A little more shopping(Kessa)

[Antosha Vikenti]

Ant kicked up his feet onto the table at Starbucks, a cup of black coffee held in his pale black nailed hand. Loads of bags with all at his feet; from Victoria Secret-the store that scared him to death- to Hot Topic. He had been shopping for a couple of hours for his friends, and his sister. Though he had to pick up her order from VS, earning so many stares from girls in the store. He was sure he was going to be kicked out of the store very violently.

He sipped on the coffee, looking oddly dignified despite all the black clothing. Antosha yawned, knowing he had a couple more hours of shopping for the rest of people. At least this year his sister was going to have the best birthday/Christmas ever. He'd already gotten stuff with Ash and all her other friends. But he really needed to get things JUST from him. Sort of similar to the party he wanted to throw.

Antosha yawned again, covering his mouth with and hand then pulling it down to admire a ring. It was small and made of onyx. Last years only gift from May. He didn't even want to think about how much it would cost him. "After this, time to start saving again. Man I really need a job." This was mostly to himself as he collected all the bags and set out for Spencers as his next destination. Hopefully he'd run into someone to help him with the rest of her birthday. Like the party he was planning. He didn't plan on literally running into someone however, but it couldn't be avoided.

The small red-headed girl was too small for him to notice before it was too late. Ant stumbled a bit before slamming into her and he found himself dropping his coffee in order to catch her from hitting the hard linoleum. "I am sorry! Are you alright, little girl?" now that they were closer Antosha could tell she wasn't the middle schooler he once thought and his amber eyes narrowed in the bright light. "Sorry." he stood up, pulling her up with him before bending down to collect his fallen bags,

[Kessa Westwood]

It had been a week and her things still had not come, she called her mother who was just about to call her to inform her that the package was returned. So in the mean time until her mother could send the package she was given permission to get some new clothes and shoes, her mother added "within reason dear".

With her mother's best wishes and permission to get new clothes, she was off to the mall where she planned to scope out the shops and then pick out clothes that she would like. After a bite to eat at the food court she was off to find something that she liked to wear.

Kessa seemed to forget her nightmares at least for the time being among the dresses and the gowns of glitter, pants, suits, shoes, shirts and accessories but she was also not paying attention to her surroundings and thats when it happened.

A guy crashed into her sending her almost flying into a rack of clothes if he didn't catch her that is. He was kind but he made a big mistake in calling her a 'little girl'.

"Little girl? Do I look like a little girl?" she snapped at the boy before her.

[Antosha Vikenti]

Antosha raised an eyebrow at that. Who knew little red-heads had such fiery personalities? Here he was thinking that she might be a nice normal girl who would just accept the apology and walk away. But no, she had to go and snap at him. Little girls who could snap at a guy that were a good foot and a half taller then them made him laugh so hard. Especially when they were short and skinny.

"Actually. Yeah, you do look like a little girl to me."

He chuckled darkly, because as he's always stated- guys like him couldn't just laugh. They must chuckle, and chuckle darkly at that. The creepier the better. Now Ant bent down, black hair falling into his amber eyes. Eyes that almost seemed to glow in this harsh light. Like his sister's ocean theory; Ant had his own theory on what his power was like.

There was a beast lurking beneath the flesh. A deadly beast. Hard to tame, and always showing. When he first begins to shift, the eyes are the first to change and the last to shift when he returns to human form. It made him wonder if there would be a day when his eyes never shifted back to normal and he'd be stuck with the cool cat eyes of his alternate form.

"I am Antosha, call me Ant. It's easier to spell. Sorry I ran into you, can I help with your bags?"

[Kessa Westwood]

Brushing herself off, standing up and flipping her hair back out of her face, her brow arched as she stood up as big as she could and faced him. "I am no little girl, just because I am short doesn't make me so!"

His laughing was not going to help make friends with her and she made that very clear to him. "Stop laughing, it's not funny!" she huffed as she listened to him continue talking.

"An sotio? Ant? What kind of name is that?" She coughed sarcastically "My bags? does it look like I have bags?"

Why she would even continue to talk to him? She didn't know know but she did, extending her hand "I am Kessa, Like Jessa only with a K and thank you for catching me, that was nice of you" her mood clearly softening, maybe it was something about the way he looked? Maybe, but right now she didn't care.

