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Clarke walked through the comic book’s door, pausing to breathe in the smell of fresh comics. She grinned as she walked over to the counter where two boys were talking to each other behind the counter. The store wasn’t very full; just her, the two boys, and five or so other customers.
“Hey Monty.” She said, leaning on the counter. The first boy, a kind faced asian, had shaggy black hair. The second was a bit taller than the first with shorter dark hair and goggles sitting on top of his head.
“Hey Clarke!” The shaggy haired boy said with a grin.
“Oh so Monty gets a hi but not me?” The goggle-wearing boy asked, feinging hurt.
“Hey Jasper.” She said with a playful roll of her eyes and a grin. Monty chuckled. “So what’s new here?” She asked as she stood up, away from the counter. She walked to a rack of X-Men comics to look through them.
“Well we just a few more boxes of comics, but we haven’t gotten them unpacked just yet.” Monty replied.
“Anything else?” Clarke asked, still looking through the comics.
“Oh! And there’s this really hot chick that comes here every now and then.” Jasper said and hopped onto the counter.
“Other than me?” Clarke replied with a grin.
“Other than you.” Jasper grinned. “But seriously, she’s tall, dark, and hot.” Clarke was about to ask him something when the bell to the front door rang. Clarke turned her head and her breathe got stuck in her throat. A girl that looked around her age stepped into the store. She wore a dark grey shirt with side rips, a black leather jacket, dark skinny jeans and black combat boots. What really defined her was her killer eyeliner. How someone could look that fierce in it; Clarke would never know.
“Speak of the devil and he shall come.” Monty muttered, loud enough for his companions to hear.
“Or in this case; she.” Jasper muttered back. Clarke didn’t say anything, opting to just stare at the girl. That is, until she turned her gaze to Clarke. Then Clarke ducked her head back to the shelf of comics, cheeks a dark red.
“See I told you she’s hot!” Jasper grinned as he saw Clarke. She gave him a glare, which Jasper returned with a grin.
“You can turn around now Clarke, she went to the back.” Monty told Clarke with a small smile.
“Thanks Monty.” Clarke returned the smile.
“So you going to talk to her?” Jasper asked from on top of the counter..
“What?” Clarke looked perplexed. “No, of course not! I don’t even know who or anything.”
“That’s why you’ve got to talk to here.” Jasper replied.
“He’s right you know.” Monty said. He took out a comic book from under the counter and sat in the chair behind the counter.
“Yeah well….” Clarke sighed and walked the two feet from the rack and the counter. “I wouldn’t even know how to start a conversation.” She muttered to them.
“Well Clarke you’ve come to the right place.” Jasper grinned and rubbed his hands together. “Ok, so what you’ve got to do it-”
“No offense Jasper, but you’re plans don’t normally work as well as you think they do..” Clarke interrupted him.
“What? Of course my plans work!”
“I have to agree with Clarke.” Monty said.
“Ok name one plan then.”Jasper said with a huff.
“Two years ago, on the 4th of July when you were going to scare Octavia with a firework and it backfired. Literally. You turned it the wrong way and it flew right at you.” Monty stated. Jasper huffed again, gaining a grin from Monty. “Want my advice Clarke?” He asked, putting down his comic.
“Yes please.” She replied.
“Here,” He bent down and picked up a small stack of comics. “Go take this to the back where she is and put them away. There’s a few different comics and you never know, it might be one she’s looking for. If not then ask her if she needs help finding anything.”
“Thanks Monty.” She grinned at him and took the stack of comics. “You’re the best!” She turned and started making her way to the dark haired beauty. Hopefully she wouldn’t fuck this up.