Weekly Sanity

Chapter 16 - October 06, 2013

"I don't like the mall, Chloe."

She offered me a smile.

"I don't like this mall too. But my mother insisted that I'd go to the mall like a normal teenaged girl and go buy myself some new outfits." She sounded like she's doing a chore but the smile on her face tells that she's pretty much enjoying herself. I thought that she's the type of girl who doesn't like window shopping.

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, that's why I invited you -to make shopping more bearable. Besides it's not like I'm going to make you pay for everything I'll buy."

Yeah, right. We're not exactly window shopping. Well, she does seem to like unrestrained money-spending.

"Hey cheer up. We'll go to an arcade or somewhere after this." I smiled as she made me remember that time we played a round on an arcade. It also made me remember that I felt sick after our game for some reason...

She unexpectedly held my left wrist as we walk, like I'm going to go away or something. Oh no, she's not planning something that will make me want to do so, does she? We're just going to a department store. She's right then. I don't like going to a department store. The reason, though, is because of the salesladies. They kept staring at me like I'm some kind of criminal from the Most Wanted List.

I had no choice but to look down all way to avoid their gaze. The only exceptions were when Chloe wanted to show me something she thought that I'll find interesting. She made me wonder at some point if I did something to make her do this to me.

"Stay there. Don't move," What am I a dog? "I'm just going to try these on," she said motioning to the dress she was holding. She followed that statement when she seen me crunch up my face. "And if you try and ditch me," she sounded severe and icy, that it made me feel so hot and uncomfortable out of the blue. Then, she smiled. That type of smile that usually comforts me, but it scared me now. "—we'll have some nice fun later, Miles."

My legs felt like jelly. Really, it does! I didn't know that it happens in real life.

Well waiting isn't that bad. I can wait like this for hours. I don't really mind. (I promise.) It's just that everyone kept glaring daggers at me. Well, earlier it's just glares, but now they're all looking at me with pure disgust. Of course they would, earlier I just looked like a delinquent but now, I looked like a delinquent who was standing near the underwear section. Is Chloe messing with me?

I could move away but I can't seem to move my legs. My body seems to develop some kind of mechanism to not disobey Chloe whenever she uses that kind dialogue to me.

But finally, she came out. She walked towards me apparently still not realizing (or does she?) that she made a guy stand near the Women's Undergarment Section.

"Do I look okay? Do you think I look fat on these?" she asked smiling again, that weird smile of hers. But seriously asking me this? I never thought that Chloe would ask me this.

"Well?!" she raised her voice. I didn't need to look around me to know that every glares and stares just got flavored with venom.

"Er –yes?" I was forced to answer so I didn't have time to recollect her question.

"I. Hate. You."

Oh come on. She didn't need to sob after saying that. She's faking it. Now, I'm sure everyone's stopped glaring at me as they were now too busy to stop themselves from hounding me to the nearest wall. I might have just imagined it, but I'm sure I saw one move their fingers in a way that they wanted to strangle something.

"Ooh, smooth one, Miles." It was Zec. If he wasn't laughing at me (albeit good-naturedly), I might have thanked him for making all of those glaring eyes divert away from me.