Your POV

"Dimsum!!" I yell at my best friend, Mark.

"I told you to stop calling me that in public" he says, embarrassed.

"Sorry, Dimsum!" I say, laughing. He drags me from the center of the shopping centre to a little corner. He then starts giving me a lecture on how he isn't and doesn't look like a dimsum.

"My face doesn't look like a dimsum, I am not steamed and obviously not eaten!!" he says, frustrated.

"Sorry....Mark" I say, genuinely sorry because I hated seeing my best friend feeling down because of me.

He smiles at me and drags me out from the corner and we continue our shopping trip. Okay....my shopping trip. No way would Mark ever want to go on a shopping trip but I made him come along to carry my shopping bags. And bonus, we get to hang around with each other.

We are sitting at the food court, having some burgers and chips after the 4 hours of my shopping and Mark's pleas for me to stop. I suddenly see a pair of soft brown eyes looking at me from another table. I glance over at him and he turns around like he wasn't looking. I study his light brown eyes, his hair that would gently fall over his eyes whenever he talked or smiled, and then I realised that I was falling for him......hard. He looked exactly like my type and bonus, I was looking for a boyfriend anyway. Mark notices me looking at something and follows my line of view.

"Really?" he says.

"What!?!?!" I yell, annoyed.

"Stop staring at that guy so much"

"Why do you care who I stare at?" I say.

He goes back to eating, annoyed and I go back to staring at 'brown eyes'
'Brown eyes' suddenly stands up and makes his way over to our table.

He held out his hand, "We haven't met yet, I'm Brandon Taylor".

Dear Lord that voice could warm me on the coldest day of the year, "_________, nice to meet you".

"Mind of I join you and your.......???" he asks.

"Best friend!" I practically yell at him.

"Great! I thought it wouldn't be very good to join you two if he was your boyfriend".

"Yeh!" I say, laughing.

Mark glares at him and I kick him from under the table.
"Ouch..." Marks says quietly.

A few guys yell at Brandon to hurry up or they were going to be late.

"Well....gotta go, mind if i get your number? We could go for coffee or something like that" he asks.

"Yeh, I'd like that" I says and give him my number.

"See you around, I'll call you?" he asks.

"Sure!" I reply and he walks away

I breathe out. "Isn't he amazing, Mark??" I ask.

"Absolutely not.." he replies quietly.

"Mark! You're are best friend! You should support me in who I like!!!!" I say.

"Fine......but he's an idiot!!"

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