Some Angry Shopping

"Okay, what the actual.... fuck.... was with you back there?" I asked Heather angrily when we got to the store, making sure to whisper the swear as I saw a few kids around.

"What? You're always complaining that you're single, so I did you a favor by setting you up with someone. What's the big deal?" She asked casually and looked at some Disney princess merch.

" 'What's the big deal?' Uh, how about you setting me up with another girl and saying I'm a guy, for starters? And second, me talking to you about boys from anime and calling them cute once isn't 'always complaining I'm single' got it?" I hissed angrily as I browsed the overpriced merchandise.

"Sam, face it, you're obviously gay. I've known it since middle school and I'm pretty sure all the boys do too. Besides, weren't you looking at her? Thick glasses, nerdy ass t-shirt? She's totally your type." Heather told me.

To be honest, I was a bit too mortified to look at her. I'm pretty sure I would know if I were gay, though. Wouldn't I?

I went up to the cashier, a large tanned blond guy that looked like he hadn't set foot near a comic book in his life and paid for my My Hero Academia figurines.

"Hey, my little brother is into that cartoon too. Here's your change. Have a good day, bro." He said sounding like a very stereotypical surfer bro, which alongside calling my favorite anime a cartoon and mistaking me for a boy, made me want to scream.

'Relax, Sam he probably just calls everyone some variation on the word "dude" ' I thought to myself. Surely not everyone could think I'm a guy. Could they?

"We're going to Hot Topic next. You owe me. It's my turn to get some clothes." I said sternly to Heather. "You should buy some dresses. Or something as close to girly as possible, Sam. Unless you're cool with being a cross dresser." Heather teased. Maybe I am fine dressing like a boy, ever consider that, Heather?

Looking very briefly in the girl's section, I picked out a Sailor Moon one-piece bikini, only for Heather to slap it out of my hands. "Excuse me?" I asked, extremely annoyed with today already.

"First of all, that's too big for you, second you need to show off those curves for your new girlfriend." Heather grinned. All of a sudden my phone rang out the sound of the TARDIS materializing, telling me I had a text.

"Ooooh, I bet that's her. You talk to her and I'll pick you out something nice." Heather said excitedly and looked through the swimsuits.

"Yeah, whatever." I said and went over to the boy's section to look for shirts.

"Hey, you should come over to my place and watch some anime with me sometime?" The text read. As nice as having another friend to weeb out with sounds, I had to clear something up.

"Hey, I didn't catch your name, but I'm not actually a boy, so yeah. I'd still be willing to hang out and watch anime with you though. Sorry for my friend misleading you like that." I apologized and went back to shopping.

After I picked out an MCR shirt and two Overwatch ones, Mercy and DVa, my phone when off with another text.

"Wait, so you're a girl? Even better! You should definitely come over for some Hulu and hang. My name is Sandra btw, cutie." The text read and even had a little winking heart eyes emoji. Great. This day just got worse, I just wanted to go home.

I went to Heather and told her we needed to pay and leave. "Alright, cool." She said and handed me an Ariel two piece bikini, Disney was the one somewhat nerdy thing that Heather could stand after all.

The cashier here was a stunning goth girl with raven black hair, dark lipstick, winged eyeliner, piercings, tattoos and a large bust. She was pretty hot, to be honest. Wait, what the hell? Why am I thinking about this girl like that? God this whole day sucks.

"These for your girlfriend, right?" She asked scanning my bikini and Overwatch shirts. I am officially done with this day already.