Finally! After five days of boring as hell special classes and Carson accidently abusing me with door, it is the weekend! That means... what does that mean? I have to be good for the weekends too. Shit. Well they base this off of what they see right? If I don't get caught everything's all good. Time to find Haley.
First I dress, picking my outfit out carefully. I snatch puffy sweats and pull on my crazy designed extra long socks and tug them up to my knees over the yellow sweats. I put on a pink, purple, and blue tutu. I put on my elf shoes and pull on a neon yellow tank top. I cover it with a wrinkled tube top that I paint balled for a splatter effect a few months ago. I pull on long sparkly arm bands. Finally I stick on a batman headband with the polka dotted overdosed sunglasses.
I step in front of the mirror and pose. Nice! Oh yeah! I rush to the bathroom and get out my neon green lipstick and layer it on. I know I hate make up but this is an exception.
I don't have to walk that far. Not as far as other people who are ten floors down but then again I'd rather be on this level so I have good access to the roof. I snap out of my thought when I tumble down a small flight of stairs. Oh son of a nut! Guess who I see looking down at me. The one and only Carson. Damn this kid is a personal pain magnet.
"Hi I was just going to see you! We can play ping pong together!" Carson says again ignoring my bruised state.
"Dude we don't have a ping pong table. Besides I'm going out. You can come if you want it would be cool to walk next to a sexy guy but we gotta find Haley first." I take his hand and drag him down the next couple flights and a few hallways to her door and knock. No one answers.
I'm about to knock again but Carson's fist gets there first and soaks on the door probably loud enough to get everyone in the hallway to their doors. I just look at him and he just smiles stupidly. I have never seen him frown. I was just thinking about his cute yet obnoxious grin when Haley swung open the door.
"What?! What do you want?!" She yelled, exasperated from the booming knock.
"We gonna have some fun! Lets go lady!" I smile back. She smiles and chuckles lightly.
"Okadoke." She quickly grabbed her wallet off the small lamp table and flew out the door with us. Carson just followed us and walked next to me when he could. Finally we got outside and showed our IDs to the guard. He let us through after careful evaluation and a few protocol questions.
"We're home free!" I scream and I can feel the looks of uncertainty from the guards when I yell and run, freaking out the earthlings. Carson and Haley sprint to catch up and we flee from the school to the glorious town of Fray.
We get to the middle of the town and pivot around. Not many people are around but enough and almost all swarm to the mall. I smirk and pull Carson while we head toward the revolving doors. I shove Carson in front and he stands as the door comes and hits him in the back gently. He jumps and scurries inside. I race through and laugh when I go around a second time gaining a few disapproving stares. Finally I settle down so I can actually get inside.
"Z." Haley says and points. I look in the hinted direction and see a manikin. Yes! We walk toward the fake dude and pass it to go into the store. No. Not good enough. The store holds formal, buisness man and woman clothes so we go to next store. Not as bad, but not good enough. The next store is the pretty boring too. Entering the fourth store is awesome. Its perfect for redressing the manikan in front of a store for people who dress very nice.
"Hala!" I yell and stride into the punk shop. Searching for those spike bracelets and a ripped vest. Not too hard to find. I snatch all this horribly anti formal clothing and wink at Haley. Carson is kind of copying me and searching through miles of crazy fabric but I drop the stuff in my hand and my jaw when I look through the window.
