3. Got to get out of here!

In the changing room, she looked through the closed curtain as she made a small gap, she saw a man she'd never seen before looking around the shop, as if he was looking for someone, she then realised it wasn't paranoia, this man was following her.

'What the hell am I gonna do?!'- she thought.

She didn't know how she knew it, but she KNEW she was in danger. 'We need to get out of here quick'- she again thought, however this time she noticed the "We." in her inner thoughts.

'Okay, What the actual hell is going on with my head'- She pondered but she knew it was not the time to go crazy, 'I need to do something to distract him, maybe I can get out.'

However, something strange and in her opinion creepy happened, as she was thinking of ways to get out without this man noticing her, she saw him sniffing the air and then slowly he turned and looked straight at the changing room that she was hidden in and then it looked like, from where she was standing, he was looking directly at her.

'Shit!!!! '-She exclaimed (in her head of course)

'What the actual f**k is happening, this man is so weird.'- she thought again. "F**k, F**K, F**K!!!"- She whisper yelled. "I need to get out of here." Her mind was now racing with ideas to get out.

That man was now walking towards the changing room she was currently hiding in. 'How the hell does he know I'm here?!'- she thought, then suddenly she had an idea, she opened the changing room curtain, "f**k it." she muttered.

She decided if she's going to get out of here she might as well make a scene to do it. "Who's in charge of this shop!" she yelled, everyone who was shopping suddenly stopped and looked at her, including the man who was following her.

"How can I help you madam?" said a young woman dressed quite smartly, in a black shirt with black trousers and small heels. "Firstly, I would like to know who's in charge of stocking your clothes, as this dress has a rip in it."

(Which by the way she did in the changing room as she was leaving, she felt really, really bad about this) "Why on earth was it on the rack? Are you trying to rip people off?!"- she shouted, then the manager arrived after hearing shouting "Mam please calm down, how can I help you?"- he said, whilst looking calm.

"Did you not hear what I said just now? I feel like you're trying to rip people off. This dress has rip in it and it was left on the rack with the price tag close to one thousand pounds, yet you're still trying to sell a dress that's ripped and has stains on it.

Someone's obviously wore heavy foundation and then put it back and you guys didn't even change it or get rid of it, Wow, what kind of shop is this?"- she exclaimed loudly.

Many of the customers then looked at the clothes that they had in their hands. "She's right!" A woman to her left said "This dress also has a stain on it too." 'Huh'- Sophia thought a bit baffled.

She then took a closer look at the dress in her hands, not only was it hideous but hers too had a stain on it, which she didn't do.

'Maybe this is actually a good topic to distract people with coz what kind of system do they have in this shop that allows stained clothes to be sold?' "You Sir." she asked pointing to the man who followed her in to the clothes shop.

"You also look like you want to complain about something, you look just as angry as me." she said aloud, now everyone was looking at that man too.

"No", he replied a little flustered. "I'm good… just shopping." Sophia then gave her most breath taking, thought distracting smile she could "Oh wow your wife must be very happy." she then turned to the manager and said with a huff and a minor pout- "I'm never shopping here again."

She handed the dress back to the manager, who was completely stunned by firstly her smile then her pouting lips and then turn and left the shop.

The man who was once following her stood in the shop for a couple of seconds kinda... dumfounded, 'Beautiful.' he though 'She is so beautiful, that smile, I've never seen someone so beautiful.' Then his thoughts turned to why she pointed him out, not realising she already left the store.

'I don't understand what just happened, why would she point me out, out of everybody here, did she know I was following her?!'

Only at the thought of following her did he come back to his senses. To his horror he realised she was gone as he searched the vicinity, he had been standing there in his thoughts, like a muppet for a good few second.

'Damn it!' He KNEW he just messed up, he got so distracted by her freaking smile, he lost her. 'I must report this to my King.'- he patted his chest in fear all the while being really nervous about the outcome of this failure, 'My King isn't known for patience'- he anxiously mused.

As she was walking as quickly as she could to get away from the shop she decided to go straight home which luckily wasn't far it was a five minuets walk if you were slow and three minuets if you jog.

As she jogged she thought- 'Hopefully that that guy was not following her.' and when she looked behind her, she was relieved he wasn't 'Thank God! That was insane'- she thought, however she didn't notice that some of the people in her surroundings where not what they seemed.

Once she saw the door to her apartment building, she felt relieved so she quickly took her keys out of her bag and again checked her surroundings to make sure she wasn't followed. Once she was relatively sure she wasn't, she then opened the main door to her apartment building.

There was two apartments that shared the main door, the ground floor apartment and the first floor one, she was on the first floor.