he next morning I woke up at around 9am. I decided to head down to the mall to look around some shops. I grabbed a smoothie and walked into sephora. I tested some foundations and tried to colour match to my skin. After Sephora I went to H&M and began looking for some new knit wear, as it was beginning to get cold in New Jersey at this time of year. I grabbed some sweaters off the rack that I liked and made my way to the change room. I took off my green long sleeved shirt that I had on but kept on my light wash blue denim jeans that were stuck to my legs. I grabbed the grey sweater off one of the racks. I could hear footsteps that stopped just outside of my change room. All that was covering me was a light black curtain. I closed my eyes and prayed that whoever it was would not open the door. Suddenly the black curtain was ripped open, and my heart sank as I was revealed half naked, in my denim jeans and my white lace bralette. I tried to cover myself as best possible. The person on the other side was a boy about my age, with brown hair and nice, tan skin. He was much taller than me, and he looked like an angel.

"I I'm s-so sorry!", he stuttered as he tried to avoid looking at my chest.

"My eyes are up here", I said as I threw the sweater over myself.

"At least the new sweater looks nice on you?", he said, trying to avoid the awkwardness.

I smirked and slammed the curtain back across, re-covering myself.

"I'm sorry", he said softly from the other side.

I tried on the rest of my clothes, still embarrassed about what had just happened.

After choosing the ones I would like to buy, I grabbed my things and headed for the counter. I grabbed out my card and paid, before heading for the exit.

As I exited, I saw the guy from the change rooms waiting along the railing on the outside of the shop. I walked straight out, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Hey, you're the girl from the change rooms yea?", a familiar voice said, running up behind me.

"Mmm-hmm", I replied.

"I was thinking maybe I could re-pay you by taking you somewhere for lunch? Are you hungry?", he asked me.

Why was he being so nice to me? He literally just saw me half naked and now he wants us to hang out?

"I don't mean to be rude, but you just saw me half naked, and I'm still kind of embarrassed, so I might've to pass", I responded.

"Look at it this way, now I don't have to imagine what was under there", he smirked.

I glared at him. He wasn't taking this serious.

"Come on, surely a burger and some fries would make you feel better?", he asked.

I sighed, and he lit up.

"I know just the place", he smiled.