*** Rachel's POV ***
Me- Are you done yet?
Violet- no, but you should come in here there's cool stuff
Me- ugh fine
I walked into Hot Topic. Immediately, I felt my inner nerd Rachel come out to express herself.
I walked to the back where the dressing room was, because Violet was in there trying stuff on. I knocked.
"Hey, it's me," I told her.
"Hi."
"How much longer?" I asked.
"Just enjoy yourself in here," Violet said blankly.
And surely, I did.
I ended up buying a total of 30 shirts and 10 pants, along with so much merchandise that I think I could make my own store.
"Ah, there she is," Violet lightly patted the back of my shoulder. She looked down at my bag of stuff and put a smile on her face.
"I like this one," she said. I was looking at bags, and she picked out one with skulls and (fake) blood splatters.
"Um, okay, well you can buy it, but it's not my style."
Violet rolled her eyes at me and grabbed the bag. Apparently, she was only buying three shirts along with a Pokémon lanyard and the bag.
"Wow, I got more than you," I said as we went to the cashier. Thankfully there wasn't anyone here except this one guy looking at Nirvana shirts. I bought 6 Nirvana shirts, because they looked really cool and they're still one of my favorite bands.
"Separately or together?" The cashier asked.
"Separately," I said. The cashier nodded.
My total came to $354.60 and Violet's came to $72.
"That's what I call a price difference," Violet laughed. I rolled my eyes.
I don't want to become old Rachel.
"Violet?" I asked.
"Yeah?"
"I-I don't want to become who I was before."
"Well," she said, walking towards the food court. "You can't really help it. If you're goth, like me, then you're goth. It's a thing. You can't help it, you can't get away from it. If you like certain things, then you like certain things. You can't hide yourself."
That really put me in another state of mind. Technically, I could wear all this stuff, but still be the same person.
But.. would Jacob agree to this?
"Would Jacob agree to this?"
"Agree to what?" Violet laughed.
"Me wearing all of this."
"Oh my God," Violet groaned. "Who cares? You don't need Jacob's approval to wear outfits. Besides, he treats you well, I'm pretty sure he'll love you either way."
Violet and I ended up going to Chipotle, because yes.
"Thanks for taking me," Violet said.
"You're welcome."
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This chapter's a little different, I didn't really add much Jacob into this chapter, but don't worry there will be a ton of time for that 😂😊-Jane
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