As we strolled, I spotted a familiar face. His name was Kevin and he worked at Wal-Mart. I hate to admit it, but I thought he was cute. I think I might've had a crush on him. Anytime I have toasty feelings for boys it always perturbs me, but I like eye-candy, and he's a pretty one. His hair looked like it was bleached with his brown roots coming in. I only looked, or rather acted like I didn't see him by sweeping my glances at him and moved on.

Another person I spotted was T, my butch friend who looked like she was seriously writing some important info. She's an electrician by trade, so it made sense to see her there, but I didn't expect to. I almost wanted to approach her and say hi, but something inside held me back.

I don't know why I didn't approach either one of them at the store. I'm not usually that shy. Maybe if I were by myself I would've. I don't know what I would've said, but usually when you see someone, you don't always plan a script in your head and follow it accordingly. It's just an excuse, really.