When we got inside of the store it had about three different floor levels and Melanie knew practically every single retail worker on each floor.
When I looked around the store all of the clothes looked more modern than vintage. Vintage was technically supposed to mean "old" and "valuable". These clothes looked more like "new" and "expensive."
Melanie then approached me with a snooty look on her face. "So what do you think?"
"About what?" I asked.
"Um hello!" She shouted while shoving several pieces of clothing in my face.
"The clothes?"
"Um yeah?" she nagged.
"I think that these aren't vintage."
When I insulted the clothes almost every person in the store gasped like I was the most rudest person on the planet, including Melanie.
"What is wrong with you?" Melanie whispered while snatching the clothes out of my hand.
I looked over at Alice who was completely too distracted in the clothing racks to know what was going on. That poor girl seemed so lost in her own world all the time.. But yet I kind of admired that about her.
"Why is everyone acting like what I said was the most worst , disrespectful, most tasteless, and worthless thing anyone could ever say."
Melanie then grabbed me and pulled me into the corner.
"Because what you said was the most worst, disrespectful, most tasteless and worthless thing anyone could ever say!"
"You're in the best... most expensive store in town and you're insulting their art!"
"Maybe that's the problem... It's too expensive!" I shouted.
I then began having flashbacks of me and Chelsea in the store arguing about the expensive dress she wanted me to wear and I just couldn't help but to think about how much I really wanted her to be here with me through all of this and then an Idea came to mind.
A man in an all white outfit then came running down the stairs. "Melanie darling how are you?"
"Chevelle! Sweetheart. How are you sexy?" She yelled as they kissed each other on the cheek.
"I'm well, I'm well." He responded.
"And who is your beautiful friend?"
"Who?" She whispered, like I wasn't the only one standing behind them.
"Oh you mean, Amilia? She's not my friend."
Chevelle then stared at her in a disgusted way.
"Oh Chevelle darling I'm just joking!" She said, laughing her hatred off while he joined her.
"Hi , I'm Amilia." I said while reaching out to shake his hand.
"Excuse me babe but I'm a hugger." He then grabbed my face and kissed me on both of my cheeks.
"More like a kisser." I mumbled.
"Were you girls looking for anything in particular today?"
"Well I-"
"Yes!" Melanie interrupted me.
"We need every size small of everything new that you have."
"What?" I yelled.
"No, No , I'm not paying for all of that, it's too expensive."
"Of course you're not paying, Pete is paying" Melanie said.
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Lethal Elite
Romance"Listen to me very carefully," He said after putting me against the wall. "I cannot breathe without breathing in your air." "I cannot hear without listening to the sound of your voice." "I cannot live without feeling your heartbeat next to mine." "...
