"How about this crop top?" Irene shows me a navy crop top.
"It's way too short" I shake my head, afraid of what she's holding.
"No, it's not" She looks at it and smiles.
"It covers the most important part" I point at my chest "And the rest is shown off to the world" I use my arms to show my point "Is this really how fashion works and looks like these days?"
"Get used to it Alex, it may get even worse" She puts the crop top into her basket.
"No" I look at the crop top again "Is this even for me? It looks like it's for a 5 year old. How am I supposed to wear this?" Clear confusion in my voice.
"It is meant to show your stomach off, duh! Plus, don't complain-your figure is perfect!" She takes the crop top out and hands it to me.
I hesitate.
"At least go and try it on, can you do this much for me?" She flutters her eyes as she puts a hand under her chin and stares at me intensively.
"Okay, okay" I put my hands up and walk to the changing rooms.
"Yay!" She walks along with me.
I agreed because I know for a fact that Irene won't let it go, so I can at least try it on to make her happy.
"How many items?" The man from the changing room asks politely.
"1, just 1" I point at the item.
He gives me a block with a number.
"Thanks" I nod and enter one of the rooms.
I try it on and I feel naked, I have never ever worn a crop top and it feels weird. As I make a spin in front of the mirror I hesitate to go out and show myself.
"Everything good Alex?" I hear Linzey's voice.
"Yeah"
"Are you done in there?" Irene knocks on the door.
I hum "I'm coming out" I grit my teeth and come out.
I show myself to Linzey and Irene and both of them nod with smiles on their faces.
"And you are saying crop tops are not for you" She rolls her eyes "Did you see yourself?"
"I did and it looks and feels weird"
"Bullcrap, you're all good. We are buying it"
"But-" I'm cut off.
"No buts, I don't care!" Irene points her finger at me.
I groan.
"Please" She makes puppy eyes "I want you to try something new and something that will remind you of me" She smiles.
I breathe "Right" I nod.
She smiles back and hugs me.
I return back and change myself into my normal/original clothes.
I love to be here with Linzey and Irene, however I am not going to cover the fact that I'm a little bit jealous because boys are having the time of their lives-going to look at old cars and machines and also try them out for free.
'I need to stop complaining! I am here with family and I need to consume every moment' I tell myself.
I come out and Irene drags me to the cashier to pay. I take my money out and am about to give them to the cashier, however Irene stops me.
"My treat" She winks and gives the woman her money.
"You don't have to" I smile.
"But I want to" She hugs me again while giving me the shopping bag "Let's go" She pulls me along.
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|The Tomboy And The Trouble Maker|
Teen FictionA story about an 18 year old girl named Alexandria Parker, who lives in London together with her brother and father. She had life showing her the hard way, same with her family. Her mother died when she was only 8 and she was left by herself. Well...