Someone Elses Shoes Novels & Stories

She nodded quickly, fidgeting with her purse. My eyes dropped instinctively to his shoes. Black sneakers with red lining. My chest stopped rising for a second. Those were the same shoes the delivery guy wore the other day- the one who brought her shoes home What was he doing with her at Daddy's party? Was he here to deliver goods again, tonight?

Lea said in a flat tone. One of the models took the initiative to take the gray shoes that Kisha had prepared for Lea earlier. She approached Lea and showed her the shoes. "You're right, Ms. Lea, these shoes are the same. Look, these seem to have been cut a little on purpose so that they go crooked when worn."

Layla kept saying it over and over. Sienna looked into Layla's eyes. "The problem is not the quality of the shoes. This was not an accident. Someone did this intentionally." Layla did not understand. "What do you mean? What are you talking about?" Sienna bent over to pick up the shoe and handed it to Layla.

And now that they were here, they kept on gossiping about people's outfit and laughing about the bad ones. "Quick, look at the shoe this girl is wearing, What is that? Looks like a container." Lyra subtly pointed at a girl who just walked past us. "Those shoes look like they have walked the entire earth." Chen burst out laughing and Lyra joined him. They must be really drunk. "If you both get caught, I promise to deny you." I let them know, cause i wasn't about to get in trouble and probably get beaten up because some people couldn't keep their mouth shut.

“Just don’t go anymore.” I tried to not overwhelm myself as I just focused on staying close to Elliot and waited patiently as I could while hearing everyone debating how to split the pay; as well as the rental shoes. When it was finally our turn to pay we all agreed to pay for two aisles, side-by-side since we’re a large group and all pitched in each share for the bill. It took us over five minutes to get all our shoes and began to make our way near the end of the bowling aisle where there were fewer people. I felt weird wearing the rental shoes as I looked down at them before seeing everyone else changing their shoes as well. “How do you even play?” I asked Elliot.

"Do you even know how much those cost?!" "Just put them back before you embarrass yourself in front of everyone!" Maxwell held up one hand firmly to stop their verbal assault. "Why wouldn't I be able to buy them? It's a store. They sell shoes. I have money." The woman stepped closer aggressively, her expression somewhere between amused and genuinely irritated. "Because shoes like that aren't just sitting on a shelf for any random person to grab! They're reserved. Pre-ordered. People have been waiting months for these specific shoes!"

I had picked the shoes when I heard a really nasty but familiar voice. “How much are those heels Jenna?” Oh my lucky stars indeed. I just had to run into one of Ashlyn's enemies. “Oh about a hundred ma'am.” “Oh really? Then I want them please.” Huh? I picked up the shoes and ignored the hag. She was one bitchy person I was not interested in mingling with. “Drop the shoes Ashlyn. I asked for them first.” Just my rotten luck, I had to run into Amber. “I picked them first, Amber and I intend on buying them. Pick something else or go to another store.”

Freddie Prescott was a common enough name that I wasn't confident I'd be able to find him on any social media. I went to find my heels, but one of them was missing. I looked everywhere, but one shoe was gone. It wasn't a horrible loss. It wasn't like I was going to ever wear the darn things again. Still, I tucked the lone shoe into my purse as a memory of a beautiful night.

“I’m just – passionate about footwear.” Everyone else nodded politely, and watched the crazy man bounce down the hallway. The women then turned to stare at Elise, and she rolled her eyes again, with a grin this time. “He’s the best,” she assured them. “I’ve never met anyone with a better eye, and the man can do alterations at the speed of light. He’s just a bit… odd… about shoes.” “I like him,” Naomi said. “I mean, anyone who’s into shoes is A-OK in my book.”

I still remember what he said last night. "If your first pair of shoes reminds of your mother, that shoes reminds of me. Every time you wear those shoes, I'm with you. Wherever you go, I am always on your side. You're not alone and I will never leave you. I give you that pair of shoes because I want to say thank you. I'm lucky because you adapt me and god sent you for me. Not only that, but I want to make you happy even in a simple gift , Lady Beth."