[color=palegreen]"Mommy..."[/color] A five year old boy with dark brown hair and vibrant, green eyes tugged onto the ends of a thin woman's skirt. [url=http://s8.favim.com/orig/150324/black-boots-clothes-coat-Favim.com-2590168.jpg] Her outfit[/url] included a gray toned jacket and shirt, a leather skirt, knee high black stockings, black ankle heeled boots, and a maroon scarf to add color. The young boy wore an almost fully [url=http://enjoystyles.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/145.jpg] jean outfit[/url], black glasses, and like his mother, he wore a scarf but instead of red, his was blue. Most people would see a big sister and a little brother since the woman looked barely in her twenties, maybe even younger, and that wasn't entirely untrue. But there were always those few people, who assumed the worse, and... they weren't wrong... Nana was a twenty one year old, single mother who raised a five year old boy, you do the math. 

In Barnes and Noble which was in the Palace Nine Shopping Center, the seemingly timid woman brought her attention from a bookshelf to her precious child, [color=limegreen]"Yes, my little man?"[/color]

The child lifted a fairly hefty book up, she grabbed it from him so it wouldn't drop on his face, it read: [i]The Complete Grimm's Fairy Tales[/i].

[color=palegreen] "I want it."[/color] With pleading eyes, the boy gave his mom a pout hoping the power of cuteness would win his mom over. Cuteness always won. 

Giving an expression of concern, Nana asked, [color=limegreen] "Why does this book interest you, Jude?"[/color]

The boy grinned and brought his hands in the air gesturing for his mom to give the book back. Passing it to her son carefully, she watched him bring it to the floor and opened it, [color=palegreen]"Pretty pictures."[/color] His fingers trailed down the artwork of [i]Rumpelstiltskin[/i]. Kneeling down to be at a closer level with her son, the mother sighed, [color=limegreen]"The book might give you nightmares..."[/color]

[color=palegreen]"I'm a big boy mommy! Please, please, PLEEEEEEEEASE. If I get a scary dream, we can get a new book, okay?"[/color] Nana couldn't help but smile at her son, he would be quite the diplomat when he got older. Both of them did agree that if they had a disagreement, they would meet each other half way. Her boy was pretty level headed for his age and he loved to read so she wasn't going to prevent him from indulging in knowledge... UNLESS it was something naughty.  Naughty books was never an option. Not even when he reached the age to have such thoughts. 

Leaving the book on the floor, Jude rose up and offered his mother his hand, [color=palegreen]"Deal?"[/color] Grabbing his tiny hand, she giggled as she shook it gently, [color=limegreen]"You got it, angel."[/color]

With that, she picked up the book, grabbed his hand and went to go purchase it. Placing the book on the counter, she felt the eyes of the cashier on her. A ghastly older woman who didn't look like she's seen sunlight in awhile. Her dark void eyes looked Nana up and down and then at her son. Scanning the book, she smiled unpleasantly, [color=a187be]"Cute boy, your brother?"[/color]

Not the type of person to lie to people about her son, nor ashamed of having a child, Nana answered honestly, [color=limegreen]"This is my son."[/color] She looked at Jude and lifted him up to see the lady, [color=limegreen]"Jude say hi."[/color]

[color=palegreen]"Helloooo Miss."[/color] Putting her boy down, Nana listened to the older woman's simple response, [color=a187be]"Oh."[/color] The mother could feel the eyes beaming on her now. Not just from this older woman but from everyone around her. It made her sweat. Quickly paying, Nana grabbed her bag and Jude's hand and paced out of the bookstore. 

She hated leaving the house. But... today was her day off and Jude deserved to go out every now and then. 

Trying to get her mind off of other people's judgements, she asked her child as they walked, [color=limegreen]"Want a pretzel? We had a big breakfast so I don't think you're ready for lunch just yet."[/color]

[color=palegreen]"OH MY GOODNESS. Yes mommy! like ten yeses!"[/color] He gestured to all his ten fingers and then exclaimed loud and proudly, [color=palegreen]"This is the best day ever!"[/color] Luckily there was not a terribly long line to the pretzel stand, but when she approached it and waited patiently in line, a bunch of teens ran in front of her... 

