I spritz a little more hairspray. Perfect! A car horn outside honks at me. I say goodbye to my mom and run outside. I get in the passenger seat.
"Hey Brittani!"
"Hey, girly. Are you ready for a fudgin' awesome time?" She asks.
"Hell yeah!" I exclaim.
She frowns, and I giggle. "Language, Missy!"
I stick my tongue out. "Whatever," I giggle.
We jam out to a few repetitive pop songs until we reach the mall. As we walk in, she grabs my hand and drags me behind her.
"We have to go into Yankee Candle!" She exclaims as I roll my eyes.
50 scents and $25 later, we exit the dreadful store.
"Oh my gosh, I absolutely love the candy corn candle. Isn't it amazing?"
"No," I say plainly.
"Okay, how do you not like Yankee Candle? That's like a total chick store."
"So I'm not a chick?" I question her, fake hurt.
She laughs. "No, you are...... Hopefully."
I roll my eyes. "Let's go to Hot Topic."
"No," she whines. "That store scares the chizz out of me."
"It's not that bad!"
"Everyone in there has piercings and hair in some of the strangest colors!"
I raise an eyebrow. "How is that exactly scary?" I sigh and drag her upstairs.
Before I can drag her in, she escapes from my grip.
"Do I have to?" She asks.
I nod my head. "Now follow me, Slave," I say evily.
While she gets distracted by furry hats, I check out the t-shirts. I see a Shane one and gasp. I don't have one single Shane tee! I search and search until I finally find a medium hidden at the bottom. I pull out a few more t-shirts: a Gaga one, a Nicki Minaj, and a Jessie J one.
Brittani runs up to me with a big grin. She shows me her findings: a Mocking Jay pin from "The Hunger Games", a furry hat with ears, lollipop earrings, and a hello kitty necklace.
Typical Brittani!
I grab a black eyeliner at the register. You can't beat a dollar! At least, I don't think you can...
We hit a few more stores and head home with five bags each.
When we hit a stoplight, Brittani turns to me.
"So, how's Shane?"
"Pretty good. He's been very nice to me, but when is he not?"
She nods. "Err, how's the 'bullying' situstion?" She bites her lip.
"Much, much better. Shane told them to stop. He said he would stop making videos if it continued."
"Awww. He'd do all that for you? Hold on to him, and never let him go. He's a keeper!"
I giggle. "I guess so."
Ten minutes later, I finally arrive at Shane's. I'm going to spend the night. I open the door with the key he gave me. It's silent, which gives me a great idea. Sneak up on him. I creep into the kitchen and drop my phone.
Oh god, no!
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The Girl Next Door (A Shane Dawson Love Story) **FINISHED**
أدب الهواةValerie, a.k.a Emmy, moves with her mother to Hollywood, and she ends up on the same street as her idol, Shane Dawson. The two get closer, but will Shane's girlfriend get in the way of them?