[Antosha Vikenti]

Antosha laughed, not bothering to hide it. God short people had such amazing personalities. "An-to-sh-a. Not... Whatever the hell you said." He flipped his hair in a mock imitation of what she did. Let the tiny woman complain about that.

"It was no problem, Kisa. Now since I can not leave a little girl alone at a mall, would you like to grab something to eat?" He flung the bags onto one arm so that he had another one free incase she decided to fall over again and he needed to play hero. Ant loved playing hero; you got free stuff all the time and no one said shit about it.

[Kessa Westwood]

"Kisa?" she sighed as she watched him mock her, she shook her head as she put her blue book bag over her shoulder and told the boy "I am NOT a little girl and if you say it one more I swear I will kick you!" taking in a deep breath she continued her 'little' rant "Why would I go to eat something with you? After you called me a little girl? guys dint go out with little girls" she let out a loud "grrrrrrr".

There was a pause as she shifted her weight with her empty stomach making unwanted noise that she tried to cover with her hand but it was too late the rumble escaped.

"Grrrrr fine, I will go for a bite with you, but you dont have to follow me around, I am not a little baby that need her hand held" she was nice but there was a clearly an edge in voice.

[Antosha Vikenti]

Antosha laughed, not even fazed in the slightest about her little rant. Her sigh about Kisa also went unnoticed. This was the beauty of Ant; he only paid attention when it interested him. Like the fact this little devushka was lying right to his face as if he were an idiot. He noticed that stomach growl, mostly because he had bent down to pick up the last bag so his ear was fairly close to her tummy at the time.

“Excuse me, I do not date girls. Period. End of story. No more on that subject.” He raised an eyebrow at her. Really? Did he really seem straight to her? God if a stranger mistook him for one of the squares then he really must be losing his gay flare. This made him strangely sad inside, he preferred being flamboyant at every awkward moment possible.”Alright, little devushka. You lead the way, I follow, and I pay.” Ant chuckled, knowing he’d found a way to beat her at her own game. He’d just called her little girl without Kisa knowing!

[Kessa Westwood]

"little devushka?" shaking her head then holding up her hand to him "Never mind, don't tell me please." as she quickened her steps to make space between him and herself.

Once at the food court she went up to the china pan, ordering her food and taking it back to an empty table. She let Ant pay for it since she didn't have any cash on her. "Thank you for lunch" she told him as she shoved a forkful of food into her mouth.

After finishing her meal she waited for Ant to finish his "So where you from, boy?"

[Antosha Vikenti]

Antosha followed her, silent laughter shaking his shoulders. Man this girl had spirit. Such a girl was so hard to find her, though he suspected in his country everyone was still like this. Never mind the fact it has been nearly nine years since he last stepped foot there. It was still his country, especially if he could spout off Russian at the drop of a hat. Though half the Americans probably could as well.

He smiled as she ordered her food, simply getting a coffee for himself and paid for both of their items. See, Ant knew how to be a gentleman! Alright, she was a girl he had to be. But he insists it counts to his end total. He sat down beside her, once again unloading his arms of the bags.

Antosha waited in patient- alright who are we kidding? Ant couldn't wait to open his mouth, but he kept it shut to be kind to the girl and her meal. Though once her mouth opened the flood gates broke lose. Wasn't much behind them, thankfully else the girl would drown. "Well, Kisa, I was born and raised in Russia until I was 14 then came here to America-let me tell you, culture shock-and then came to attend Hammel shortly after. So you? Family? Friends? Where are you from?" He paused to take a drink of the luke-warm water they called coffee. "And you... Do you happen to know a Mayu? She's my baby sister."

[Kessa Westwood]

Nearly empty plates sat in front of the pair after having there full of the meal. Kessa sat there silent for some time even after Ant had asked her a few questions.

"Ohio" she replied with a soft voice "Dayton, Ohio and yes I have a family and friends" a bit of bad humor on her part "Mayu, of course I know Mayu, 'shes' your sister? your kidding right?" Kessa couldn't believe that Ant was Mayu's brother, this kid must be pulling her leg or playing a bad joke on her, it can't be.

Kessa could feel a headache coming on, she rubbed her forehead as she took out some Advil, taking a sip of water before downing the two pills in one quick move of her hand. She sighed as she thought of where she wanted to go shop next, she did alot of window shopping but bought nothing and she needed things to wear until her parents sent her things.