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When you open your eyes after a good dream, you get that one moment. Where you feel like your still in you dream but your awake. That moment between your dreams and reality, it's rare. But when you get one of those moments, it simply makes you feel bliss. It makes you feel like your floating on a cloud or star gazing.
Unfortunately, this has rarely happened to me in my life. And, today it wasn't happening either. I was pressuring, my eyes closed trying to finish my dream and the fact that Samantha was shaking me left and right wasn't really helping.
I finally gave in to her attempts and abruptly opened my eyes.
"What?" I screeched at her with annoyance like a 5 year old.
"Someone seems pissed" she said with an smirk. "It's 1pm, so put on your big girl pants and get ready, we have to go."
"But I want sleep" I said with a tone of finality. She tugged at my blanket from the other end and I tightened my grip. It felt like I was holding on for life. And then suddenly she pulled it from hands with a jerk. I watched in misery as it slipped away.
"Meet me down in 15" she said as she walked towards the door. And then suddenly I felt a shiver as tiny goose bumps popped up on my hands and legs. I went through my side table, looking for my AC remote. Ugh. I had left it on my writing table.
Helplessly, I dragged my self out of bed and then walked to my writing table and switched of my air condition with the remote.
I then sauntered into the toilet almost slipping on the way. I brushed my teeth and took a quick burning hot water shower. Then I proceeded to look through my cupboard for an outfit.
Where were we even going? How was I expected to plan my outfit. Who cares? I thought sighing as I slipped on my black romper which had a pink floral print, brushed my hair and put on my light pink beanie that said "love" in silver crystals, so my hair settled as it was a curly mess since I hadn't washed it in like four days.
I put on my bb cream, bronzer, liquid liner, mascara and a nude shiny lipgloss. So, it wouldn't be too dressy for something casual and not too casual for something fancy. I then glanced at my reflection as I slipped on cheetah print socks with my black vans that had neon pink laces.
Too much pink I thought looking at my reflection, I went back to my cupboard looking for my other beanie. After throwing pretty much my entire close onto my bed and still not finding it, I decided to just wear the black hat I had found. I also picked up my metallic sling in which I put my phone.
I then examined my outfit again in the mirror and decided to go with it as I walked out my room. I then hurriedly walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Took you long enough" Samantha said handing me a coffee from Starbucks.
"Where are we going?" I asked her as she slipped her hand into mine and pulled me along with her towards the lift.
"So, the plan is that we are going shopping!" she said as we entered the lift.
The smile on my face just got bigger, from all the arising drama in my life, shopping would be a nice break. It was like therapy to me, the only therapy that ever helped me.
"But, so sudden?" I asked her.
"We have to change your style a bit" she said looking at me from bottom to top. For real? My style was more of a mix of the latest stuff and a little bit edgy crazy stuff like prints and also I loved black outfits. But I mean I never wore horrible combinations and I was never told there was a problem
"I mean your fashion sense is good" she continued, that immediately got me back to my gleeful mood. "But we have to go for a bit more dressy stuff on everyday bases."
"For example?" I asked her.
"Well, skirts and dress should be more frequent on an everyday bases along with accessories that standout. Also we have to get a bunch of party dress, parties over here are very extravagant" She said.
"Okay, got it. Let's get into it" I told her. I mean, I was never one to say no to clothes I thought as I confirmed if my credit card was inside my sling while she summoned a cab.
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"My feet hurt" Samantha complained as we walked out towards the food court holding a bunch of bags, we both had gone kind of overboard.
"Why don't we just finish everything and then eat?" I asked her. We still had to buy my party clothes and this mall was amazing. It's had all the high end brands and designer stores you could think of. You could hardly buy anything that came under the budget of $100 but it was the upper east side after all.
"Ugh. No, am shit hungry" she said so I just gave in and moved towards a Chinese restaurant that we saw. The waitress gave us a table in the corner as it was the only one left. We placed our bags on the tile floor and picked up the menu. It was a black leather menu that had pictures of authentic Chinese food with weird names written in a white cursive font. After 10 minutes of arguing and discussing what to eat we finally settled on prawns which looked unusually small and had a black sauce on top, a sushi which I could barely see what was in it and some chicken dim sums.
The meal arrived in the next five minutes and we pounced onto it. After eating and chatting a little bit we decided to move on to the designer stores for party clothes.
She took me in a two story store, it had a white sofa at the centre with a coffee table and a maroon rug. We immediately began picking out some dresses, they all were amazing. It made me feel like a princess, and it reminded me of a scene from gossip girl which I was so totally obsessed with.
We met at the changing room both holding a pile of clothes in our hands.
"Go try them on!" Sam told me handing me her pile. I walked inside the dressing room which had a small table for makeup along with a chair inside it. I pulled out the first dress, which was a nude silky full length one shouldered gown which had some careful done embroidery at the waist. I walked out and gave her a few poses. After trying about a gazillion dresses as I did a fashion show and made hilarious poses for Sam, I walked out with the last dress on.
"Wow" she said. "Pay time?"
"Yes" I smiled as we walked towards the cashier.
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End of chapter 5
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