Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl

II

Diana's POV

"Welcome to Happy Harbor, Lydia..." 

Lydia quickly stands up from sitting on the wooden bench from the boat and glances at the life of Happy Harbor city, her eyes glistening with liquid curiosity

As soon as I docked the boat, Lydia eagerly leaps off the boat and onto the wooden dock to take a closer perspective of Happy Harbor, 

As soon as I latched the remaining rope in a knot, I chase after her as if I was a mother chasing her two-year-old daughter in a game of tag

"Amazing... look at those temples, they're so tall and blinding... " Lydia comments, her mouth widens in awe 

Her light brown eyes were wide, grazing at every life of Happy Harbor; Cars were passing by the streets, people were walking on the sidewalk since the docks were settled near a family park where the horizon of green grass could be seen from where I was standing 

Then a mother with a baby stroller walking on the sidewalk caught Lydia's attention, 

She gasps,

"A baby!! I've always wanted to see a baby in person!"

I quickly pull Lydia away before she could scare the woman, 

"But ... the baby," she says as I drag her in the opposite direction

"We mustn't do that, Lydia, we can't let our excitement control ourselves," I explain

After walking through the city with Lydia's never-ending sparking curiosity, we finally stand outside of a boutique that I recognized by the giant sign that read Lizzie's Stop, it felt like deja vu, well it's just a boutique owned by a friend of mine's... 

The glass windows displayed four sets of mannequins,  each two stood on both sides of the large windows with different outfits 

Two ladies walk out of the boutique with huge bags in hand and satisfied smiles, 

Lizzie never fails... 

I grab Lydia's hand to walk inside of the boutique store, where we see the boutique is filled with hundreds of clothing racks, there were also drawers that hid neatly folded tops as well as undergarments, 

In the middle of the wide boutique stood a check-out counter, and there stood my familiar friend that made me smile as I recall our many years of friendship, she had a blank piece of paper in front of her as her hand held a pencil that scribbled on the paper 

I immediately walk up to the counter and ding the silver bell that sat next to Lizzie's arm, her head pokes up