I'mma Shine (Luke)

[Taeyeon Kai]

Twin buds in her ears as her body swayed on the bus towards the mall, the teenage girl jammed out to the song from the Step Up soundtrack. Her hazel eyes were closed, fully immersed in the music as her body rocked out to the dance tune. Chocolate curly hair was pinned in a half-up-half-down style that was bumped slightly on the top, a popular American hairstyle that looked good with how long her hair was. On her tall slender body was a loudly colored plaid hoodie that revealed some cleavage under a snow-white parka and skinny dark-washed jeans with sneakers on her feet. Flip-flops dangled from her fingers.

"Pilot Ridge Mall!"

The call disrupted her music jam session, making her smile as she rocketed out of the bus, running through the expanse of snow into the mall. She shook herself out of her parka as soon as her body was inside the building and her fingers ran through her hair, snagging her headphones as she entered the Hollister store on the first floor. She took a grateful breath of the Hollister's signature cologne and grinned.

"You're late, Kai!" her supervisor yelled above the din of people milling around the store. Tae rolled her eyes and changed her shoes, throwing her stuff in a locker in the back room before coming back out on the show floor, smiling at the first anxious customer.

"Hello, I'm Tae. Anything I can help you with?"

[Luke Pyrrhos]

It was a weekend, and school was officially adjourned for the traditional weekend break. This gave Luke the opportunity to go shopping for some new threads, something his closet was needing desperately. Not to say he was one of those prissy, flamboyant guys who always had to refresh their closet every other weekend, but hell, who didn't want a few new pieces of clothing here and there? So off he went, in his loose fit indigo jeans, pumas, and loose tee with a button up, left open, casual.

He donned his aviators and weathered military jacket as he headed towards the only place around here where he could get some decent clothing that didn't include grandma's quality handmade sweaters. Not necessarily what he was looking for. Instead, he went straight for the strip mall. It was cold and blustery outside, so he ducked his head inside his jacket, hoping not to catch too much of the icy chill that seemed to gravitate towards his skin at any twist and turn in the road. Still, he had the benefit of having a higher body temperature than most other humans, and this in and of itself created an extra layer of insulation that kept him from losing feeling in his toes.

Sooner than later, he made it to the mall, where he strode on in, took off his jacket and threw it over his shoulder, and then began to window shop. Usually he would hit up Guess, Express, and H&M for his clothing, and he was actually planning on it when he saw something much better, much more enticing in the window to his left. A beautiful girl, wild hair, long and lean and eyes to die for. She was, as a matter of fact, much better looking than any jeans he could possibly hope to find today.

Blinded by attraction, he sauntered on into the store, hardly even aware of where he'd walked into until of course the cologne hit him and he stifled back at the large amounts of cologne that seemed to be raining from the ceiling fans. Still, although this slightly disabled him for a moment in time, he pursued his object of desire as she approached him, questioning what he'd need help with. Well, of course he could tell her flat out what he wanted to do with her, but that didn't seem like it would get her under his hook..gosh listen to him, he sounded like a perv. There was a thin line between romantic and creep, and Luke felt like he had just stepped right on over and didn't look back. Well that was definitely not what he was taught as a child. His father and mother always told him that a good man had class, respect for the lady, no matter where his mind and other parts of his body were going. He must respect her to win over her trust. But how much trust did he need? Right now he wasn't honestly thinking with his head, which caused him to respond to her, "Er yes, I'm looking for some jeans. Do you know what would look best on me, gorgeous?" He smiled and did a once over. Well, so much for that respectful tact. Hell, he didn't even know where he was. Quickly he glanced at the ad nearest him. Aw s^&t. He was in Hollister. This was like..where the peewees went before they got up to Guess or Express, or most likely even H&M. What was he going to do now? She most likely thought he was a tosser anyways by now. But maybe he had some time to salvage what ha already slipped from his mouth. After all, it wasn't as if he had asked where the v-neck tees were.

[Taeyeon Kai]

The response that came from the man she had questioned made Tae blink. This boy was...too many words would describe this boy. Sexy. Handsome. Charming. Sophisticated. All these words swirled in Tae's mind as she blinked, processing his question. Her hazel eyes, more green than blue, looked the boy over in a quick glance. Why was he in her store if he was dressed like that? He looked like he had stepped off the cover of People magazine as the next teen star for some million-dollar movie.

"Straight-leg," she said absently, her body moving to the said style of male jeans. At those words from her mouth, she snapped out of the daze he had made. "What size are you exactly?" she asked him, holding up a few pairs of jeans. "We have many styles of the straight-leg jean, but I'm sure there's something to your taste."

Those last words were meant for a kinda sarcastic feel to him, seeing as she could see the dollar signs literally floating around his tall broad form.

[Luke Pyrrhos]

Now this was some nice service. Despite how he clearly didn't fit the age group of the store, and how most of this stuff really wasn't his style, she still seemed to assist him in the best way she could, and for that, he thought she deserved a real answer to her question, "31 x 32". It would be interesting for her to actually find a pair of jeans that he would approve of, considering the store. But maybe he'd be able to wear them when he went on break to go visit his parents and family down in Miami, Florida, while on the beach. That reminded him, he hadn't gone surfing in ages! Oh how Luke missed home and despised this weather even more..

But he couldn't be too down, after all, he had this beautiful girl right in front of him. He cheered up, thought on the bright side of things, and followed her as she led him to the land of preppy high schooler jeans. He watched her body sway as she led him forward, and tried to keep his eyes on the destination and his mind out of the gutter, which although it was increasingly difficult, he managed to do as she stopped in front of the destination. He gave a once over of the options, and found that the darker of the jeans looked the most promising. They also were a bit higher on the shelf..so duty called. "Uh, hey, those look worthy," he pointed up to their direction, "Do you think you might be able to bring them down for me, or see if they come in my size at least?" He smiled in a pleading, smoldering way.

[Taeyeon Kai]

Once he gave his size, she looked down at some she had in her hand and realized that none of these would fit him. She sighed, looking up at the other jeans to correct her mistake, when he pointed out some to his liking. She followed the direction of his finger, looking at the jeans he pointed out, and smiled. Those jeans would look nice on his lanky figure, even if he did have some nice jeans on already.

"I'm sure we have them in your size," she replied as she walked over to the shelf. Tae was just under six feet tall, tall for a girl of seventeen, but she easily grabbed a couple pairs from the high shelf and brought them back down, setting them on a table and rifling through them. "Hm, let's see...31 by 32...ha!" She held up a pair triumphantly. "Here we go." She gave the pair to him and went back to the shelf, finding more pairs in his size and different wash colors.

"Now, you can try those on in the dressing rooms over there," she pointed out towards the back. "I can be your stand-in fashion consultant, if you want." She gave him a brilliant smile; she liked helping customers with their clothes. It came from being the daughter of a high-end fashion designer. "And don't think your pretty looks will get good comments about how you look." She winked.