My Crush's Roommate

Chapter 12

Afterwards, we decided to go for some shopping. Of course, she brings out her wallet. "Let's go ahead and have a shopping spree!!"

I laughed.

We strolled ourselves in shopping carts.

Then, we blindfolded ourselves, shopping for, well, whatever we could find in Target.

"Can you guide me? I can't see!" Taylor shrieks.

I snort. "Yeah,"

Suddenly, a text came through my phone. It was from Sarah:

*Hi big bro! I'm doing tryouts today for talent show! Wish me good luck! 🍀*

I smile and reply:

*Of course. Good luck, Sarah! 😉*

"OW!" I hear Taylor yell.

She hit a wall. I widened my eyes. "I'm so sorry! My sister texted me and I lost track of you!"

Taylor pulls down her blindfold, frowning.

Then, she laughs. "It's okay. How's your sister?"

"Sarah's great. She's just texting me about me wishing her good luck for her talent show tryouts,"

She smiles. "Aw! She's gonna do great!"

"Yeah, I wished her good luck,"

"What is she doing?"

"Singing,"

Her brown-grey eyes lit. "Singing?" I nodded. "That's incredible! I hope she does well," I grinned.

Out of sudden, I reached for her blindfold and covered her eyes. "Ack!" I snickered.

"Let's continue, shall me?"

"We shall!" She shouts, pumping her fist in the air, but accidentally bumping the makeup racks. A couple of lipsticks and eyeliner fell.

Taylor froze. "Oh... sorry,"

Then, we start to laugh. "I guess that counts," I say, shrugging as I put the lipsticks and eyeliner in the Target cart.

The lipsticks were bright red, maroon, light pink, Mauve, shimmery orange-pink and wine red colors.

"Let's continue!" Taylor says, excitedly.

"Yeah... and try not to hit yourself on anything..." I say, leaning her fist down.

We ended up buying (blindfolded) a flat screen TV, makeup, oversized shirts, a couple of barbies, dog toys, a beverage machine and a large bag of M&Ms.

The dog toys were okay since Taylor has a dog, the TV is for my mom and dad for Easter, also the barbies for my little sister.

We only kept the makeup, beverage machine, the shirts and the M&Ms bag.

"Let's go to... Nordstrom!"

"God, you're killing me..." I say, only playing. Taylor laughs. I start to laugh as well.