"I won't be long, Soda. I just need to get a new pair of jeans." I said
"Ok, I'll go with you." He finally agreed
The only pair of jeans I owned were ruined in the last rumble. Mud, dirt, and a little bit of blood. Those stains refused to come out. So did the smell. I dragged Sodapop along with me to go shopping.
We went into a cheap store that I couldn't remember the name of and went straight to the women's section. "Hey, Adds," Soda said, "look at this."
"What is- oh no. Soda!"
"It's pretty."
He had found a mid-length, blue dress. I hate dresses. "Sodapop, you know I hate dresses." I said
"Just try it on." He pleaded
"Fine." I groaned
I took it from him and went in a dressing room. I threw it on. I looked completely different. I went out. His face lit up as he saw me. "You look amazing." He said
I blushed. "Thanks."
I went back in and changed into my normal clothes. I couldn't have bought that dress if I wanted to. It was thirty bucks! I got a cheap pair of jeans that fit me, payed, and left with Soda.
"You looked really great in it." He said
"Thanks."
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