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"That would look so nice on you!" I said to Brittney as she came out of the changing room in a hot pink silk dress to give me a twirl.

"Omg, they have loads more colours! We should all get matching ones." Brittney said to all of us as we sat on stools outside Brittney's changing room.

We all returned with a different coloured silk dress each. Brittney already with the hot pink one, Lucy with emerald green, Grace with sunshine yellow, ivy with lilac and I chose out a baby blue.

"We could wear the dresses to my party in a month!" Grace said.

"You guys can go pay but I need to get a long sleeved top and leggings to go under the dress because in my religion we aren't aloud to show certain parts of skin." Lucy said.

A little while later, Lucy walked out of the Zara shop while we stood opposite waiting for her.

"Please! I'm begging you. Can we go to Primark!" Brittney said already rushing ahead.

"Yes. sure." Ivy said, giggling at Grace who was struggling to catch up with Brittney.

"Brittney is already there." I laughed.

We all went to catch up with Grace and Brittney  and in we went. The first thing which caught the attention of Brittney was the lingerie section.

"Yeah, because you definitely need more thongs and bras." Ivy said, being sarcastic.

"Omg, Indigo! You should totally get this." Brittney gasped, ignoring ivy and reached for a bra.

Brittney held up a pink satin bra, the padded cups standing out proudly, edged with black lace. She held it against my chest as my friends stared.

"That is so nice." Ivy said gawping.

"They have a matching thong too!" Brittney said, "I'm definitely getting the knickers."

I stared in shock at the wispy matching knickers which were barely wider than a ribbon.

"The bra would look nice on me if I had boobs to fill it out." I sighed.

"Well I'll find your size for you. What size are you?" Brittney questioned.

"I don't know. I've always just bought sports bras and bralets which are labelled as extra small and large. Those sort of sizes."

"Well there is a measuring tape here." Ivy lifted my arms and and in a second was done, "you are a 30A."

"Wow. How did you do that?" Brittney questioned.

"Well my mum works in a lingerie shop and does bra fittings." Ivy said.

Brittney smiled and nodded her head as she rummaged around the bras to find a size 30A and handed me one.

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