The mother observed their attire and the way they held themselves, the boy, with a faint bruise on his neck, who wore long sleeves that probably covered up scars, looked like a delinquent, who had a lot of pressures in his life and the two teen girls looked like they both had extremely overprotective parents, fathers to be exact, who wanted a little bit more freedom. Their clothing spoke louder than words.

Tapping one of their shoulders, she said softly, [color=limegreen]"Um... excuse me, I was here first..."[/color]

[color=7ea7d8]"Buzz off, slut. You were too slow. I got my ladies to feed." [/color]The young girls couldn't help but giggle and stare lustfully over the boy as he brought them closer. Nana felt the need to gag at the sight but held it in. 

With narrowed eyes, Nana muttered, [color=limegreen]"Jude, baby, cover your ears."[/color] Jude did exactly that and looked at a baby stroller passing by. 

Approaching the three minors, Nana gritted her teeth, [color=limegreen]"Listen you little shits. If you don't get out of my way, I'll find out exactly who you are and tell your parents you're playing hooky. Millington is a tiny town and my friend, secretary to the only damn highschool all three of you probably attend, will make sure to make your life a living hell. My child and I were here first and if you think going to the authorities will solve your problems, think again, because from the looks of it, you're all scared shitless"[/color] She looked at the dimwitted girls and laughed, [color=limegreen]"Your parents wouldn't approve with how slutty you're both dressed"[/color] and then to the annoying "thug" boy, [color=limegreen]"And your father is probably a teacher or the principal of the school who would beat the living shit out of you if he knew you were here. Now if you'll excuse me."[/color]

The pretzel guy cut in to assist the single mother, [color=f9ad81]"I actually know Mike's parents personally. His father is the principal. Comes here all the time, actually."[/color]

The kids backed away, a bit shocked with how right she was, and the boy named Mike was like, [color=7ea7d8]"Jeez lady... you'll be a wonderful parent for that boy."[/color] Flipping the pretzel guy off, Mike and the two girls escaped before things got worse. 

Eyes a little widened, the pretzel guy was like, [color=f9ad81]"You don't play..."[/color]

Going back to her timid self, Nana shrugged, [color=limegreen]"I don't like people disrespecting me or my son."[/color] Ruffling her son's hair, she watched her baby unplug his ears and grin up at her, [color=palegreen]"Pretzel time?"[/color]

[color=limegreen]"Yes baby, pretzel time."[/color] Her attention was brought to the pretzel guy's question, [color=f9ad81]"How did you know all that?"[/color]

Giving a confused expression, she answered, [color=limegreen]"I guess I'm good at bluffing?"[/color] and with that, she ordered some nice, warm pretzels. 

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The pretzel guy ended up giving Nana his number totally turned on by her rage, when she reached the nearest garbage she threw it away and then went to go find a seat somewhere... probably away from the food court. All the benches were taken, but there was one bench with enough room for her and her child. Of course, there was someone else sitting there a blonde haired male with cargo pants on, but he didn't look that mean... hopefully. Holding the bag of pretzels in one hand and her child's hand in the other, she approached the bench and the man. Cautiously, Nana kindly asked, [color=limegreen]"Mind if we sit with you?"[/color] Before the man got to respond, her son was already climbing the seat and offering his hand to the stranger, [color=palegreen]"Hello sir!"[/color]

[color=limegreen]"Baby... what have I told you? Don't approach random strangers."[/color] She didn't mean to offend the man... [color=limegreen]"I- Not saying you're a bad person. I just..."[/color] Jude slid to the other side of the bench and mumbled, [color=palegreen]"I don't think he's bad."[/color]

[@Themerlinhawk]