The Queen Of Spades

Chapter 7, Continued, Again

At the mall, we went into almost every store looking at clothes and trying on ones we liked. I kept to my usual color scheme of blacks and dark greens in contrast to Olivia's whites and bright colors. One store in particular had clothes that Olivia and I both seemed to love and had both of our styles. Olivia had four flowy crop tops and seven pairs of jeans by noon and I had multiple oversized T-shirts, tank tops, camisoles, leather jackets, jeans and combat boots. We went to the mall cafeteria where I paid for lunch before continuing to shop. The next place we went was a jewelry and makeup store that thoroughly annoyed Caleb. While Olivia went around finding all things pink, I found a couple of thin black chokers (I take no judgment), eyeliner and a necklace with the word "Queen" on it. We were finally done shopping at 1400 hours and went back to the Hudsons house with multiple giant bags in either hand.

Olivia immediately showed her parents all of the clothes she had bought while I went upstairs and got to work. I took a pen and emptied the black ink into a glass beaker, mixing it with rubbing alcohol to thin it. Then I fashioned a homemade tattoo pen out of said pen and a needle and, dipping it in the ink like I had done so many times before, I tattooed the image of a spade wearing a crown on my wrist. Next, I took out multiple sheets of paper thin metal that I had under my bed from a former project and drew out the shape of as many spades as I could fit and put them in my backpack along with half of the clothes I just bought. Putting the backpack on, I left—with Caleb following—to go to the boxcar.
"Where are we going?" Caleb asked as I weaved my way through streets by memory.
"The clubhouse. You can't tell Oliver or Nada about it though because if you do, I will kill you. And I’m absolutely serious about that." He stopped talking and followed with intrigue as we neared the bridge. I jumped over easily and waited for Caleb before continuing to the boxcar, having to stop every now and again because he would fall through the cracks in the cars. When we finally got to the boxcar it was almost dinnertime so I had to move quickly to get anything done. I started by taking out a very sharp exacto knife and cutting out the metal spades leaving holes where they used to be that I used as stencils for spray painting the clothes I bought. The spades themselves I put in my basket for later, planning on sharpening them into more throwing stars. Then we made our way quickly back to the Hudson's house and parted ways at the door.