Just A Game

2. Pink, Fluffy, Sparkly = Vomit

No, No, No, No, No

"NO!" I shouted at my crazy best friend. Apparently she believed that pink sparkly dress she held in her hands was made for me.

"Oh, come on. Will it kill you?" She laughed it off as if this was just some kind of joke to her. Well it is not. And I'm offended she thinks that. We were currently picking out dresses to go to her little sister's sweet sixteen. Talia is a girl who loves pink, fluff, and sparkles yet she wasn't even wearing pink at her own party!

"Talia loves that shit yet she isn't even wearing that to her own party. So what in your right mind thinks I'll wear it?" I scowled.

Drea let out a hearty laugh before putting the dress back on the rack. She crossed her arms and huffed.

"Well we've been searching for a dress for you for hours. My feet are throbbing in these pumps" She pointed down at her feet.

"No one told you to get all fancy just to go buy a dress" I remarked walking away from her to search for a dress. I heard her scoffed from behind me but I ignored it, searching through a rack we hadn't checked yet. All the dresses we looked at were either

A. Pink, B. Fluffy, C. Too Sparkly, or D. All of the above. In other words:

Pink, fluffy, sparkly = vomit

"You call this fancy? All I'm wearing is a dress and heels" She walked over to me. Drea always thought less of everything. Her hair was never perfect to her, even though it was gorgeous. Her make-up was never presentable to her even though it was flawless. And of course, her outfits were never sexy to her even though they were over-the-moon beautiful. All I ever wear is my ripped shorts, tank tops, cardigans and beanies. Oh, and my beautiful chucks. My shoes were everything to me. I had one pair in every color of these babies. They're so comfy. I'm not a girly-girl and I'm not a tomboy. I dont believe in that shit. I'm just a girl with a personality. And with that I say, Chucks are life. Pink is hell.

I ignored Drea's statement as I moved each hanger that companied a hideous dress. Nope, nope, oh GOD no. Nope, nope, who the hell is even responsible for this one? I glowered at the silky yellow fabric that had a sweet heart neckline and big green emeralds that outlined it. It was a pure disgrace.

"I hate shopping" I commented. Its official, shopping was not my cup of tea.

"Yeah, no shit Capin obvious" Drea laughed from behind me. My eyes widened.

What did she just say?

"Erm, what?" I turned around to look at my silly best friend. She gave me an innocent look.

"I said 'yeah, no shit Capin obvious'" She repeated herself. Just as I thought.

"Awe" I walked up to her, twirling my finger in her long black hair before caressing her cheek "Sweetheart, it's Captain obvious" I corrected her.

"What? It's not Capin?"

"No you idiot" I chuckled. She became stiff under my touch and then her face fell. I bet she felt stupid. She slapped my hand away which only made me laugh harder. She resisted the urge to laugh even though I could see the corners of her lips nearly giving up. "Capin obvious. What made you think-" and that's when I saw it.

The best dress in this shop. An employee here held it in her hands as she walked towards the back room. No, come back. I started hyperventilating. The only dress I had interest in was walking away. I couldn't let her get away with it. Without thinking twice about what I was about to do, I pushed my best friend back before running after the girl shouting to stop.