𝐆𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 || #𝟏

Chapter 53

Jolene and Lorelei start screeching very loudly behind me, and Abigail decides to start singing in pure celebration. Alexis glares at me, and I awkwardly sit in my chair while Emily brings out streamers from her bag and showers me with them.

Emily ends up having an allergic reaction to the yellow streamers and is brought to the nurse office. 

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"That's the ugliest dress that I've ever seen," Alice bluntly remarks as Abigail starts to twirl around in some random Harry Potter themed prom dress she found in the store. To say the least, it was quite ugly. It was a dark navy blue dress, with an uncanny amount of pearls and sparkles sprinkled on the bodice - with a face of Draco Malfoy on the front and the face of Peter Pettigrew on the back. On her skirt, there were dozens of faces of Lord Voldemort and Lucius Malfoy. It was atrocious.

"My mum made this!" She snapped at Alice, making her flinch.

"We're at a goddamn store for dresses, why the hell would you bring something that your mum made!"

"WELL I FOR ONE THINK THAT IT'S A REALLY PRETTY DRESS!"

"ARE YOU BLIND?"

"THAT IS SO MEAN!"

"EVERYBODY SHUT UP!" Lorelei screeches.

"I DIDN'T EVEN START THIS WHY AM I GETTING YELLED AT?" Alice cries.

"That dress is atrocious," Aubrey adds on. "I'm not the only one thinking it, the entire store thinks that you're batshit crazy."

"You're the one wearing a dress with Eren Yeager's face on it," Abigail shoots back. Aubrey frowns, and looks at her dress.

"I don't see the problem with it," she blandly states. "I thought it came out quite well. But it's better than your dress, at least."

"They're both equally ugly," Emily sighs. "They're both horrible."

"But my dress is better because it's homemade. And we didn't get it customly made from kids in India, because we don't support child labour. So suck on that Aubrey," Abigail remarks - sticking her tongue out. Aubrey rolls her eyes, and continues to go doing whatever she does on her phone.

"Girl, you do realise that your everyday wardrobe which is bought from Target probably is made by kids in India as well - right?" Alice reasons, "you can't really argue that you're being more sustainable and better with that point."

"Nobody asked for your opinion..." Abigail quietly mutters, sitting back down in her chair. The store assistant is shooting both Abigail and Aubrey dirty looks for their interesting choices in dresses.

"Well, nevermind..." Emily slowly says, "has anybody else seen a dress that they like?"

"I like the rainbow one," Lorelei declares. "I want to wear the rainbow dress, what do you think of it?"

"It's very..." Emily says in distaste, trying not to harm Lorelei's feelings. "It's very... Loud..?"

"That's good! That's exactly what I'm going for, just wait here. I'm going to try it on."

"What are you wearing, Emily?" I gently asked, trying to distract Emily's sullen face from her dislike for Lorelei's dress.

"Oh, I'm not actually buying anything..." Emily sadly says, "my mother will be sewing my dress for me. I just came because I thought it'd be fun to hangout with you all. Well, almost all of you."

Abigail trips over a red stool, and tumbles into a mannequin. She starts an entire domino effect, and soon enough there is a mess of colours and chaos of fabric all laying around on the floor. The shop assistant shrieks in fear, and forces Abigail to help her clean up.

"Well, what do you think about it?" Lorelei asks, wearing the most hideous - frilly, rainbow, chaotic, busy dress the world had ever seen. Emily's jaw drops in disappointment, while Jolene tries her best to send a reassuring smile. This does not work, and instead Jolene ends up looking like a fish who had just breathed air for the first time. Alice starts sniggering, while Aubrey is too focused on her phone. Abigail is too busy helping the store assistant cleaning up her mess, she doesn't even notice the bigger one right in front of her.

"I'm going to have to be honest," Jolene meekly says. "That takes the cake on the ugliest dress tonight. I thought Aubrey wearing her dress with a face on it was bad enough, and having Peter Pettigrew's face on a dress is even worse. But that is the worst thing to ever be looked at by my eyes."

"It makes me want to vomit rainbows," Alice adds after. "Your dress is literally giving me a migraine."

"Well, I like it a lot... So, I think I'm going to buy it, how much is it?" Lorelei asked the raging store assistant, who is throwing high heels at Abigail because she had just put the dress on the mannequin upside down.

"It's $5699," the shop assistant huffs. Abigail screeches as a high heel stabs her in the stomach, making her tumble back and another domino effect is called. Except, this time it isn't mannequins falling over - it's coat racks lined up with dresses.

"Oh, that's super cheap!"

"WHAT?!" We all collectively shrieked.

"Who in their right mind would spend over $5000 for a dress?" I screamed.

"Girl, you are not getting your money's worth." Alice screams after.

"Don't buy that, it's a horrible investment," Emily cries out. Lorelei rolls her eyes, takes out a wad of $100 bills and chucks it at the cash register. The shopping assistant quickly stops throwing sewing machines at Abigail, plasters on the fakest smile ever and gives Lorelei the receipt.

"Where did you get all that money from?" Jolene curiously asks.

Lorelei shrugs her shoulders. "I just kind of saw somebody enter their pin into an ATM machine and took their card when they weren't looking. It's not a big deal."

Did Lorelei seriously just... Admit to committing credit card fraud? Does she seriously not care? This doesn't sit right at all with me. Emily is visibly more shaken, though. Then, she starts to sing something very quietly at the bottom of her voice. Abigail somehow gets tangled up in a scarf, and starts spinning around the store like a fidget spinner. She falls on top of Emily, which causes her to scream.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME ABIGAIL!"