Renne Lawson
"Brad i'm hungry lets go eat!,'' i shouted grabbing on to his right arm and shaking it , causing people to give us odd glances. He gave me a side ways glance and just sighed while pulling me along successfully ignoring my complaints. I stopped complaining and instead settled on just shaking his arm. Every now and then someone would pass by muttering something about clingy girlfriends and i would simply shudder in disgust before glaring at the by passer. Brad suddenly stopped , and i slightly stumbled before regaining my balance.
With his left arm he made an extravegant gesture twords all the shops around the fountain in the middle. Turning twords me he pulled out his wallet from his back pocket tipping it back and forth infront of my face. I let go of him and swatted his arm away. "Why did we stop here?", I asked looking around. Brad sighed causing me to snap my head back towards him. "What? , the last time I checked the mall's map in the entrance it explained that the way towards the food court was down the direction we just came from." He simply gave me a sideways glance before giving his full attention to the shops around us, examining them one by one.
Without warning he started walking towards one of the shops closes to us. I called out after him but he simply ignored me. I cursed under my breath as I ran to catch up with his long strides. I looked up catching the store's name that was printed at the top in a baby blue color reading ,Wet Seal.
As soon as I entered I noticed Brad immediately. He stood in front of the cashier working his game on the sales girl who stood blushing madly occasionally tugging at her hair or tucking stray red pices of hair behind her ear. She obviously wasn't the only one falling for his charms as girls standing close would every so slightly move closer trying to look casual and cool. Many failed and straight up turned around to stare at the back of his head checking him out from behind. Brad obviously loving the attention flexed by bring both of his arms up to his head and started "stretching". I stood by the entrance leaning against the wall just shaking my head at the poor girls. Poor things probably already lost in their own fantasy lands, most likely day dreaming about the boy standing in front of the cashier. I noticed a few girls gingerly taking out their phones and start snapping pictures like pro paparazzis.
I sighed before walking to one of the far walls looking for cute shirts and other things that would catch my eye. Jeans , shirts and a cute dress were more than enough from just one store. I took a total of five jeans, and eight cute shirts. The total time I wasted was more than thirty minutes in which the store had filled up more with customers who only seemed interested in Brad ,who was still flirting with the sales girl but now held a hand full of white slips of paper no doubt phone numbers. I shook my head as I made my way through groups of girls pushing and shoving. After five minutes of cursing and fighting through the crowed I finally made it towards Brad. Dumping everything in my arms on to the counter, momentarily catching the sales girl attention. I glanced down at her name tag and silently muttered her name.Amber.Turning to face Brad I lifted my hand pointing towards the pile of clothes I had carried. "I want all of that," he stepped closer towards my side and one by one he picked up piece by piece nodding in approval at my choices. Before suddenly turning to face the herd of girls behind us. Clapping his hands he shot them his most charming smile. I could practically see a few girls swaying. "I want to make a deal with all of you beautiful young laides here-", most of the girls giggled loving the way he was making eye contact with them."-, this is my sister,-" he gestured towards me causing a few of the girls that had cursed at me for trying to push past them , blushed and shrink back. "as you can probably already tell she lacks taste," many more girls gave me sideways glances and nodded , agreeing with him. I huffed crossing my arms over my chest and leaned against the counter.
"So if any of you could find something that you believe would look good on her bring it up right now , but nothing to revealing , and as a prize for the pieces of clothing that look the best I will be making you a special call tonight , and possibly even a date," he smirked and that was all it took to begin the war taking place in the store, even Amber, the sales girl ran towards the wave of hysterical girls. I sighed shaking my head ,while looking around the room." God they're thirsty," I muttered. Brad chuckled by my side, as a brunette lugged towards a blond trying to snatch the shirt that she had in her hand. "I take that back , poor girls are dehydrated,".
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My new life
Teen FictionRenee Lawson is your avarge seventeen year old , hates math , loves reading and has constant thought about food not boys ladies and gentalmen, but food yes that's right food. She might not pay attention in any class she takes but she does have an...