robbers

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All three looked like a bunch of goth kids who just went to the mall to make drug deals.

"Why couldn't you have wore something more bright to make us feel better, you are a girl after all." Rob said blaming Zoe.

Zoe rolled her eyes and got defensive, "These are jeggings and makes my butt look bigger. Plus they are very comfortable."

It wasn't the only reason why Zoe was wearing black jeggings, it was also the fact she kinda wanted to impress Harry. He did wear all black, so she wanted to fit in with him and Rob, but mostly Harry. Of course both boys didn't know that, how would they know that her normal wear would be light washed skinny jeans and light shirts?

"You're a girl, you're suppose to wear bright colors, arent you?" Rob complained.

"How suspiscoius would it be for two goth slash punk guys walking around with perky clothes?"

Harry looked at Zoe's outfit, apart from the black leggings, she was wearing a dark grey tank with a skeleton head and her vans. She didn't look bad in dark clothing, he thought, she looked slightly punk.

"Touché." Rob said pointing at her.

They began walking around the shopping centre, it was awkward really. All three losers didn't even know where to stop and they were too afraid to speak up.

"So..... where do you want to go-," Zoe said before something caught her eye, "Over there!"

Harry had never seen a human run as fast as Zoe did. Both guys watched as the girl ran towards a store and lean her forehead against the clear glass to see a black leather jacket, with a big '30% OFF' sign. Zoe looked at the article of clothing dreamily, before turning to look at the guys, then turning back to the jacket. 

"Oh god." Harry whispered before walking over to Zoe, Rob close behind him.

The girl stared at the jacket, already having in mind what to wear it with, and sure enough that jacket could have about four friends in her closet. She finally decided that she needed it in her life, "Come on!" She grabbed both guys wrist and pulled them in the store. 

"May I help you?" A girl with red hair asked nicely.

"Yes!" Zoe almost yelled but calmed down, "I mean, yes. Could I please get the black leather jacket that's on display?"

"Sure, what size?"

Zoe was a bit embarrassed to tell the red head her size in front of two attractive males. "Medium," She whispered, fortunately the girl understood her. The employee gave her a smile and nod before going away to get the piece of clothing. Quickly she came back with the perfect piece of heaven. 

The dumb brunette grabbed the jacket gently from her before slipping of her dark grey jumper and slipping on the leather jacket as she ran for the nearest mirror. 

"It is perfect." Zoe whispered as she stared at herself in front of the mirror posing in every angle to see if the jacket was perfect for her, and sure enough, it was. 

Lindsay, the red head worker, smiled as she watched Zoe enjoying herself, while Rob and Harry were ready to drag her out of the store, with the jacket on or off. 

"Women." Harry said under his breath as Rob nodded in agreement.

"It's eighteen with forty five cents." Lindsay said as she walked towards Zoe. Zoe turned to look at her with the most happiest expression and hugged the red head so tight, that not only was her hair red. "I'll take it!"

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Zoe walked out happily holding a bag with the jacket, with the slow boys behind her. Just as she was about to turn around to them and tell them a terrible joke she heard her name being called. 

"Zoe!" The tone was a sarcastic surprised, which made Zoe want to slap them across the face, she didn't know quite why, she just did. As soon as she turned around she figured out why, It was Anthony Miller, son of Mr. Miller. The most spoiled, rich kid in town. 

 "Anthony." She dragged the word a little longer than usual. 

Anthony wore a smirk on his face. He knew he irritated Zoe the most in this town, and loved it. He loved how he could get a reaction from her. How strong and bold she was against him when no one else dared to even step near his way. Anthony was handsome guy for his age and he was on fashion. Mr. Miller made sure of that. 

Harry glared as at Anthony before stepping forward beside Zoe, Rob following his actions. Amused, Anthony stared at both guys beside Zoe, although he was intimidated by Harry, his tall figure hovered over him, but of course he couldn't show that. 

"Ah," Anthony said as he stared at Zoe who also glared at him, "You finally found friends after sixth grade, how nice."

Zoe's blood began to boil. How dare he insult her? He never was like this, he changed, his father changed him. She wanted to say something to hurt him. Anything. 

"Well at least, I wasn't the one who slipped on a stupid orange peel at the cafeteria in eigth grade and smelt like turkey pie for two days." 

She tried. 

Anthony had the urge to laugh at her pathetic attempt to hurt him. He eyed the bag in her hands. "I see you got yourself the cheap black jacket that was thirty percent off. Daddy still struggling to pay rent?"

Zoe was ready to go at him and slap the stupid quiff he had on top of his head to get him bald, but Rob was too fast, he grabbed Zoe by the waist and pulled her back. Anthony gave her a quick fake smile before turning around and walking away. 

"See you soon, Zo!"

By now, the girl was going on full Hulk. Many dreadful things on how to get rid of him were going through her head. Right now, it was a conflict between sticking a fork in right hazel eye or kidnapping him at midnight and throw him out of a running car. 

Harry quickly took action and stood in front of her, as he saw Rob was beginning to struggle with her. The curly headed boy grabbed both of shoulders and thrashed her to his chest hugging her tight as possible, Rob removing his arms around her. It was getting pretty scary and he was willing to do anything to calm her down. 

People began staring as two goth slash punk boys were struggling with a girl to calm her down. 

Just as soon as was calming down, Harry leaned down to her ear and whispered some words that she will probably remember for the rest of her miserable life. 

"You won't look good in stripes."

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christmas is near and i dont feel the christmas spirit tbh

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