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CHAPTER TWO

Friday rolled around and as usual, the traffic in the hall-ways of almost all blocks on campus was slow and sluggish. Funny however one moved as slow as turtles on the ground but ninety percent of the Uni population would be partying somewhere by nine tonight.

I rushed through campus, pushing past my striving comrades, to get to the car park where the girl's were waiting for me. Silvie who lived off campus with her older sister was joining, Mell, Kelly and me for our quick shopping spree. I guess if it was quick, then I shouldn't refer to it as a spree. But for a not mentally girly girl like me, it felt like one.

I wasn't fashion-challenged, but I didn't take as long to get ready as other girls did. And I definitely didn't feel the need to buy a new dress regularly. The three times a year wardrobe shopping I did with my mum was enough to take me through the year. My mum having so many boys, could pick out quality and style from a mile away. So even though she told my father and brothers that she was taking me on a shopping spree, we spent approximately two hours at the mall and the rest of our day getting our hair trimmed or at the movies. I found myself missing my mom while i was here at Uni.

But of course, Mell with her new boyfriend had to find a dress to wear that would make her feel secure enough in herself that she wouldn't feel like he could turn his head and find a better-looking girl than her. Kelly was free for the night, only meeting her parents later in the day for dinner. So she was buying a new dress. Silvy, however, was like me, going along for the ride, but unlike me, for girl time. I wasn't sure why I was going along, except for the fact that I had nothing better to do with my time than spend it with the two psycho lunatics, that happened to be my friends, and the semi-normal lunatic, that also happened to be my friend.

Silvy was studying graphic designing, she could design a video game within two months straight, working out the glitches and all. If she was left at her computer without interruption. She only joined us when she needed two things; sunlight and girl time.

"There she is." Mell beamed.

"Like a little girl receiving a Barbie doll," I answered her by way of greeting. "Did it ever occur to you guys that I might need more than two minutes to get across campus? And that I might have liked a glass of juice and a breather before I succumbed myself to this escapade?" I asked them as I walked toward where they were standing at Silvie 's car.

"Yes. But he who does not buy anything has no say in anything. Except of course how hot or not we look in what is picked out for us." Kelly answered.

"I get why Mell is buying a new dress. But I didn't quite catch your reason, Kell." I smiled sweetly at her.

"That's because I didn't give one," she answered.

"And why not?" Silvie asked her. and that was why I gave her the title of an almost normal lunatic. She had the lunatic attached because she could and often did screech at certain girly things. I sometimes wish I had gone ahead with the lesson's Casey had tried to take me through. Only so that I could beat these ladies at their own medicine and teach them a lesson of my own, by out-screeching them.

"Because," Kelly answered as she rounded the car to get into the front seat. "I don't need a reason to buy a new dress. What do you call it Sin?" She asked as she paused with one foot in the car. "Being a girly girl, right?" then she got in, closed her door and pulled on er shades.

The three of us laughed at her little performance, she was totally hiding something. We got into the car and prepared to question her about it.

"Not a word." she beat it us to it as all doors were shut. Eliciting another round of laughter.

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