In Their World -discontinued-

Chapter Eight

Harley led Jazi out of the building, heading in the opposite direction of the other two. On the way, the younger pointed out different buildings or areas and told multiple stories. Jazi smile as she listened carefully, trying to absorb all of the information.

"... And we are here." Harley concluded, before gesturing her arms to the store. It was one that Jazi hadn't seen before. It looked like a mashup of Forever 21, Ross, Polo, and Hot Topic. It pretty much fit the personality of the girl, well, the personality that Jazi knew anyways.

"Renaissance..." Jazi read aloud.

"What, you don't have this where you come from?" Harley asked, an eyebrow raising in curiosity.

"Nope, I don't recognize it. Though, to me, it looks like a combination of some stores from my hometown..." Jazi responded thoughtfully.

"Let's go in." Harley then motioned for Jazi to follow into the store.

"Hello there ladies!~" A man walked up to them, his hips swaying in a feminine manner.

"Hi Jaren!" Harley answered, waving to the man. "This is my new neighbor, Jazi." The girl simply waved, her shyness showing.

"Ah! A new friend! Welcome to Renaissance! My name is Jaren Von Trapp Vegh Garavik, the store's owner. But you may call me Harold, as all do!" He gently took her hand in his and shook it, a delighted smile on his face.

"T... Thank you." The girl replied, a genuine smile growing on her lips as she shook his hand. He seemed friendly... and gay...

"Well then," Harley announced, after the two pulled away from their hand shake. "We better start shopping."

"Ah yes, let me know if you girls need help! I'll play some music through the intercoms." He replied before leaving to go into the backrooms.

They spent over an hour in there, Jazi was too busy gawking at clothes she knew wouldn't ever fit her and Harley kept going over to the Supernatural merch. All the whole the two girls sung loudly, seeing as they were the only customers in the store. It seemed, despite all the good clothes and other things, the store was not that well known.

Eventually, the two gathered everything they needed. They waved goodbye to Harold, who wished for their early return, before turning back to his counter, smiling at the phone in his hand.

"So is he...?" Jazi began.

"Yes." "Mkay."

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The two girls held three bags each, not really caring too much, that is, until they bumped into a certain violet eyed blonde. Quite literally, too. Harley was telling Jazi about a time where she and Marygrace got lost in the park, before she walked into another person. The two fell onto the ground, groans escaping the two of them. Jazi let out a gasp in shock.

"Gasp! Are you two o-" The other person turned to look at her, causing her to hesitate. "Kay-hay-hay?"

"Gur, I'm fine... God, sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me!" Harley exclaimed, her head turning over to the other quickly. She was about to open her mouth to apologize to him once more, but instead snapped it shut, a light blush rising to her cheeks.

"Ah, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to walk into you!" The boy's voice was higher pitched due to his clearly rising panic, but it still held this cute tone to it. "Here, let me help you up, gee I'm sorry.."

He stood up and patted his pants off. He then leaned down slightly and held his hand out. She gently took it, before being pulled upwards quickly. A little too quickly for the two of them. Barely managing to stay up, the boy stumbled backwards as Harley stumbled into his chest. Their arms that were linked were risen above their heads. The boy wrapped his arm subconsciously around her waist, her hand clutching his hoodie. She turned her head up to look at him, him doing the same but looked down