Taylor's Pov
" Do we really have to come here?" I say sounding slight pissed and tired.
"Oh don't get your panties in a twist. You know I like shopping every Saturday, and me being rich gives me an advantage to shop ever Saturday." she gives me wink right after her o so lovely "speech".
I don't even know why I put up with her. Then again she is the best friend a person can have. I mean I'm not her friend for her money or anything. I'm her friend because she has a great personality and I would risk my life to her. Now before you say anything I. Am. Not. A. Lesbian. I just care for my friend very dearly. Taking me out of my thoughts I hears Piper call of my name.
"OMG!! TAYLOR LOOK!! THEY HAVE THE DRESS ON SALE!!!" she starts running into some store I don't know and I start to run right behind her.
Gosh that girl can do anything for cloths..and shoes too but let's not get into that subject yet shall we.
I go into the store and see her already paying for the dress. I'm not really into dresses and girly stuff, to me when I look at cloths I see cloths. Not really anything special. Call me a tomboy, but I'm just stating my opinion. But once I saw that dress it wasn't half bad. It was a short dark moron dress that was off the shoulder. The one with the sleeve had a long hole, but it was cute.
"This is perfect for later!" She exclaimed.
Wait what?! What does she mean later. I hope she doesn't have anything planned for me. Ughh she always does these weird things for me because she thinks I should be more out going. Thank you very much but I like my little shell I have now. The only people who are welcomed is me, myself, and I... and every so often Piper but I have to be careful around her. Yeah I know she is my friend and all, but she does have quite a mouth. I still love her though.
" Uhh Piper... what do mean it's perfect for later?"
She puts on a smirk and her honey eyes are filled with mystery.
You know one of these days she will pay for all these games she has put me through. Though its kinda fun. Like the time she forced me to go to her friend's, Fran, sweet 16 last year and I accidentally spilled spilled the chocolate fountain on Fran's dress.
I laughed at my own thought, and when I looked up i saw her smirk and evil eyes were now filled with confusion. I laughed again, but this time a little louder. When I stopped laughing I looked around my surroundings. People in the store were staring straight at me probably wondering what was so funny. I felt my cheeks flush red.
Well this is awkward.
I dragged my best friend out of the store and stopped once we were a good amount distance from the the store.
My best friend was breathing really heavily when we came to a stop. Her face was red like a tomato and red hair made it really funny.
"Oh my gosh-- you should had---- oh gosh I can't with you-- your face" I said between laughs. It was hilarious. It's just way too hard hard to explain how she looked like you would have to see for yourself.
"It's not funny" she said in between breaths.
"Oh but darling it is." I started to laugh again but was cautious so I wouldn't be embarrassed like the last time.
I turned to Piper and realized she was a bit quite. Sure she might be catching her breath but then I saw her eyes landed on someone. So I poked her arm just to annoy her and get her attention. I'm just too weird.
"Oww! What was that for?!"
"Your were staring at the guys too long. You do know that it's rude to stare right?"
She rolled her eyes at me and just chuckled.
"Oh hush. We need to buy more cloths."
Now it was my turn roll my eyes. While we were walking I turned back to see what the guy looked like, but when I turned around he wasn't there. Hmm oh well I guess.
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5 horrible hours later
"Piiiper. Please tell me this is the last store!?."
"Yes yes yes. It is. I just need get a pair of shoes for my dress."
I groaned in annoyance. She could've done that before we bought a bucket load of other cloths. God this girl can shop till she drops, but who am I kidding. I knew her since Pre-K. She can shop till she bought enough cloths for Russia.
I smiled at that.
She ran over to a place in Marshals to buy her "needed"shoes. After a horrible hour she FINALLY found a pair of black wedges to go with her dress. Once she paid she started to walk up to me. Then she stopped dead in her tracks when she was half way over here. I picked up her 20 bags of clothes (I'm not joking when I said 20 bags) and ran over to her.
"Pip what's wrong" using the nick name I have her when we were small.
"That's him. I knew he was following us." She mumbled under breath, but all heard was Thats him and followed us. I turned to look at the guy that Piper saw from before and claims that he followed us...well probably followed Piper.
Once I turned,my stomach did flips. The only way to describe him was just in one word.
Whoa.
