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Audrey stood staring at the dress in her hands, it's shimmering Rose-Gold material soft in her shaking hands. Sighing, she gave it to Ellen-Rose who smiled in glee, taking to coat hanger out of her grip.

"That was the one I wanted to wear!" she shouted after her friend, who turned around and smiled guiltily.

Audrey sat down on the footstall, staring at the long clothes rack filled with dress from deep purples to neon yellows. So many were short, but the deep, sweeping gowns the Audrey really liked were obviously pricey, and besides, she thought forlornly, it wasn't like she would fit into any of them; she was too tall and lanky.

Ellen-Rose came out of the dressing room, interrupting her thoughts. The floaty indigo material matched her beautiful long hair and even though Audrey was longing to match the dress to her own willowy frame, even her vain mind had to admit that Ellen-Rose was more suited for the dress.

"You owe me." She growled mockingly.

"No gorgeous, no one can owe me when I look like this ." She spun around, looking down at her regular black boots.

"Hmm... A, do you think I need some... hmm... heels? Or flats?" She called to Audrey, already on the other side of the store looking at stilettos that would probably break Ellen-Rose's ankle.

"Flats, definitely," she said tactfully, not mentioning that Ellen-Rose's balance would be the mockery of their party.

"But..." she looked longingly at the electric blue straps, before casting her eye to a more sensible light blue pair of slip ons that were much more sensible.

"Ok, A, how about these? The would look perfect- and besides, no one will actually see them under the dress- what they look like doesn't matter!" Exclaimed Ellen-Rose, holding up the shoes.

"Perfect!" Said Audrey, "and they're not too expensive either!" The shoes were only $10, 50% off.

Holding up a floor-length, blood red dress with a choker neckline, she called to her friend who was chatting animatedly to the attendant.

"Hey Ellen, I think I've found my dress! There's a pair of earrings at home that match!"

A few seconds later, both girls could be seen carrying their hangers out of the mall, slipping through the doors and out into the blinding sunlight.

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