Something Rebellious || l.b.

Chapter 12

Ever since the first visit to the children's hospital, Luke has always been so keen to go. I'll have to say so myself we've gotten closer. Not as in buddy buddy, but you know we're at better terms than we were before. He doesn't tease me...that much and I don't give him that much crap for being a man-whore anymore, but that's as far as I know though. He could still be "active" with every girl in L.A., but there's nothing I can do about that.

Today I've recieved my paycheck and now I have some cash to burn. Not that much, but I'll live. I don't go shopping that often either, but when I do half of the time I'm with my Mom, the other half I don't know what to shop for. Normally, I'll see groups of girls walking around having a fun time with shopping bags in hand.

Maybe I'll just stay home again, but my closet needs more variety. I usually am reluctant with my taste of clothing, then again seeing as I don't have so much too choose from I have no choice, but to be reluctant. I vision what normal teenagers would wear on a typical day. I immediately think of what display of outfits that girls sported at Jamie's party. I think I'll need a whole wardrobe change.

My eyes turn to the keys sitting on the counter. I snatch them and head for the car. To the mall I go.

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As soon as I walk in, goosbumps raise on my skin due to the sudden change of temperature. I wander around the mall looking through different stores, but miserably failing to find clothes that I feel comfortable in. I subtly peer through the racks in Forever 21, but everything here is so damn expensive. I could probably buy two shirts with my whole paycheck. 

"Hi, do you need any help finding anything?" A worker asks behind my back. What should I be looking for though? Probably just a new outfit for now. By the looks of it, I'm not going to find much.

"I don't think so." I glance over my shoulder to see a beautiful brunnette with a caramel kissed skin her curly hair was gathered into a ponytail. Oh wait, that's Alisha. 

"Oh, hey." She smiles. Her body language shifts from welcoming to uneasy. Well this must be awkward for her, just as awkward as it is for me. My mind takes me back to the memory of her gaze switching between Collin and I on the sofa. Her expression confused and shocked, but she didn't do anything.

"Wait...Oh my God! Collin, get off of her!."

I grant her a small smile in return. Despite the flashback trailing my mind. 

"Are you looking for anything in particular?" She questions. 

"Not really, just looking around." I reply. 

"I don't know if this is a little soon, but we should hang out soon." I take it this is her way of sympathizing for me.

"I appreciate the offer, but last time we ' hung out ' " I put in air quotes. "..I got ditched and had just an overall unpleasant experience." After we arrived they dispersed from me not even bothering to try and keep me company for a little to try and warm up to people. 

"Listen, I'm sorry for what happened last time." She said seriously. "But loosen up! I mean we can just head out to a club and just dance the night away." She says with excitement in her tone. Everyone keeps on telling me to loosen up. I'm perfectly content with how I live now. Going out will probably never be the same for me again or having sex for that matter.

"No." I say more assertive. 

"Come on! It'll just be you and I. I'll stay with you the whole night. I need to teach you to have fun. My treat." She offers once more. One side of me trusts her but another side of me is saying it's trouble all over again. Last time I was proven right, but I want to be able to have fun. I want to just go wherever the night takes me, but I've never been that adventurous. I'm not daring enough. 

Because you're a prude. 

My mind tells me. Suddenly, I want to prove it wrong. 

I recollect my thoughts and answer her. "Okay." I sigh in defeat. 

She claps her hands in excitement. I'm actually pretty excited too. I can't believe I'm doing this; however I think that I'd have a good time. Maybe...we'll just see. I almost forget that I'm shopping and snap out of my thoughts.

"We're gonna find you a dress, okay?" She says in one breath. I didn't even have a second to respond. She grabs my wrists and leads me to a section with a collection of dresses. I notice that the one's Alisha picks out for me are pretty short and a little out of my comfort zone. I mean I have no say in what I'm going to be wearing. Continuously, she throws dress after dress at me and forcing me to model them for her in the dressing room. After about fifteen minutes of searching, I found one...it totally stood out to me and for once I felt beautiful, sexy, confident. It was black and stopped mid-thigh. The dress defined my slim curves, showing just a little bit of cleavage. The straps were studded with sequins, not to mention it made my complimented my skin very well.

I walk out of the dressing room with a grin stuck on my face and we both knew, this was the one. Alisha rung it up for me at the cash register. "You need to text me, we'll put that dress to good use." she winks at me. 

We exchange numbers and goodbyes. In the process of having fun, I think I made a friend along the way who'll guide me to growing up.

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(A/N)

This chapter was really short and lame, sorry :/ and it's going to be a little more difficult for me to update now that my softball season is going to start, but that's definitely not going to stop me. I'm having too much fun writing this for you guys :) I'll most likely update tomorrow, so till then..have a nice day/ night 

Love you'sssss

P.S. Lyla's dress is in the sidebar

-A :)