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[ⁱʳˡ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒᶜⁱᵃˡ ᵐᵉᵈⁱᵃ]
↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

hayden lingers by the front of the school, only minutes after the bell rings.

her arms are crossed, a frown plastered across her face.

she would rather be doing anything else right now than voluntarily hanging out with chris sturniolo.

matt had looked somewhat upset when she had cancelled their plans, and she felt even worse after she said goodbye for the day.

"hey," chris walks up, departing from one of his friends

hayden doesn't return the greeting, just huffing annoyedly, "so how are we supposed to get anywhere without matt driving?"

"jesus can you not be separated for more than an hour at a time?"

"can you not be a dickwad for more than an hour at a time?" she squints

chris sighs, rolling his eyes, "you make it so hard to be nice to you. i ordered an uber, look, it's here."

oh. hayden watches as he starts towards the car, before walking after him.

the car ride is quick, her still not able to get out of chris where they were headed.

that is, until they stop outside of a shop hayden is in frequently.

"united thrift?" she questions as he pays, "why are we here?"

"you like it here," he shrugs, "no one is gonna believe we'd date if we don't even hangout."

hayden nods, silence covering the two as they enter the store, grabbing a blue bin.

"if you help me look, i'll help you look." she looks to chris

his brows pull together, "i don't know what girl clothes look good."

"it's like," she thinks, "whatever you would wanna see elena wear."









"how much longer can you possibly try on clothes?" chris groans, leaning his head back against the wall

"it's not my fault the fucking mirror is out here." hayden rolls her eyes, opening the door in a new tank top

she looks in the mirror, a frown on her face, "does this make me look fat?"

"yes."

"ok, fuck you, i like it." zola scoffs, "im getting it. ok let me change then we can go asswipe."

she throws it over the door as she changes back into her regular clothes.

chris clears his throat, "whatever, im gonna go to the bathroom."

hayden finishes changing, exiting the dressing room to find her bin of stuff she was gonna buy gone.

did someone really snatch it? she groans, walking out empty handed.

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