Stepping Stones

What are these

This chapter ends pretty dramatically. Tw.

"Ok I'm going now!" I shout as I open the door. I'm going to meet Sophie at the mall, we decided to go shopping at try get away from our families for a day.
"Fine" a faint voice of some brother was heard.

I was wearing loose fitting shorts that were tartan black and white, but looked like a skirt, with a plain black T-shirt tucked in and a cardigan finishing it off with a black Dior bag.

"Hey!" I waved to Sophie, running up I went and hugged her.
"Hi. Where do you wanna go first. Urban outfitters, forever 21, Victoria's Secret, and then I wanna buy a couple more bags so I'll figure out just by looking around" I smiled as we walked into urban outfitters.

"Ooo what about this?" I held up a stretchy, long sleeved striped shirt that was different colours.
"Ok I really like that, you should get it" Sophie replied so I flung it in my bag.
"I haven't seen you in so long. I'm buying for you today" I hug Sophie again.
"Absolutely not. No fair" she over exaggerates a pout and slaps my arm.
"Fine, a compromise, I'll get you lunch. No ifs or buts" I say picking up a long sleeved black dress.
"Fine. Deal" she says grabbing a tight fitting skirt.
"Oh and I get you lunch" I quickly add running towards the graphic T-shirt's before she can say anything" we both grab an AC/DC shirt and go to the checkout.

"Want lunch I'm getting hungry" she says looking around for a place to eat.
"Ok" we walk over to a little cafe in the mall and sit down ordering and grilled chicken sandwich each.
I eat one of the two sandwiches and give the other to Soph as she hadn't eaten breakfast.

"Victoria's Secret?" We both say at the same time. We went in a tried a load of cute underwear sets, I bought two sets from Victoria's Secret along with some sports wear, and then 5 sets in PINK, more sports wear, pyjamas, a blanket, 5 water bottles, 5 body lotions, 5 sprays, pyjamas, fleeces, jumpers and some T-shirt's.

What? I'm stocking up for Christmas presents while there's offers on don't kill me. I always love to prepare for Christmas, my and my mum always got presents throughout the whole year, and even got some in the New Years sales for the coming year.

In total I spent 500, so my friends better be thankful.

Sophie bought about half what I did as her parents would kill her.

"I'm getting tired" she moaned.
"Fair enough let's look at some cute bags and then we'll go" I smiled, we had so many bags, we decided to hire out one of those little cars meant for little kids you can push them around in to carry the bags. I have only been shopping once since my parents died, so this is refreshing, and who better than my best friend to come with me! I am in some serious need of retail therapy, designer retail therapy;).

My dad bought my love and affection with expensive things after he was nasty to me. So I've become quite the spoilt child in my time of living. I'm not a brat though, I'm thankful for everything I own, and love each thing so much.

"Prada first, then Louis, then balenciaga, and finally Gucci?" I questioned Sophie.
"Sounds like a plan!" She said happily, Sophie's parents are pretty strict and although it's money that they give her for doing chores and babysitting, they don't like her buying very expensive things. Her mum is NOT a fan of very high end designers. But soph likes going in the shops and looking around.

We walked into prada and I was on a mission to get a mini backpack I'd seen along with some heeled boots I seen in a catalogue a while back.
"Sophie I've found them" I smiled. She was looking at the shoes, she liked them but absolutely were not her style.

I paid and went into the next store. There was pair of chunky heels from Louis that I love. I know what you're thinking. More?! But oh well.

I got the heels and another mini backpack, along with a clear mini bag that came with a scarf, it was super expensive but it is super rare. I saw Sophie eyeing up a mini backpack like one I have at home. After I had payed I went back to Sophie, "hey, I'm gonna have a look at some men's  stuff, go into balenciaga or Gucci I'll meet you there I don't want to go into balenciaga" I smiled.
"I really love this backpack but I know my parents would never justify me spending this much on it" she looked down at it, I saw we were getting dirty looks off snobby workers.
"Hey you seen those workers looking at us, the one that served us is getting my stuff. Oh honey if they new what I just bought they wouldn't be giving us those looks, you head off I'll wait here for me stuff to come" I smiled at her as she put the display bag down.