Ashton held the door open for me, and I walked inside the mall which I had neevr been too. Well the first week in America I was already in a mall, and shopping and talking to guys and going to partys. Great job Airla, your parents will be proud of you.
In France, my mom loved shopping-for herself of course. I always trued going with Jesy but of course she prefered to go by herself, and I would sit at home going through the box of "Hand me downs" she had given me. They were good clothes, and fancy too but I always wanted one thing to myself.
Though Jesy had wonderful style her friends always knew when I had her clothes on and laughed, asking why I munched off Poor Jesy instead of buying new clothes. I always ran away and cried.
"So whats your favorite store?" Ashton asked sticking his hands in his pockets. I shrugged.
"I don't know, I never really went shopping over in France..I mean I went to get few things but never shopped." I say and shrug again.
"So you were in one of the biggest shopping places in the world and didn't go shopping?" Ashton asked wide eyed.
"I did! I just didn't really like it. Jesy went but I always got her old clothes which was ok I guess, they were in perfect condition and I knew where they came from and yeah." I say smiling.
"I always forget your French." Ashton says and I act all offend.
"Arg! The struggle is real!" I say and laugh. "Why?" I ask.
"You never speak French, or in a accent like deal, like I have a Australian accent, and the boys have British ones you don't." Ashton says.
"Well if I did you wouldn't understand any of it, neither would half the other people I speak to either." I say and Ashton laughs.
"true that.." Ashton says and soon I find myself inside a store filled with girls and girl clothes.
"Um...I-I.." I say uderly confused.
"Just pick some things you like, I pay nothing else...just go." Ashton says taking a seat by the door and I walk off.
I looked around before fnally finding somethings I liked, and Ashton paid- after I threw a huge fit
~Later~
I lay sitting on my bed, bags of clothes at my feet as I stare out the window. Everyone had class besides me, which was very weird. I hated being alone in my room, not only were the three boys my only friends but I had no one else on the floor I could talk to.
A knock sounded at my door and I get up and open it gasping as I drop my book and cover my mouth.
"Jesy?" I breath.
-FLASHBACK-
"Hahaha, No. My mum doesn't know..she is at work, and my drunk dad is gone too.Just me..and you." Jesy's voice filled the room, and I stare out the crack in the door to find a boy with Jesy.
"J-Jesy..?" I ask coming out of my room, glasses and all. Jesy's head swirrled towards me and her mouth fell open.
"A-Aren't you supossed to be at Kim's?" Jesy asked rushing over to me.
"No..Kim was sick so mummy said I could stay here with You and Daddy.." I say and my dad comes out rubbing his eyes.
"What is going on- Who is this?" Jesy starighten up and looked at my dad, then the boy.
"This is my boyfriend dad. " Jesy simply says and folds her arms.
"Boyfriend?" My dad said, even I was shocked.
