The Caw of the Crows

Chapter Seven.

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“Mia! I don’t want these clothes. You can’t buy them for me!” I say, grabbing the pile of clothes from her arms.

“Please!” she wines at me. “At least try them on for me?” She gives me her puppy god face.

“Fine, I’ll try them on for you.” I mumble and head into the dressing room.

“Yes!” I hear her voice chirp.

I can’t believe she is trying to buy me all of these clothes! And, making me try them on even though we are not getting them. Argh. I sense her mind but only find she is up to something, she has become good at blocking me out. What should I put on first? I wonder looking at the huge pile in front of me. Yes! Jeans! I can try the tops on with these! I think while picking up a black pair, pale blue, dark blue and pink pair of them.  Putting the pale blue ones on I look for a top to match. A black singlet style top with a black blazer to go over the top? I think yes. I smile and walk out of the dressing room.

“These fit perfectly, so do I have to try anything else on?” I whine, I like buying clothes not exactly trying them on.

“You look amazing, can you try on a few more? Like two more sets? Oh! And what size are they?” she says jumping up off of the little couch she was on.

“I guess, only two more though. And, um, I’m not really sure.” I say turning around so she could look.

“Jeans are an eight, tops an eight and blazer is a ten. Try a dress on and then a skirt next please.”

“Fine. But that’s it okay?” I ask.

“Yeah, yeah.” She says as she sits back down.

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Emilia’s POV.

Little does she know, I am going to buy her these clothes plus more! Oh! And shoes and accessories! Oh my god! I jump up and start walking around the store while Scarlett is getting dressed. I pick up everything that I think will suit her in tops, jeans and shorts. After a few minutes I walk over to the cash register and give her an arm full of clothes.

The girl is a pretty little red head with light brown eyes. “Wow.” She says looking at the amount of clothes she is holding.

“Can you please start scanning these? I’m not done yet but I don’t want my friend to know I am buying these for her.” I smile kindly at her.

“Sure thing.” I read her name tag, Jen it says and she starts scanning.

I make it back to the dressing room in time to see Scarlett step out in an amazing black dress with lots of criss-cross straps at the back, sort of like a corsets ribbon but these aren’t done up tightly.

“Sorry I took so long. It has a lot of straps. Oh and it is size eight.” Scarlett says, fiddling with the hem of the dress which sits just above mid thigh. She looks stunning. So I tell her this.

“You look stunning! Every guy will literally be hanging off of you!” I chirp and she blushes.

“I highly doubt it.” She says with a nervous laugh. I can feel my mouth literally drop open. I quickly close it.

“You are like the most gorgeous girl I know!” I say to her.

“Sure, have you seen yourself and your sister?” she asks, with a small laugh.