Hi. My name is Hope Killmore. I'm an average 15 year old girl. I'm nothing special.....
My story starts with me shopping at the mall with my best friend....
I'm walking around the store and I find a shirt that I love! "Abby come here!" I yell through the store.
"What's wrong? did you find something you like?"Abby asks
"Yah LOOK!"
"Ew. like no you can't be serous " Abby Said in disgust
"What's wrong with it, it's cute"
"Hope, dear...plaid is not cute" she says putting he hand on my shoulder
"Well sorry I'm not a fashion fanatic like you!"
After more shopping with the fashion fanatic. we went to the food court and I felt like all eyes were on me. I was thinking " do I really look that bad today?" I was wearing my favorite sweats which was not a good choice because they were gray and all worn out. But SO comfortable!! Also my hair was in a messy bun( not a good choice)
We decided to go to the Apple store to help get Abby's computer off Spanish mode because she wasn't thinking and changed it. When I told Abby that I felt like I was being watched she just laughed. But this time it was different.
We are walking to the Apple store and there was a guy in a black suit and thin black sun glasses walking behind us. Once we got to the Apple store he went in with us and every time i looked at the guy me was staring at me. that was really freaking me out.
