Divergent High

Shopping Kills, Just Remember That

Chapter 6

Chrissy herded me, Mar and Shauna into her car that she left in the school parking lot for the whole summer – don’t ask me what’s wrong with that girl. She drove us to the mall to get new dresses for us because of the party I planned for tonight. I should’ve thought of the consequences, Chrissy always takes us shopping when there’s a party. Mostly because I only own one dress and I grew out of that two years ago. I’m not the party type of person, at all.

I wasn’t too keen on shopping but Mar and Shauna were really excited, sometimes I think that I really don’t know those girls. Christina dragged me into several shops and chucked loads of different dresses at me and then shoved me into a dressing room.

“Get into those dresses and come out when you’re done!” she yells through the door. I roll my eyes in reply. “I saw that.” Chrissy adds. Is she some kind of stalker?

I look at the first dress. Ugh, it’s one of those slutty ones that Chrissy is always trying to pry onto me. It’s black, barely there, and stops just about under my butt. I look down my back, checking that it doesn’t show my scars, luckily, it doesn’t.

“You done yet?” Mar yells from outside my stall.

“Yeah!” I scream back. I shove the stall door open and pose. “What do you guys think?” I ask, hoping that they wouldn’t make me buy it. As usual, I hoped wrong.

“It looks great on you!” Christina squeals. “Four would love it!” she immediately covers her mouth with her hands. “I’m forcing you to get that, you know.”

I shoot her a death glare and head back into the stall before any of them can say anything else. The sound of them whispering travels through the air and I can’t help but to listen.

“I heard Four’s coming tonight, what do you think she’ll do to him?” I hear Shauna say. What makes them think that I’ll do anything him?

I pry my ear away from the stall door and pick up the next dress. It’s also black, but this time, it comes to about mid-thigh. Better. I look in the mirror and it’s really quite nice. It has a lace top half and it puffs out slightly to the bottom. Maybe, just maybe, Chrissy’s sense of style for others isn’t all that bad. But I deny the thought swiftly as I see the next outfit that Chrissy and the others picked out for me.

“Next one’s comin’ up!” I yell through that door to Christina. She yells ‘kay!’ back.

I push the stall door open and look down at my feet, a blush quickly spreading across my face as I wait for the girls’ reactions. After a while- about a minute or two, they still hadn’t said anything. I looked up and their mouths were just hanging open. Did I really look that okay? I snapped my fingers in Mar’s face, still nothing.

I give up! What the fug is wrong with them? I huff and walk back into the stall, slamming the door closed. It seems to snap them out of the trance they’re in; now I hear whispers.

“Did you see her in that dress?” I hear Mar say.

I hear rustling and a note is dropped over the stall door. ‘Don’t bother trying the rest; we’re taking the first two.’ Great, just peachy. Knowing Christina, she’s going to force me into that slutty dress tonight. At least I can look forward to seeing Four- wait, what the fuck?

“MUSIC!” I yell, just realizing that we had left school before we had gone to music.

“Yeah, so?” Christina yells back. “Everyone skips lessons eventually, no one’s gonna kill us.”

I sigh in defeat, this wasn’t really Chrissy-like, but whatever. She always acts different when she’s trying to hook someone up. Oh shit. She must want to hook me and Four up. I’d like to see her try.