3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Summer

My next shift at the store passed slowly. I wandered the aisles while waiting for customers. After a few hours the chill began to seep into my bones, and I shrugged my shoulders into my coat for an extra layer of warmth.

I lost myself in a few crossword puzzles. When I began to lose feeling in my fingers, I jammed my hands inside the pockets. A piece of paper pricked the space between my pointer and middle finger causing me to yelp. "What the heck?" I muttered, pulling the flier Sarah gave me last night.

Unfolding the paper on the counter, I typed the website of the GBA into my phone and was greeted with a professional looking site. I pursed my lips, and decided to open a new tab to check the Better Business Bureau's site where I discovered the GBA had an A+ rating.

"What'cha reading kid?" Mr. Johnson asked. "Anything interesting?"

I felt heat flush my cheeks. "It's a dating service," I stammered.

He stole a glance at the paper next to me. "Ah, same one as Sarah. You should sign up. Maybe you'll find somebody," he said. "Just remember, always read the fine print." He winked and went back to stocking shelves.

My finger hovered between the buttons to create an account and to fill out the form for more information. A customer came up, and I hastily shoved the flier and my phone on the shelf under the register. Once I rang them up and left I pulled out my phone. On the screen was a pop up congratulating me on joining.

"Oh my God. What have I done?" I groaned as quietly as possible. "I'll look later from the privacy of my own home."