Ziuq Wolf [Chpt 5]

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Chapter Five - Pick one! Your choice.

                Alexandra parked closest to the entrance. Many People were here shopping. Is shopping at the mall that big of a deal?

                "Before we all split up," Alexandra looked at the clock then continued, "meet back here at five. I'll go with Camren, Casie, and Ash and Sophia and Emily you can go together."

                Sophia clapped. "Yay! Emily, you and I are going to have so much fun."

                "Yay." I said with a fake smile.

                "Let's go." Alexandra said.

                We all got out of the car.

                "See you two later." Alexandra said.

                "Okay." Sophia said back.

                "Don't wander off Ash." I told her.

                "I won't." She said back.

                We all walked in the door and the others disappeared. Sophia grabbed my arm.

                "Clothes first." She said while she dragged me over to the clothing section. "You need some new clothes."

                "Thanks." I said sarcastically.

                She looked through a rack of clothes.

                "Mm . . ." She picked out a shirt. "Like it?"

                It was a black long sleeve shirt with little sparkles on it with some wording on the front I didn't understand.

                "Yeah but what's 'C'est la maison'?" I pronounced it wrong

                She giggled "C'est la maison," She corrected, "It means 'this is home' in French"

                "Pretty." I said.

                She nodded "This is your color definitely. I mean what else would go with your black highlights."

                We laughed.

                She put the shirt over her arm and started looking again.

                "How 'bout this one?" she showed a blue longed sleeve shirt. It was a v-neck shirt with a white shirt underneath. There was a gray cloud with white wording across the shirt. Which, again I did not know what it meant.

                "Cute. What's it mean?" I asked

                "CASSÉ RÊVES?" She asked.

                "Yeah, that."

                "I'll let you figure it out."

                "Oh, come on."

                "Nope. You figure it out."

                I sighed "Okay."

                An hour passed and I have twenty shirts, ten jeans, six skirts, three dresses, nine sweatshirts, three flats, two heels, four sneakers and now we're going into the makeup section. She's going overboard but all she says is . . .

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