Breakaway (Edited Version)

Shopping

Luna's POV

All of us girls went outside and got into two cars. I was kind of excited when Blaze gets in the driver seat. I can't ever remember riding in a car, although I'm sure I had at one point.

When she turned the key, the loud boom of the stereo sounded. She curses before she turns it down.

"Sorry bout that guys," she says to me, Foxy and Star. "I forgot to turn it down when I got out."

"That's fine," Foxy waves a hand at her. She was sitting in the passenger seat in the front, and Star and I are in the back. The inside has purple seats and walls and stuff. The outside was painted silver. Apparently, it's both Blaze and Silver's car since they lived together.

I jump when the car backs up. Star gives me an amused look.

"Have you ever been in a car before?" she asks. I look down.

"Not that I ever remember," I whisper. For some odd reason, I feel embarrassed. That's mostly because I haven't been in the outside for ten years now, and the only way I knew things is if I overheard somebody talking.

"Oh," Star says. I looked out the window. Wow, this is fast! I thought to myself as Blaze started to drive us down the street.

"How fast are we going?" I ask.

"About thirty miles per hour," Blaze says. "Trust me, some of our boys go faster."

"Yeah, I've seen," I say.

"Are you talking about that day you met Sonic?" Foxy asks.

"Well, then I knew he was as fast as I've seen Mephiles go," I say.

"Anyway," Star says, getting off the subject. I think she did it so that I didn't have to talk about my past very much, "Do you have a certain style? You know, in clothing?"

"Not really. This is the same outfit that I've had for a year now, and the years before that I would get another outfit," I say. "So I've never really had a choice. Except for my poka dot pajamas that I had made."

"Well, I guess you'll have to explore some then," Foxy says. "Just watch out for Amy and Cream. They are die hard girly girls."

I'm pretty sure she rolled her eyes. Then Blaze says, "They aren't that girly. Just..."

"They have a more style for dresses with frills," Star finishes for Blaze.

"Yeah," Foxy agrees. I shrug.

"I like the color black. And I don't think there is many black frilly girly dresses out there. So, I'm good," I say. "But I'll check out whatever store they go in anyways."

"Oh great," Foxy says, "You're going to drag me into a girly girl store."

"You don't have to go in," Star says.

"Yeah I do. I got Luna's money," Foxy says, "And I so I'll have to go in there if she wants to buy something."

"Don't worry," Blaze says as she turns a corner. "I don't think Luna would want to stay in that store too long."

"Yeah, but Amy will have her trying on the entire store as soon as she walks in," Star says. I laugh.

"She would do that?" I ask.

"You'll understand better once you get to know her more," Star says. "We all kinda enjoy shopping, but Amy made it into a sport."

How someone could turn shopping into a sport is kind of weird. But I haven't ever been shopping before. At least not for me to buy my own clothes. The foggy memories that I have from my past before I was locked away are only when my mom took me along grocery shopping. And that was a long time ago.