Emma's P.O.V.
I walked into the Wal-Mart and looked around not believing what I saw.
There was food and clothes and toys and those little disk things that you can watch and those things on wheels that people always push around in here and something called a Subway and shoes and something humans call the electronics department and books and people. Tons and tons of people. People who were alive and had absolutely no type of demonic powers. I smiled and headed for the clothes section of the store.
Almost half of the section of clothes were designed by someone named miley cyrus. She had some okay stuff but I kinda wanted to blend in and not stand out so I just bought a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt. I materialized some money and went to pay for them. I then realized that I was still in heels so I went and got myself a pair of converse.
In the checkout line I bought a pack of gum since almost everyone my age seems to have a piece of gum in there mouth all the time. The pack I picked out said Trident-Layers and was kind of a reddish color.
When it was my turn in line I gave the lady my money and my clothes and shoes and my pack of gum. She just pushed them across the counter into a bag after the counter made a beeping noise. She told me the total and I gave her the amount of money I asked for. I walked out of Wal-Mart confident that Lucifer wouldn't recognize me now.
