The untouchable girl

Ice cream, movies, and boys

"I just don't understand how he could do that to me."
"I k ow honey."
It had been a fucking week and I was still comforting Izzy over linden. He already had a new girlfriend. A busty brunette that put every girl to shame in their own body image. All Izzy had been doing was stuffing her face with her favorite icecream and making me watch a whole ton of crappy romance novels.
"Okay. That's it, I'm done. Stand up right now, we're going to the mall."
"Really?"
"Yes. Now get the FUCK up."
She jumped up with a smile on her face.
"Can I wear something of yours?" She asked
I nodded and she ran upstairs. I followed her slowly up the giant staircase that wound around our foyer. We walked down the long hallway with plushy carpet. After we passed about ten other doors we finally came to mine. Izzy always loved my room, it was a pastel pink with a giant canopy bed on a platform. It had its own bathroom and walk in closet. Not to mention a giant-ass flat screen TV. She was already digging through my closet.
"Freya! You need to change too! I'll pick an outfit for you, and you pick one for me!" She called from my closet.
I went in with her and found a pair of high waisted ripped Jean shorts, a pair of pink converse, and a grey flowy shirt for her. She came out with my nirvana shirt, red flannel, and a pair of light jeans, and my favorite black high top converse. We smiled at each other and changed.

"IM SO PUMPED" she screamed out my convertible window.
"FREYA ROLL DOWN THE HOOD"
I sighed and pushed the button, she then stood up and war-cried at a poor group of old people. I was laughing so hard as she made faces at people in the other cars. When she finally sat down her hair was ridiculously wind whipped. She had tears rolling down her cheeks from the force of the wind.
"You okay?" I asked her
"Yeah, you're my best friend, Freya. Thank you for getting me out of my heart-break bubble."
"No problem. Ily."
"Ily too."

When we got to the mall it was already completely packed, and filled with middle schoolers.
"Ugh." I grunted.
"Oh shush. It'll be fine! Let's go let's go let's go!!!"
How can she always be so positive?
As we walked into the giant, white, sleek mall, I saw a figure watching us in a car.
"Izzy, look." I said and pointed to the figure
"What the fuck?" She asked and then she decided it'd be a great idea to go over to the car. She knocked on the window and it rolled down. I couldn't see in it, but her face immediately lit up. I saw them whispering and the car door opened, and out walked Finn. Izzy was dragging him over to me.
"Freya! Look who I found."
"What the hell, Finn? Are you stalking me?" I asked him.
"I need to talk to you. We need to finish our conversation from the other day."
"OH LOOK AT THAT ICE CREAM, IM GONNA GO OVER THERE." Izzy said loudly and quickly ran over to the ice cream cart.
"What do you want?" I was getting annoyed.
"I kissed you because I needed to know if you could feel my emotions."
I was shocked. No one knew about that, not even Izzy.
"How did you know I could do that."
"It's in your file. I know almost everything about you."
"What file? What are you talking about?"
"We will talk later, you're friend is coming back."
I nodded and he walked back to his car.
"Weeeeeelll, what happened? Did he ask you out? EEEEH did you say yes?"
"No Izzy. He didn't, but let's just go."
She quickly nodded, and grabbed my hand, and yanked me towards the grey automatic doors.