A Necklace of Hope

Chapter 3: To The Mall

Noah

"Ok, I'm ready," Kenzie walks out of her room. I nod my head and we walk down the hall. "Listen, I'm only doing this for you since you've never been to a party," she says angrily. We go through the kitchen and out the door. Her car is a Honda. We walk down  the driveway and open the door to her car. It's not too cluttered, but that's when I notice the beer.

"Why do you have beer in your car?!" I say.

"Hey, you keep your mouth shut to mom and dad. I'm taking you to the mall!" I nod my head. I mean, hey, this is the least I could do.

The drive takes about 15 minutes. Then Kenzie picks her parking spot and stops her car.

"Ok, we're here loser," she says. I gotta say, it stings a little, but it's happened many times before, so not that bad. We start walking towards the store and we walk inside.

"Ok, now what do you want?" She asks. I think for a moment. I don't know if I should get clothes or a fancy suit.

"Should I get clothes or a suit?" I ask her.

"Well, that matters if your planning on getting a girl," she says.

"I'll try?" I ask/say.

"Then suit it is," she says. This is the first time she's actually helped me. It feels good. Ever since our dad left us, nobody helped me. It was just my dad and I together, all the time. My mom was the problem. She would have huge fights with him when I'd go to bed. I could hear it, they were talking about how much they care and do for us. And to be honest I hoped my dad won that fight. He was the one who always took care of me. Too bad he lost the fight and left. I know he didn't mean to leave. He always loved me and Kenzie. My mom has been trying to be sweet to us ever since he left.

"Alright squirt, black or white?" She asks me. There is a suit mostly black and a little white, and there's mostly white and little black.

"I'll have mostly black," I say. I hope Kenzie or mom will pay for it because it's $80.

"I'll pay, besides, it's been a while since I've done something for you," she says. Wow, I was not expecting that.

"Thanks, sis," I say.

"Your welcome," she says. This is literally the nicest she's ever been. "Ok, get in the car," she says. Then, we drive home.