[JONATHAN] wanna be adored

[style=padding-left: 200px; padding-top: 210px; width: 161px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify;]x.x I'm soooo sorry for the long wait, please forgive me <3

His eyes were closed and his head was tilted ever so slightly as he played a piece he liked. The bow of his violin moved up and down, playing the sorrowful sound of his violin. There was something odd about the pieces he enjoyed playing. Sad in tune, they brought a tear to the eye, yet could warm the soul all at once. His body was stiff, yet his fingers were relaxed and moved on their own. The song one stayed sorrowful for little before the beat picked up. He opened his eyes, but did not focus on any of the people around him. No, once in the zone nothing could break him from playing his violin. Not even the sound of change falling into his violin case was enough to break the concentration he had. The song he played today was called River Flows in You, a nice piece he feel in love a few years ago.

Once his two plus minutes of playing was over he pulled the violin away from his chin and bowed to the crowd around him. He hadn't expected so many people to gather just to hear him play one of two songs, but it gave him a nice feeling. He thanked everyone that was there, he even ended up signing his signature to one lady that knew who he was. L.A. or not, Jonathan hardly ever got anyone that knew him for the pieces he played, but when it did happen it was pretty great. Gathering his things together he placed what money he made in his pocket and found a bus stop to sit at. Lucky for him the stop was empty and that game him time to count today's earnings. Since this morning he had picked different spots around town to play his violin, and sell his art, anything to make a little money. Two paints and a lot of hours playing later, he made $246.37. Not bad, not bad at all. He now had enough to do what he had been wanting to do.

Now what was it that he wanted to do? Oh yes get something new to wear, maybe a nice button down shirt and dress pants. He wasn't so sure yet, he needed to look good for tomorrow. He had been invited to hang with a few friends, nothing fancy but he was invited nonetheless. The bus came and he hopped on, giving the driver a 'good day, how are you.' while he paid for the short trip to the mall. His truck was in the shop today, nothing big just a oil change, a check up and whatever else they wanted to do. Long story short they told him to come back in a few hours because they were busy. So he opt to just leave the truck and travel around on the bus today. It didn't bother him, he liked the exercise walking around gave him. The good news was that the shop was near the mall and that by the time he was done shopping the truck should be ready. Things looked good on his end, today was surely going to be a good one.

He was almost so distracted that he missed his stop, but the automated "Kings Mall" got his attention fairly well. With another smile he bid the driver to have a nice day and safe driving. Jonathan did not know if it made a difference, but he hoped being kind made the diver have a better day. He knew that some people, and surely bus drivers, did not get the kindness they should get from the people they drove around. He tapped his Violin case and smiled, yep still there. After almost losing it the other day, John was now making a habit of double checking that he always had it. After all what would he tell his father if he lost it? The man would not buy him another one without a very good reason. He shrugged off the idea and carried on with entering the mall.

Today the mall was just as busy as it was yesterday, which John found interesting since it was only Thursday. Jonathan didn't see the problem though, after all he was there to shop just like everyone else. After walking for about fifteen minutes he decided that he had done enough window shopping. Though picking a place was never easy. While he was distracted in his thoughts he was caught off guard by the person in front of him who decided to stop suddenly. He had to make a half-ass turn to the side to keep from falling right over. "Oh I'm sorry! I didn't see you stop, are you ok?" He laughed nervously. "Guess you were distracted by the nice things in the windows as well?"

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[style=padding-left: 200px; padding-top: 210px; width: 161px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify;]Once again I made you wait way too long

Jonathan did not go shopping often, but when he did he was known as a professional window shopper. He loved shopping, it was fun finding new things and buying them for yourself. Jonathan lived with the understanding that everyone had a right to spoil themselves. After all we only live once, it made sense that everyday should be a wonderful experience. With a smile John nodded slightly, his gaze moving to the window of the shop. "Yes, again sorry about that. I got a bit distracted by that suit there."

He pointed to the same window that kittim had been looking at. The shop was a pretty classy one, with both women and men clothes. Off to the right was a mannequin with a very nice suit on. It caught his attention rather easily, and with his job he could always do with another suit. He just felt bad that the suit had distracted him enough to make him bump into someone.

