Angel redemption ch 2: He's a magic man

“Too much sugar.” Josie sighed.

They continued to stroll past shop after shop in downtown San Francisco. The late May sun shone on their hair, while the warmth let them wear more shorts and miniskirts than before. Passing a comic store, Miyuki felt a tug hit her soul, as if she found someone vaguely familiar.

“Hey.” And sexy mop of dark brown hair said. His eyes were like running through a deep forest, his skin a sunset, and his face the epitome of perfection. The Michelangelo look-alike shoved his hands quickly into Abercrombie jeans and avoided the gazes of surprised females. This pretty much guaranteed that Josie would have some sort of problem with him.

“Um, hi Jake. This is kind of awkward.” Josie started, staring him straight in the eyes. In return he stared at Miyuki.

“Um…hi Miyuki. What are you doing downtown?” he asked bashfully.

“Just shopping with Josie. And what about you?” Miyuki answered coyly.

“Cool. What are you looking for?”

“Lots and lots of clothes. I’m outgrowing all of mine.”

“Well…” Josie began, obviously irritated with being ignored,” We need to get going, but nice meeting you, Jake.” Josie added as she started walking.

“Why?” He asked” Do you have a date with some hot chick again, or are you just jealous someone isn’t paying attention to you?”

Josie paused, and turned around, her blue eyes glaring under her blonde bangs. “What did you say to me!?”

“You heard me, unless you’re deaf as well as a dyke.”

“OH HELL NO!” Josie screeched, ready to punch Jake, until Miyuki pulled her away.

“I think we better leave.” Miyuki muttered, grabbing Josie’s hand as she power walked away with her head down.

“Miyuki, why did you run away from him, when I could have beaten him up for his idiotic and, frankly, unacceptable comments that he said to me?” Josie questionably mused.

“Look, I didn’t want a fight.” Miyuki snapped defensively.

“Oh bullshit, I know why you did it. It’s the same reason you always neglect to defend me. ‘Oh, this guy’s cute, so it doesn’t matter if my friend is getting chewed out, because as long as he’s sexy, it always trumps friendship.” Josie mocked, her arms tightly crossed over her chest. “And let’s not forget that I actually stood up for you during the Chris thing, and when Ryan and Chastity spread those rumors that you slept with the entire football team, but I guess it doesn’t matter, because some hot dude was insulting me. I guess the -oh- so great Miyuki can’t ever defend her friends, especially one as stupid and lesbo as me!” With that, the furious blonde stomped off to catch a trolley.

“Josie, please wait. I can explain.”

“I don’t want to hear your bullshit excuses Mi. I’ve heard them all before, so don’t worry, I got the picture.”

“Bu-“

“Go away, Miyuki. Go back to your new squeeze, and leave me alone.”

“Jeez, what a drama queen. It’s not like a flat-out called her a dyke or anything.” Jake complained, walking over to Miyuki.

“Uh, yeah, you kind of did, which is why Josie’s pissed at me. You could have been a little nicer to her, I mean; we did have shopping to do.” Miyuki muttered, avoiding contact with intense green eyes that made Demi Moore’s eyes look dull.

“Then she could have gone on her own instead of blaming you for not being the center of the universe.”

“She wasn’t though; she was just trying to get some shopping done.” Miyuki said, ducking into a local boutique.

“Speaking of which, are you free tonight? I hear Ironman’s supposed to rock, and I know this awesome dine-“

“Sure.” She smiled before turning to the clothes racks.” But you pay for it all.”

“Great. See you at six.” He smirked, trying to hide his excitement as he practically skipped out of the store.

“Boys can be so weird.” Miyuki giggled.

“I just can’t believe she’d do that to me, Kyle.” Josie whined via webcam. “I mean, what’s more humiliating is the fact that this guy didn’t even diss me as bad as she did. At least he was open to what he thought; meanwhile Miyuki just sat there and drooled over him. It was revolting.”

“Josie,” Kyle started” This is a Roxie problem, not a ‘Kyle’ problem. You should really swallow your pride and talk to her. Seriously, it’s been, like, a year. If you don’t, I’ll make you forgive her.

“No, Kyle, not this again. I’m not forgiving her when it’s all her fault.”

“But she really, truly misses you, and it’s getting on my nerves. So make up with her, dammit, before I make you.”

“I don’t care if she misses me, and no, you can’t force me to like her again.”

“Wanna bet?”

“You’re flat broke after buying that tricked out Jag. You don’t have the cash to bet me.”

“I’m sure Rox will be generous.”

“Sorry, not happening.”

“Jeez, you’re as stubborn as a bull. Look, she’s coming up there for a concert anyway, so it’ll be as easy as giving her your address. So, I suggest you cooperate, or you’ll owe me that cash. Got it?”

“Whatever Kyle.”