Winter wonderland dress

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So it was the weekend before the winter wonderland dance and I was going shopping to get 'the perfect dress' as Hannah likes to call it. (Hannah is one of my friends that is obsessed with fashion)
"So, what type of dress do you want? Long, short, short in the front long in the back, backless, sleeveless, puffy, skin tight" Hannah asked flicking through the dresses on display
"I don't know. What's the difference?" (If you can't already tell I don't care much for fashion)
"What's the difference? Seriously?" She looked disgusted.
"Seriously"
"Fine, how about I pick out some different kinds of dresses and you try them on see which one you like best"
"Okay" I was so bored, sitting in the store for around 20 minutes watching Hannah find some dresses for me.
"So, who are you going to the dance with?"
"Ezra"
"Ezra?" She was looking at me with the knowing look
"What? There's nothing happening between us I just told I wasn't going to the dance because I had no one to go with and he suggest going together"
"M'kay"
"Stop it"
"Stop what?"
"Thinking that I like him, I don't"
"If you say so"
"Just hurry up an get me some dresses this is boring"
"Okay, here go try these on, one at a time and showing me all of them"
I walked into the changing room with the four dresses Hannah had chose for me.

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