"Well, Riddhi, tell us. What are you still on for Saturday night?" Rebecca and Kate cornered her in the edge of the shop, and she looked back at them with panicked dark eyes. They were wide open and filled with some kind of pressured feeling. She had her hands out, trying to push them away from her. But they persisted.
"Ah yes, you wouldn't be planning something hot, would you?" Kate whispered, her grin a mix of comedy with her own touch of personal evil. She pushed Riddhi closer against the corner of the already tight room.
"Yes, we wouldn't want you to go without protection would we?" Rebecca hissed, like a snake looking at her prey. Riddhi was intimidated and kind of scared, because she knew she wouldn't get out of this one.
She sighed deeply as Rebecca and Kate pushed closer to her. Riddhi opened her eyes and started talking. "All right." She sighed once more.
"Good." Rebecca breathed and she pushed Riddhi onto the wall.
Riddhi felt as if she was being interrogated by a pair of policewomen. A harsh light on her face as she was being pushed to a confession. She was held to the wall by the pressure of an answer, and the wanting of an explanation.
"Jai invited me to a movie that's coming out this Saturday, and that he wanted to go see." She shrugged, as if it was no big deal, but Kate and Rebecca pushed their faces closer to hers.
"So, you're going out... on a date...?" Kate inferred slowly. The realization made her grin, happily, yet with her own evil touch. She faced Rebecca with that same expression, that passed onto her as well. They both looked back at interrogating Riddhi.
"It's not a date, he just invited me because he had no one else to go with." Riddhi said, trying to convince them that their beliefs were mistaken. But Rebecca and Kate laughed at her, as if she had just said she was Oprah in disguise.
"Oh come on, those are pitiful excuses." Rebecca rubbed the truth in Riddhi's face.
"Wait, which movie?" Kate asked suddenly, as if her whole life depended on the answer to that question. She shook Riddhi, when she didn't answer. Then she shook her again when she didn't answer the second time.
Riddhi sighed and answered in a whisper that Rebecca and Kate could not hear. They came closer to her to get a glimpse at what she had just said, so she repeated. "Perks Of Being A Wallflower."
Rebecca and Kate looked at each other and grinned. "Oh." They both gave each other telepathical looks and hauled Riddhi out of her corner.
"We're gonna have to dress you up."
Before Riddhi could even muster a reply, they both pulled her into the Teen section of the store, and began picking out clothes for Saturday as if they were busy bridesmaids. Riddhi was soon covered up in a pile of cute outfits. Rebecca covered the skirt and jeans section, whilst Kate assaulted the dresses and blouses section. Riddhi had no more alternative than to sit down on a bench close to the changing rooms and watch them both pass through the clothes like a tornado.
Riddhi turned her gaze towards a shoe stand that was beside her and grabbed a beautiful pair of teal flats embroidered with lovely silver rhinestones. She tried them on, and was surprised that they were an easy fit. As she heard Rebecca and Kate tear off clothes off their hangers with the rage of finding the perfect outfit for her, she came to realize that she was blessed with such good friends. Riddhi was new to this town, and yet they treated her as if they had known her all her life.
Hurricane Kate came back with a pile of clothes bigger than Mount Everest. She dumped them on Riddhi, whom just crumbled under all the weight. Kate went back to assaulting the racks of cute clothes that hung all over the place. Riddhi finally came out of the pile of clothes, breathing heavily and sighing. But a smile hung over her face.
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