The Fading Darlings.

Chapter fourty nine.

When I woke up I went to my bathroom and brushed my hair, teeth and did other normal teenage girl crap. I really wanted to redye my hair, maybe black again?

I got changed into some blue jeans and a and a red crop top that showed him hip piercings, belly button piercing, my collar bone piercings and a part of my tattoo.

I sat at my vanity and applied some mascara and lip balm, I grabbed my purse and walked over to Vince's dorm.

He wasn't there of course but I took his keys to the jeep anyway, I knew he wouldn't care due to the fact he thought we were friends.

I quickly got to the jeep and put on my black grunge sun glasses and drove off to the mall.

I parked in the closest empty parking spot avaible near the enterance of the mall.

        I know this sounds weird, girly and gross but I felt like I was in a movie. Do any of you ever get that feeling? I checked myself out through the glass doors of the mall, I looked really different, I've changed so much that If I were to go back to my old school no one would notice who I was, they wouldn't know it was me, hell, they might not even believe me if I told them I was Mary Jane, or maybe they would ask who Mary Jane is because they have never met her...I was invisible, it could happen.

While I traveled through the filled mall I thought more about my old school. I really do wonder if anyone would recongize me If I went back, I wonder if this school year they will even notice that I am gone. There was this boy named Nick who went to my home school, he was star quarter back, he looked like this angel sent down from the Gods. I wonder if he would think I'm cute now? I mean, I never had the guts to talk to him before, but what If I did now? Would he think I'm cute? Eh, forget about it, I told myself. I wasn't going back there anyway why would it matter.

I went into the hair salon and saw Vince working on someones hair, I waited patiantly till he was finished.

"Hey darling, what's up?" He asked.

"Oh nothing, just wanting to dye my hair is all." I stated.

"Again? Your hair will fry with all the dying you're doing and straightening you have to do." He stated.

"Well you know my natural hair is black so I'll be able to let my roots grow in. And I was wondering if I could get a straight perm?" I asked, though he would have to give it to me; I am the paying customer.

"Why don't you like your natural hair again?" He asked while leading me to an open clean chair.

I sat down and he covered me up with an apron. "It's to crazy, and I like straight hair a lot more." I took a breath, "I feel more confident with straight hair." I added.

"Okay, well I'll dye it then do the perm." He stated his plan.

July 16th. 3:07

It's been a little bit over a week since David and I have been dating and I love it already, of course I don't love him but I love the thought of him.

Today I am going to the mall to shop, I'm not spending the day with David because him, Ryan, Bre, and David's friend Mariah are all going to Warp tour. Warp tour is where a whole bunch of our favorite bands go and play, lucky them I never got a ticket. I don't really like Mariah because she tries to look like me, weird right? She got the same hair cut as me, she dyed her hair black, I got my septum pierce; she got her septum pierced. It's quite annoying. She also flirts with MY BOYFRIEND; David. Even though she has a baby, a boyfriend of two years, and she graduated last year.

But, I trust David, "If you don't have trust for one another you don't have anything." Stated by someone wise that I don't feel like googling.

I look in my mirror and brush my long black shaggy hair, it was only an inch away from my waist now! I love the perm I got from Vince, not one curl lays in my hair and I am very pleased. Though I do feel bad for practically using Vince, I don't like Vince as much as I did before because of the whole Amanda situation, but he does good hair and has a car.

I slipped on a pair of black leggings, and a black shirt with half sleeves.

I painted my nails up quickly the color..black. Don't judge me, it's a gloomy goth day.

I then put on my black high top converse. grabbing my black torn up bag I put my chained wallet inside and Vince's car keys to his black jeep, yes I made sure to mention the jeep was black.

ULTIMATE GOTH GIRL COMING THROUGH, don't say you haven't been warned.

I put my black grungey sun glasses on and went out to the jeep. This small town was getting quieter and quieter.

Arriving at the mall the first store I went to was Hot Topic, and guess who was their at the cashier; Paul. His face lit up wth a cheesy smile when his eyes met mine. How cute right?

"Hey Paul." I smiled.

"Hey Mare Mare." He smirked.

I skimmed through their band tees.

"You looking for anything?" He asked.

"Just band tees." I replied.

I looked at a cute hoodie, with the band name Pierce the Veil across the front.

I found one in my size and clutched on to it.

Looking through the other items I found a really cute jeaned jacket that said I hate life, on the back of it in black sharpie like ink.

I picked out my size, and went to purchase my items.

"Is this all?" Paul asked ringing up the desirable items.

"Yep." I replied and handed over my credit card.

"Still hate your parents?" He geeked.

"You know me so well." I laughed along.

"So you want any more tattoos?" He asked.

"Um, maybe." I replied thinking.

"Come over when ever you want any." He smiled, I might consider that soon.

"Okay, see you around Paul." I left the store.

I walked over to the store Spencer's.

I walked to the very back where all their sexual possessions lied.

Looking at all the sexual-ness made me sick for some reason, but that wouldn't stop me from buying any of it.

I looked at their thigh highs; stockings that stop mid thigh which include some lingere that would keep them up. I found a pair of black sheer ones that had rips throughout them.

They were adorable. 

I looked at the other sexual items and found something almost as perfect as me, kinky hand cuffs. Should I purchase them? I think so! 

When I went to the counter the cashier didnt bother asking if I was eighteen or not, I'm not sure if he was just lazy and didn't care or if he assumed I was just from my piercings.