Storm's Story

{Part 3 of Storms Story}

We were in the lively town of Penbroad and Lyla insisted on looking at every fashion store, I decided it was fine even though I hate going through stores like this, it makes me feel even more poor than I already am,

"Ooooh look at this one!"

"Oh! That is even cuter!"

"What do you think is cuter? Pink or purple?" Lyla would practically yell something every time we went into a different store,

"Pink suits you more than purple, the purple one would make you look to matchy-matchy" I told Lyla,

"Hmmm good idea! Who knew I'd gets good advice from someone with clothes like that!? You need new clothes. I'll get you some!" Lyla said in a sort-of thankful tone,

"I..."

But before I could object, she got me a red hoodie, a black hoodie, a pair of grey pants, each were more expensive than the last,

"Holy...!"

"You're welcome."

"You didn't have to..."

"Yes, I did, I insulted you, then called you poor, then asked you to let me come with you, I'm a stranger and, I'm rude, I basically bribed you for information. Did I get everything? Oh yeah. I insulted your pet too."

"Well, thanks for that but, Knighty is my pal not my pet. Sorry if that was rude"

"I'M the rude one here. It's fine, now let's get out of here before I buy everything in the store".

I laughed, maybe this kid wasn't as bad as I thought,

"Sir, Ma'am, my money?" said the cashier angrily.

We both spun around,

"Oh sorry, here!" she handed the person some money and we left the shop.

"TRY IT ON" Lyla demanded,

"Wha-what?!" I said surprised,

"Do it!"

Flinching by the force in her voice, I tried the blood red one on

It was fluffy and soft inside; it was really comfy, but it felt like it would be admitting defeat if I told anyone.

"There! Now I have new clothes and you have new clothes! This pink dress IS cute! While I try this cute dress on you go and try those pants on!" Lyla said very confidently,

"Why didn't we try it on before we bought it? And INFROUNT OF EACH OTHER?!" I may have kinda yelled,

"I know my size and not unless you want to"

I had no idea if she was joking or not, but I didn't want to, so I told her I'd be in the change room, I walked into the change room and striped down my pants. I looked down in disgust, I looked like a toothpick. I quickly put the other pants on and walked out of the change room, about a few seconds later Lyla came out.

"How do I look?"

I swear my nose was bleeding because she looked at me like I was a ghost,

"You ok?"

"Y-yeah..."

"Do I look THAT bad?"

"No, no! O-of course not. You look g-great...!"

"...THIS IS THE MOST UNCOMFORTABLE I'VE EVER SEEN YOU AND YOU'RE AN INSECURE LITTLE TOOTHPICK!" she burst out laughing,

"Not funny!" I tried to tell her, but she kept laughing,

I ended up bursting into laughter as well, and we both howled until Knighty shoved me into Lyla. We pretended that never happened.