The car turned in the direction of the store with the big red letters that read "BIG Y." We all got out of the car, and headed toward the entrance. "Alright, Maliea and Kalani, here's your list to find the items and meet me back soon." She gave us our lists, which weren't very long, but I had more stuff to look for than hers. Off we went, anxiously running around the store, tossing things into the cart as we scrambled to find what our mom put down. Last thing on the list FINALLY. I grabbed the loaf of bread off the display "Maliea?" Somebody called out from behind me. I could always recognize that voice from anywhere. "Bruce?" I turned around coming face to face with a tall, dark brown-haired boy. "Hey!" I gave him a slight wave, still holding the loaf of bread in my other hand. "Hey, I've been meaning to ask you about my baseball game tomorrow. You coming?" He questioned. "Wouldn't miss it for the world!" I responded, smiling at him. "Maliea! We've been looking everywhere for you- Oh, hey Bruce." My sister scolded me, before glancing at Bruce and then back at me with a wide smirk. "I have to go Bruce, but uh... Here's my house phone number, call me later!" I handed him a piece of paper from my pocket, with the number on it, and he smiled down at it. "Thanks, see you at the game Maliea.!" "Bye Bruce!" I watched as he walked away, grinning at me before he disappeared into another aisle. 

"He totally likes you!" Gwen shouted from the other line cheerfully. "Yeah right, Gwenny." Just then another call came in on the other line "Wait Gwen, I have to take this, I'll call you right back!" I clicked over. "Hey, is this Maliea?" Somebody called out. "Yeah, is this Bruce?" I greeted. "Yup. How are you?" Bruce asked. "Perfect, you?" I responded sarcastically. "Just fine." He responded happily. Pure silence echoed until he sighed loudly, "Maliea, I need to talk to you about something.." "Yeah sure, what's up!?" "Maliea I-" The line cut out. "Maliea, time for bed!" I groaned in anger, punching a pillow. What was he about to tell me!? I hung up the phone, and climbed back into bed, tossing on my side. Bruce Yamada like me? No way.