Chapter 8 Cody

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WHAT?! Charlotte gets to pick out my outfit. She is going to put me in some weird bright shirt that will mess up my camoflauge for the night, and probably weird shorts. We headed down to the room where Charlotte was going to pick out our outfits from. It looked small, but I bet it is some enormous room full of the ugliest clothes around. I hope she does not pick something really revealing for herself because I do not want to have to look at that the whole trip. Charlotte goes into the room while we wait outside. I lean on the wall while Dabria and Sam talk by the door, while Leo listens. Ugh, every time I think of Dabria, I get so angry. She thinks she can bust in here and take my rightful place as captain of the team. As if Dabria knew I was thinking about her, she comes over to me and says, "Hey, I have been thinking, and I think we should set our differences aside and work together because we don't want our hate for each other impede our quest". "What in the world does impede mean?" I ask. "It means to delay. Sorry that was a not very well-known word," says Dabria, but she did not say it sarcastically. She said it like she actually meant it. She has a point, and as much as I hate it, we have to. "You're right and don't get too happy about that," I say.

Then Charlotte comes out and calls me in, oh why me first? She points at a pile of clothes while I walk in and then closes the door behind her when she leaves me to change. I go over there and thank god she chose a black shirt with a skull on it, and black jeans which were quite similar to what I was wearing. I got changed then went back out. When I opened the door, everyone was quiet and staring at me, probably trying to see if I looked like a clown or actually looked nice. They all looked relieved when they saw I did not look bad. Even Dabria looked quite relieved and she never really shows emotion to people. Charlotte goes back in the room and starts preparing the next outfit. "I am glad she did not put you in anything that you did not want to wear because that means she probably won't make ours that bad" says Sam smiling. Charlotte came back out, and this time took Dabria in. I am quite interested in how bad she will make her look because they dislike each other so much. Dabria cracks the door a bit and says "are you sure I have to wear this and these rings" Charlotte smiles and says "Yes, now come out so I can see how you look". I was ready for Dabria to come out with a full on clown costume on, but then she comes out and she was wearing a blue crop top, at least I think that is what they call it, and a black leather jacket, and black jeans, with a few rings on her hands. The other boys looked amazed by how she looked, especially Sam, but then Charlotte says "No, No wear are your shoes" Charlotte runs back into the room and grabs black combat boots. She gave them to Dabria and she put them on, then Charlotte says "Perfect" smiling.

Dabria walked over to the walk next to me and leaned on it. She looked miserable, "Why do you look so miserable" I ask, not really caring, just bored. "Since when do you care?" she asks. "I don't I am just bored" I say, she nods and then says "I just don't feel like myself, I don't usually look anything like this". "Well, she actually made you look okay, and I think she saw what was inside of you and put it in your outfit minus the rings though, they are just supposed to make your hands look nice" I say waiting for Charlotte to come out and do someone else's outfit. I looked at Dabria, and she was smiling, which was really weird because I never saw her actually smile. "That was a huge compliment coming from someone who does not like me. You know you are not the worst person to talk to when you are bored, but only when you are bored" she says. Charlotte came out again and took Sam in but before he went in he stared at me like I did something wrong.

I knew me and Sam were not going to get along well, not like I cared before but now that it could wreck our quest, like Dabria said, and that would be aggravating that we fail because we were fighting. So I decided to make up with him when he came out. I know that it is going to be hard for both of us. Sam came out in a green shirt and black jogging pants, Charlotte did not even seem to try on his as much as she did on Dabria's. Which makes me wonder are Dabria and Charlotte all good now or is she just being nice. Sam looked okay with his outfit while, I was heading over to talk to Sam, Dabria said "It is not much different from what you wear on a daily basis". Great this guy does not get me at all and has a bad taste of style, oh this will be a fun fake friendship. "Hey Sam can I talk to you" I ask, Leo and Sam looked at me weirdly and Dabria gave me a thumbs up like she knew what I was doing before I did. "Sure" says Sam and he follows me to a place to talk. "Hey, I know we don't get along well and all but can we just put away our differences for this quest" I ask as nicely as I could, Sam just stares at me angrily. "What?" I ask, I am completely confused about what I did that he was so angry about. "Don't hurt her okay, and if you do I will break this agreement and I will fight with you all I want, okay" Sam says, still staring at me intensely. "That is fine with me. Dabria and I already made a deal about that" I say rolling my eyes. "And don't make her catch feelings on purpose than squish them" says Sam angrily with a bit of a growl in his voice. "Why would I make her catch feelings?" I say disgusted, how in the world did the conversation turn into a conversation about Dabria. "The way you made her smile after you're always making her mad, I know she has not caught feelings, and I hope she never does with you, she deserves better" says Sam. "I was not trying to make her smile" I say. By the time we were done arguing Charlotte was done getting everyones outfits. She was wearing a white shirt, and black pants, with a camo jacket tied around her waist. Leo was wearing a white shirt with a gray jacket with a hood, and black sweatpants. 

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