Thin Line

11. This one girl

"I think it's better if we split up. I'll meet you guys in the food court in an hour."

Instantly, we spread apart and went off in different directions.

Leia had told us where the nearest mall was, which was where we were right now. Not Narnia, unfortunately

I wasn't completely mad that he dragged me along here, I did need new clothes. I was getting tired of wearing the same outfit, not because of anything fashion related, just that it was starting to get uncomfortable.

I walked into the first store I saw that had girls clothing. The boys expected me to be done within an hour so I tried not to be too picky with my store or clothes choices.

Eventually, I settled on buying a plain black hoodie, a top, a pair of track pants and some underwear.

I tried so hard not to take long, that I ended up having half an hour to spare anyways. I used the time to mindlessly look around in a few other stores. For the most part, I refrained from buying unnecessary shit. I kept having to remind myself that I wasn't at my local mall for a little bit of shopping.

Realise how I said for the most part? That's because after a lot of mental contemplation, I said fuck it and grabbed the black dress I had been eyeing.

It wasn't anything extraordinary, just a three quarter, body hugging dress that fell off the shoulders at the sleeves. Honestly, I was sure I had seen about a gazillion ads of similar dress from fashion nova online.

I went into the changing room and tried the dress on. I wasn't surprised when it looked almost average on me, everything seemed to. It didn't bother me though, with a full face of makeup and a nice pair of heels I knew I could make it work for Kians engagement party.

Shamelessly, I laid the dress down on the counter.

"That's 79.99," The cashier said, looking at me uninterested. She looked like she wanted to be anywhere but here. Same, girl.

I tapped my card and picked the bag up from the counter. Continuing to shop didn't seem like a good idea anymore, considering I had already broken my promise of staying on task.

With a guilty feeling, I exited the store and made my way to the food court where Hunter had told us to meet up. I scanned the place, keeping my eyes open for two familiar faces. I stopped when I saw them sitting on a table, food wrappers in front of them.

How quick had they finished to have managed to shop and eat already?

Trying to swerve between tables, I reached them and took a seat around the square table. Both of the boys had stopped their conversation and were looking at me instead.

"Why do you have so many bags?" Hunter asked, his brows furrowed, looking down at the plastic bags I had placed on the ground. No greeting, as always.

"Why don't you?"

Between both Hunter and Luke there was only one bag, which was odd to me. I was certain they said we were purely here to buy fresh clothes, so why hadn't they done that?

I surveyed both of their faces for answers, Luke had amusement plastered all over and Hunter looked at me like he was fed up. Not an uncommon combination for the two.