Freya looked surprised as he took her hand in both of his, looking up at him. As he kissed her hands, she felt her heart skip, and her face turn red in embarrassment. She suddenly felt silly for even feeling how she did. She knew the answer, but hearing it from him did make her feel better…She watched his face heat up and flushed even harder herself when his blue eyes met her brown ones. She looked shy and started twirling her hair around her finger. As he extended his hand, she simply nodded and intertwined her fingers with his, as he went to the register to pay for their items. The woman gave them their total, and once James had paid they returned to the car. She let go of his hand as he placed their clothes they had arrived in, into the back of the car before coming back over.

She held his hand like before, and looked around the area. There were a few fliers posted around, and Freya gave one her attention. It mentioned an event going on in the area, and a fair. She looked up at James. [color=0072bc][b]“Can we go?”[/b][/color] She asked, pointing to the sign. But, they were supposed to visit and get James some new culinary equipment. [color=0072bc][b]“After we get your new culinary stuff, of course.” [/b][/color]She reminded to show she had not forgotten. She always had to keep a tab on James and his stuff. They walked the street for about ten minutes and the pointed out the store for James. “There it is!” Freya walked inside and grabbed a cart, pushing it with one of her hands. [color=0072bc][b]“You can grab whatever it is you think you might need. We can take your old stuff and send it off to get recycled for the metal and handles.”[/b][/color] She did enjoy being around James, and felt what could only be described as butterflies in her stomach as they walked about, a few people stopping to watch them go by.  

They arrived where the knives where, and she let go of his hand, leaning onto the cart. [color=0072bc][b]“Go ahead. I’ll be right here.”[/b][/color] She smiled, playing with the braid that James had done for her.

Freya had gotten some texts from Dianne asking if she was alright and why she wasn’t in class, so she happily responded to her explaining that she didn’t feel alright after what had happened yesterday evening and took the day off to kind of get her nerves about her. While she was doing this, a young woman walked up to James as he was studying the knives. [color=f7941d][b]James? What are you doing out there? And why weren't you in class today?"[/b][/color] She questioned, and brushed her blonde bangs out of her eyes, the rest of her black hair falling at her shoulders. It was one of James' classmates from his cooking class. [color=f7941d][b]"We were all pretty worried about you, you know."[/b][/color] She rested her hand on his arm. [color=f7941d][b]"I'm glad you're not hurt or anything."
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