Sequel to; Broken- An Adopted By Jizzie Fanfiction.
Callie is back, and trying to pick up the pieces. Of course, this is a Fanfiction, so get ready for some drama, including love, hate, tears, and joy!
"We're going to be going shopping quite a while away, and we have something to do, so we'll drop you off at the mall and pick you up later." Lizzie explains.
"Okay." Amelia says, holding my hand. I yawn and lay my head on her shoulder. She wraps her arms around me and I fall asleep, yet again.
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"Baaaabe, wake up." Amelia shakes my shoulder. I open my eyes and see that I'm still in the car, which is stopped. I look at her and furrow my eyebrows. "We're at the mall, Lizzie and Joel are gonna give us a bit of money so we can buy whatever." She explains.
I nod and look at the front seat, where Lizzie is grabbing a card out of her wallet. "Take this, don't spend too much, please. We'll pick you up in a few hours." She says, handing me a card. Amelia and I get out of the car and wave them off, then we head inside.
First, we go into a clothing store and start looking around. Amelia and I link hands and walk around, searching for outfits. "Ooh, I want to see you in this one." She smirks.
I look in the direction she's looking.
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I shake my head. No way, that would not work.
"Please?" She begs. "At least try it on, for me?"
I roll my eyes and nod. She smiles widely and grabs it off of a hanger, then we walk to the changing rooms. She goes into one of the rooms and hangs it up, and I go in too.
Expecting her to leave, I stand there for a second, until she closes the door. I furrow my eyebrows at her.
"I want to stay here." She smirks and sits down on the little bench in the room.
I roll my eyes and take off my shirt, sliding the new shirt on, then sliding my shorts off and putting the new shorts on. It looks pretty cute, I guess.
"You look cute." Amelia smiles at me, standing up and kissing my cheek.
I go to write on my board, but it's not in the room. I start to panic. Where did I leave it? How am I going to talk to Amelia?
"Everything okay, Callie?" I make a drawing motion with my hands and she understands. "Your board? Where is it?"
I shrug and bite my lip.
"It's fine, I bet you just left it at home or something. We can go get you a new one to use." She mutters something along the lines of 'talking' under her breath. I sigh and nod. "Okay, do you like this outfit?" She asks me.
