Now Or Never

Chapter Seven

Dedicated to blaze_wildfire as she is awesome and the first commenter! 

Chapter 7: 

"Excuse me, do you know where the winter collection is?" A woman asked me, standing way too close to me. I rolled my eyes at her and walked away. She gasped and started muttering about rude workers. I did not work at H&M. I was a customer, just like her. Stupid people.

I was wearing a black sleeveless button up shirt  tucked into long black shorts, so I could see why she thought I was working here, but seriously. She was like the seventh person to ask me for help. 

It was an average Sunday afternoon, and I was shopping at a mall nearby. H&M was crowded, and I was annoyed as fuck. Time to leave. I stood in line, waiting for my turn to check out.

I handed the woman the black trench coat I had picked out because winter was on it's way, getting more irritated by the second. I practically shoved my credit card in her hand, and punched in my code the second she inserted the card. I let out an exasperated sigh, grabbed my purchase, and walked out briskly.

I looked around, deciding to go to Garage. It had a lot of less rush, and the clothes were specifically designed for teenage girls.  I entered and immediately found a shirt that I was definitely getting. It was a black cutoff tee with PARTY. SLEEP. REPEAT. written on it in white block letters.  

Perfect. I could wear it with the shorts I was wearing right now. I grabbed it from the rack and tried it on in the fitting room. It looked pretty good. 

Honestly, I had worked really hard to look like what I did now. So don't blame me if I sound conceited sometimes. I smiled at my reflection. 

Suddenly, a huge wave of sadness washed over me. I felt like someone had punched me and knocked the breath out of me. The world blurred, and dizziness overtook me. I sat on the floor of the tiny cubicle and curled up into a ball. 

When my vision cleared, I looked in the mirror and saw that my face was streaked with tears. I sniffed, and wiped off most of the tears.

I stood up and swiftly checked out. I walked out of the mall and kept walking, not even glancing at my bus stop.  

I had no idea where I was going, but hopefully I would find another bus stop along the way.

I walked around for nearly fifteen minutes when I realized it was getting dark and windy.

Looking around, there was nothing but houses. I cursed myself for walking away. I didn't even know if there was a bus station here. How would I get back to school?

I walked a little more, and then sat on the sidewalk. My feet ached because of my four inch neon green heels that I had foolishly worn to the mall. I shoved the Garage shirt into the H&M bag and threw away the Garage bag. 

I bit my lip, deciding what to do. I didn't know many people in Boston. Oh wait! What about Fred?! 

Yep, I would have to call Fred.  He was an innocent looking ginger, but his appearance was VERY decieving. He was Aiden's friend and I had only met him about three times. And I didn't want to cross a boundary or something.

But Aiden did tell him to take care of me. I dialed his number, biting my lip nervously. It rang a few times before he picked up.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Uhh...Fred?" 

"Yes. Veronica?" 

"Errr...yeah."

"Hey. What's up?"

"Hi. Nothing much.  I was at the mall and then I got sick so I took a walk and now I'm lost in some random neighbourhood with no way to get back to the school and you're basically the only person I know in Boston."

"Oh. Cool. So you want me to pick you up?" 

"Yes, please."

"Okay, where are you?" 

"I have no idea." 

"Look around and check what street you're on." 

I walked to the end and struggled to read the sign. What was wrong with my fucking eyes?

"Errr...Campton Street."

"K. I'll be there in ten." He said, and then promptly hung up. I sat on the sidewalk again.

He arrived in five minutes, and I gratefully scrambled into his car, which was a black Toyota SUV.

"Thank you SO much. I mean, I hardly know you and..." I started.

"It's not a big deal, I was in the area." he said, cutting me off.

"Oh. Thank you, though." I said. Then an uncomfortable silence settled over the car.

"You know, I was on my way to a nearby club, do you wanna come?" he asked. I grinned at him.

"Definitely. I'm just gonna change." I said, practically ripping off my shirt and slipping on my new shirt from Garage. I untied my hair, and shook it to get rid of the stiffness.

I watched Fred's eyes watch me as I changed, so I smirked at him, but immediately felt like a slutty whore/bitch.

I cut off the tag, and clipped in the seat belt.

"Let's party, dude." I said, grinning as I realized my depression was absolutely gone.

 He let out a whoop as we sped away. 

A/N: Another new character! I have no idea where he came from, BTW! It was completely spontaneous! Vote and Comment! I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Love you guys! Thanks so much for reading it and putting up with my crap chapters! :)

- Mia :*