Glass Sneakers Novels & Stories

The smaller package had a pair of cutout leather sandal heels that were embellished with crystal details. I knew it wouldn’t be long before Lucas would arrive so I quickly ran into my room and took a quick bath not wanting to worry about having to dry and straighten my hair. After I bathed I dried off and put lotion on before pulling on a pair of thongs and a strapless bra. Starting on my makeup I went for a smokey eye look using glittery gold to bring out some color My blush and lipstick were a simple nudish pink color that made the whole look come together and not seem too much.

I handed him a shoebox. “What’s this?” he opened the box and his eyes became widen. “Yeezy Boost 350 V2 in Static Reflective” I responded while packing my makeup. "Looks like you haven't worn it yet! It’s still new!” he said skeptically. “Just put it on. You’re the Buena mano or in Filipino, the first user!” I answered. While he was wearing the shoes, I handed him my Ray-ban Aviator Polished Gold frame in the Green Classic color of the lens.

I wouldn't need to start running around to procure clothes early in the morning. The clothes must cost a lot. They even had an entire area with different types of shoes. I checked. The shoes were also in my size. Different types of male footwear. My eyes caught sight of a glass cabinet. Watches and jewelry. A chuckled spilled out of my lips and I trudged towards it. “Graff, patek, J&co. Even Zarek’s personal brand that only manufactures twenty watches per year sent two to me. All in this year's models.”

We left with six bags just from lingerie. Next: shoes. A boutique with glass walls and spotlights on every pair. Amara pointed. “Boots. Sneakers. Heels. Sandals. Pick what makes you happy.” I picked one pair of black sneakers—simple, comfortable. Amara added six more pairs without asking. “Trust me,” she said. “You’ll thank me when your feet aren’t killing you in those old boots.” Clothes came next. A flagship store—bright, open, racks of soft fabrics and clean lines.

Professional, hard, a leader. I nodded, resting my hand on my thighs. I briefly glanced down at my clothing: a short-sleeved, fitted, olive-green performance tee, slim-cut, dark-olive cargo trousers with reinforced knees and two zippered thigh pockets for small gear and elastic cuffs. Low-profile black tactical trainers - grippy soles for wet ranges, cushioned midsoles for pacing hallways, and quick-lace systems for rapid on/off.

’ Khalil thought. He entered the Crib and took a second to admire Big Trey’s Red Jordan sneakers, Rolex watch, diamond studs on both ears, golden dog chain around his neck and rings with different gems on his fingers. “Who was that?” Big Trey asked. “A white woman who was looking for her friend’s apartment.” “That is bullshit! No one has lived in this building for over a year. She’s a cop who came to check this place out, or worst, a spy from the Italian mafia.”

Eric said shyly as he scratched the back of his head. “Really?” She beamed. He nodded and reached for the package he placed on her nightstand earlier. “Since we don’t know the gender yet, I picked a unisex colour.“ He said as he handed her the bag. Annie looked into the red gift bag, and she came across a medium-size rectangular box. She opened it and came in contact with the cutest baby sneakers she has ever seen. “Awww, it’s so beautiful. I love it.” She said as she admired the Nike made unisex snickers.

He told her. “Okay..” But at this time she was not having any expectations. She heard what those sales associates said. It meant that students from their school have come as well. Keenan took her to another shoe store. However, this place sold more sneakers rather than sandals or dance shoes. A pair of shoes caught her attention. She liked its neutral look as it could be paired with any clothes. It was a white Adidas with the three stripes a heel tab and a rubber shell toe. Seeing the brand, she could already guess that it would be expensive. Still, she tried it on, and checked in the mirror.

“They’ll take care of the bill. Come on.” She grabbed my hand before I could protest. “Don’t tell me you’re tired already.” I laughed. “Never. What’s next?” We walked out, passing Adrian and Antonio. Adrian glanced back at us briefly, a quiet, unreadable look before returning to his call. “Oh my God, Louis Vuitton!” Gia squealed, pointing ahead. “They have those thirteen-inch heels I’ve been dying to get. Let’s go!” She was already halfway there when a store glowing with soft pink neon lights caught my eye. The sign read Ginger’s Secrets.

So open and trusting of everyone. As she steps back the shop owner moves slightly to put forward three boxes. “Matching shoes if you would like to wear them. My gift to our Luna, Beta Female, and Gamma Female,” she offers shyly. We each gasp as we accept the shoes. Opening my box, I see a pair of black patent leather heels that suit me perfectly. Jenna received a pair that are slightly shorter in height, but again are a perfect match for the dress. And Sarah’s are a bit more risqué for her usual style but suit her and her dress magically.