"You said we could do whatever I wanted." Says Tiffany grinning evilly "plus we have to get you stuff for the party."
"I had a panic attack." I shriek "I hate to see people cry!"
"Well you said you would go shopping and get mani pedis so were going."
"How are we going to do that during lunch?" I whine as Lisa signs is out. "Plus I don't have money that pour out of my ears like you guys."
"And that's why I have this." Says Lisa pulling out three black envelopes.
"What are those." I say looking at them "party invitations."
"No dumbass." Says Lisa "they're volutchers for the mall."
She hands me one and I open it.
I pull out a card and a number with too many zeros is written on it.
"Um, you know what I can't take this I'll just find an ATM or something." I say handing it back to her
"Nonsense," she says handing it back to me "now let's go."
I huff and frustration and slip it back into Lisa's bag when she turns.
It's not that I don't like money, I love money! But It's just that it isn't my money, and it's a lot of money.
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"So what now?" I say rolling my eyes slouching down on the bench for bored boyfriends next to the change rooms.
I mentally bang my brain against my scull for being so stupid to have a weakness for crying people.
"We shop some more." Says Lisa in a obvious tone
I groan "Don't we have to get back to school."
"If you haven't noticed on your schedule you have a free periods for like the rest of the day!" Says Lisa rolling her eyes like I don't know
"Ya but I was going to study!" I protest
She shoots me a look before saying sarcastically "were you? Were you really?"
I sigh and continue into the store we were suppose to meet Tiffany in, who had went off stalking some guy she claimed to be Luke hemmings from 4 seconds or something.
Loud music and very strong Cologne fill the air.
Lisa wanders off while I go through some hoodies.
"Hey." I here a familiar voice from behind me.
I turn and see the smirking face of none other than the 'notorious' romeo, in he natural habit of ditching class.
"Hey jackass." I smirk crossing my arms "what are you doing here?"
"Since when did you shop at abrocrombie?" He says imitating my stance
"Answer my question first." I say
"Ditching." He shrugs "I have a friend who works here."
"Oh." Is all I can say "did he give you clothes or something?"
I look down at his polo shirt and chinos, not usual romeo Attire.
"Now answer my question." He says smirking even wider
I sigh and roll my eyes before mumbling "I was dragged in a shopping trip by Tiffany and Lisa."
He bursts out laughing
"What's so funny?" I ask a little irritated
"N-nothing" he laughs "it's just that you were 'dragged' here" he says quoting me " by Lisa and Tiffany. I don't thing the have the strength to pull you here, so you must of can voluntarily."
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All Boys Have Cooties (ON HOLD)
Teen FictionJane Trevors was the tomboy of her town. In kindergarden she was the first one to climb up to the top of the play ground structure. In sixth grade she beat up a boy who had a crush on her. After that no boy had a crush on her again, or told a soul i...