"I was just about to head inside myself, were you going to check it out as well?" As he spoke he moved around Kittim and grabbed the door the the shop, holding it open like the gentleman he was. He was always open to meeting new people and he loved shopping with other people. "If you would not mind, I can accompany you while you shop, I enjoy shopping very much." He flashed Kittim another smile, hopefully the young lady would like some company.

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[style=padding-left: 200px; padding-top: 210px; width: 161px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify;]woot!!!

Jonathan was pleased that he could meet someone so friendly. Sure a normal person would have been able to tell that Kittim was a bit into the whole 'I need attention bit' but Jonathan was not like those people. In fact he did not even wonder if Kittim was a boy or girl, not they everyone could tell. There were only a few people that could catch the signs easily, none of those people where even remotely like Jonathan. Nope, he saw a skirt and his brain went on auto saying, 'this is female.' Not that it mattered much, Jonathan would have held the door for anyone. He was just that kind of guy, if you were nice to him he would do the same in return. Wait, maybe that wasn't completely true. Even when someone was mean to him, Jonathan had the habit of looking passed such things and just kept with his kind ways.

He followed Kittim into the store, following the young man and completely forgetting about the suit he had been looking at. His eyes scanned a few items here and there, though he did lose a bit of interest when they entered the dress section, after all those he did not wear. He did have to agree, the store had a lovely selection. "I have to agree, what kind of clothes do you like? Like style?" He was interesting in the fashion sense of Kittim, maybe he could ask for some help while he shopped. Jonathan like to look nice, but when it came to the finer details he was at a lost. For Jonathan a suit was a suit, a tux was a tux, he did not know much when it came to picking color or pattern. He did feel bad for forgetting to introduce himself, something he was keen to do right away.

"Oh! I am sorry, Jonathan Kendrick, it is a pleasure to meet you Miss. Kittim." Now would probably the time for Kittim to tell Jonathan that he was not the gender that Jonathan had mistake him for. Would Kittim do it? Probably not, but it would have been the right thing to do. "Oh?" Yes the suit, until now Jonathan had forgotten about it, but trying it on would be nice. "A good idea." Jonathan moved across the store until he found that one suit he hd been looking at. Once found he picked up the closest to his size and walked it over to the fitting area with Kittim following.

He stopped in front of the fitting room and look back at Kittim, "I will try to make it speedy, you can help be be the judge. If anything, if it looks good, but is only a little off I bet I can get it tailored to be just perfect." He left Kittim to wait from him and entered the dressing room after having his one item checked by the sales woman. He took little time in changing and was out in no time. The suit fit better then he had expected, all he was missing now was a tie of some sort, and his messy golden locks combed. "What do you think?" He asked as he stood there not really knowing how to stand while his outfit was judge.

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[style=padding-left: 200px; padding-top: 210px; width: 161px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify;]Jonathan likes being told what does and does not work XD

Jonathan did his best to stay still as Kittim investigated the suit he wore. At first he felt like he was about to be sentence to death, but then Kittim spoke. Just then Jonathan realized that he let go of his breath that he was holding. Why he was holding her breath was unknown, but Kittim's judgement seemed to be important for Jonathan. After all he was not a fashion person, but he could tell that Kittim surely knew a thing or two.

"The color?" He question as he looked down at the suit, to Jonathan the suit was a basic suit color. Did that mean that no suit looked great on him? just good? Jonathan pushed the though aside, there was no point in just jumping to conclusions. He simply nodded and pointed back to the fitting room.

"Well then I'll just go get this off and well look around some more. You can travel around while I do that." He felt bad if Kittim just stood there while he went off to take his time in removing the suit, so it just made sense to offer that small freedom to, who he still thought, was a female. He smiled and thanked Kittim for being a big help, then he disappeared back into the changing room. He took his time in changing, making sure to keep from wrinkling the suit, he could only imaging how hard the item would be to sell if it was all wrinkled on the hanger. Once changed he exited the changing area and brought the suit to the worker that was standing there. He handed her the item and let her know that he was feeling undecided about it and would come back for it if he changed his mind. Then he went off to find Kittim, who funny enough was easy to spot when you are six feet tall.

He walked over and stood beside the boy in the skirt, by now the creator of Jonathan is wondering when her creation will find out that the person before him is not a girl. He spoke up with that gentle tone that he always had. "Find anything interesting yet?"

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