Lydon's POV
Abby and I aren't polar opposites, we like a lot of the same things. There's only a handful of things that are different about us. One of those things is shopping.
I don't hate shopping, I just don't like it as much as her. Also, she can go for 12 and a half hours shopping in heels. So you now can see why I don't want to go to the mall with my best friend.
"You were supposed to turn onto that highway!" I yell at her for the fifth time today.
"How was I supposed to know?!"
"I TOLD YOU THREE TIMES!"
"WHEN?!"
"BEFORE THAT TURN!"
Do you know anybody that is so bad at directions that even when they are given some they get you lost? That would be Abby.
"Please just pull over and let me drive." I beg her.
"Fine," she whines, "but only because we are running out of shopping time."
We get to the mall half an hour later and go into a shop called Jacqueline's. It looked like it had a bunch of fancy dresses. Within the first five minutes Abby already had about twenty dresses for me to try on. This is going to be a long day.
Help me God.
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It has been 5 hours since we have arrived. Abby doesn't have a dress. I don't have a dress. The dance is in two days. It is almost nine o'clock. I need sleep before Hunter comes.
I have found plenty of cute dresses that could work for me but Abby always says something around the lines of, "Your eyes aren't popping enough" or "This dress doesn't fit your curves right" and here's my favorite one "NO. NO NO NO NO NO! NO! THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE DRESS!" She had a small mental breakdown with that one.
"One last shop. I promise." Abby says as we go into Bowie's Boutique.
Abby just stands in the doorway looking over all the dresses until she gasps. I would ask her what was wrong but she was already running. I go the other direction and search threw the racks.
About fifteen minutes later Abby runs to me squealing.
"I found our dresses! Well, I found mine. I just need you to try on this last dress then we can go!" She says shoving the dress in my hands.
"Last dress, then we go." I tell her while I'm walking toward the fitting rooms. When I come out not only Abby squeals and jumps up and down, but a man next to her also does.
"IT'S PERFECT!"
"Can we go now? There's something called sleep which some people actually need."
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"So where are we going tonight Angel?" Hunter asks as we get into his car.
"Uncle Fin's," I tell him.
"Uncle Fin's?"
"Yep. Uncle Fin's Pancakes. They make the best French Toast."
"Okay," he says as he pulls the directions up on his phone.
When we get there Brad, the cook greets us.
"Lydon! Where have you been?" He asks.
"Around."
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