatever if you have a break”

I couldn’t believe that this kid was actually asking me out.