Renegade-N.H-

Everybody Talks

Two: Everybody Talks

"This is ugly as hell," Alex says spinning around in a black sundress she had tried on. I sat in the large comfy leather chair and stared at the mirrors that surrounded me in the small dress shop. The woman had questioned our absence from school until Alex name dropped, then she became sincere and apologetic.

"Try this on," she urges handing me a light red dress that reaches to the floor in long sheets of sheer fabric. I sigh and grab the hanger from her stepping into the small change room and strip my clothes to the floor.

I pull the strap up and over my bare shoulder, staring at myself in the mirror I close my eyes for a quick moment. My reflexion is terrifying, tall with thin dark hair that is always tucked into a bun, I find it hard to see myself as beautiful. Pale skin that is covered in freckles and birthmarks, my arms were like a canvas of dark spots. My eyes are a deep green color like my mothers, forests trapped in little circles on the center of my face. I lift the soft fabric through my fingers and let the red engulf my hand until it falls back to the floor.

"Jesus," Alex mumbles as I step from behind the heavy purple curtain. "You have to wear that."

"It's a bit fancy for a fair I'm going to spend five minutes at," I grumble at her and it only cause her to laugh. She stands even height with me and smiles before she picks the fabric up in her own hands this time.

"I meant for prom you beautiful creature."

"I'm not going to prom," I say angrily and pull back from her all the way back into the change room. I still stand in the dress as she groans outside at my protests.

"You are going, a cute boy will ask you and you will go."

"You're just projecting your nervous behavior on me because you want Lou to ask you and he hasn't yet." I slip from the soft dress and hang it back on the hanger. Climbing back into my own shorts, I pull my shirt over my head and step back out.

"You're right, you're so right." She says shaking her head, she leans back on the leather couch and sighs deeply. "He is going to ask me right?"

"How the hell would I know?"

"Don't play coy with me, I know you two talk to each other," she says rolling her eyes and hands in the air at me.

"That's bullshit, that guy is a cocky asshole," I hand her a shinny gold dress that she had tried on, it was my favorite of them all.

"You two may have the entire school fooled but I see through the bullshit," she says standing from the chair and grabbing her dress and mine from the change room.

"I don't have the money for that," I say to her arguing that she return it to the hanger but she pulls her dads card from her wallet.

"But he does," she says coyly. "Also talk to Louis for me, put in a good word."

"Like what? Hey my friend Alex is a mad tango dancer and is a freak in the bed?"

"Exactly," she says laughing and handing the dresses to the cashier. I roll my eyes and stand near the exit of the store as she pays.

She lays the dresses in the back of my car and we walk down the quiet street towards Rickie's a cafe that had been standing longer than we had been alive. Most of the wait staff inside had kids our age or older and knew my parents growing up, it was the last place I wanted to go but Alex insisted that she wanted their french fries.