Chapter 4

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I pulled up to Wet Seal. Goodbye, sweet car! I'll miss you! I thought happily as I skipped into my favorite store. Hmm. What shall we get today!

"Hello! Can I help you find anything, today?" said a chic about my age.

"Um no," I said as more of a question. She flashed me a bright smile and walked off to greet a new customer. I look up. The new thing. Mustaches & keep calm ands. Perfect! I pulled down several items.

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"That'll be $89, mam, would you like cash, or credit," the chic who greeted me asked. Damnnn. She was annoying. "Cash," I said nonchalantly.

"Have a good day," she cheered once I had finished checking out. Wow! 5 new shirts, some new shoes, some accessories & a rockin jacket! Score! Once in the car, I examine what I just bought, trying to piece together outfits.

A beautiful one shoulder striped sparkle shirt. Hmm. That could go with my ripped up white jeans & silver flats. One outfit. Check.

A silver strapless shirt with a beautiful rhinestone belt. That could go with my bleached denims & the new mustache scarf I bought. Maybe some wedged. Check.

A neon orange shirt dress that came down lower in the back with just a crack of cleavage. That could go with my paint splattered jeans & the new skull necklace.

The tight fighting lace tank top with lots of cleavage. That could go with the gold sweater & open toe heels I just bought. Maybe a pencil skirt, panty hoes, and a small necklace.

I glance at the wallet. I've still got a ton of money left! Hmm. Where to next?

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