20 September 2012
17-Ally
~Ally's POV~
“Hey, girl…how are you doing?” Emily asked me the next day, when we were at the mall. I sighed and shrugged. “I haven’t talked to my brother since last night, if that’s what you mean.” Emily frowned and let out a deep sigh. It was obvious that she was really troubled about this. I looked at her and smiled a little. “But hey, we’ll work it out. Come on; let’s go get some frozen yogurt.” We got into the unusually short line, and purchased our yogurt, and then we sat down at a nearby table. As we ate, I glanced around at the people passing by. Just seeing all of the people, I remembered the party, yesterday. I looked at Em. “So…you stayed behind, at the party yesterday, right? When did everyone clear out?” Emily nodded. “Yeah…actually, it didn’t last long after you left. Jenna finally got up the nerve to kick everyone out. The party left a huge mess, though, so she has a lot of cleaning up to do.” I sighed deeply and took another bite of yogurt. I still couldn’t believe how out of control things had gotten, last night. I also couldn’t help but think about…the fight. And I thought that Mitch and my fight before, was bad…but nothing compared to the fight, yesterday. Emily and I finished our yogurt and threw the trash away in a nearby garbage can. “I feel like we should be helping Jenna, though. I mean, since we’re her best friends and all,” I said, aloud. Emily sighed quietly and nodded. “Yeah…I know what you mean. But let’s just hang out here for a while, longer. Then we can go check on her.” I nodded in agreement, and we stood up. “Where should we go, now?” Em asked me, quickly. I looked around, and replied, “Let’s just wander. Maybe we can go into some clothing stores and try things on, even if we aren’t buying them.” Emily laughed, and agreed. That was one thing my best friends and I loved to do whenever we came to the mall. It was fun pretending that we had endless supplies of money, and we could “shop” as much as we wanted. We made our way down one of the huge halls, and together we looked around us. It was funny, we had been coming to the mall every weekend for as long as I could remember, and it seemed like, every time we came, there was something new, whether it was a new store or they had changed the decorations or something. Emily stopped us in front of one of the stores. “Hey…let’s go in there!” she said excitedly. “We’ve never tried this store before, but I’ve heard cool things about it.” I smiled and nodded, and we entered the huge inside. The unusually large store was full of men’s and women’s clothing. There were tons of dresses, cute tops, skirts, and every kind of jeans for teenage girls like me, and I really liked the styles. “C’mon!” Emily gestured, and led the way to deep into the teen girls’ section. “Oh my gosh, look at them!” she said, referring to the fancy dresses. I loved them, instantly, even though they were so fancy, that if I got one, I would probably only be able to use it like once or twice a year, max. “Come on, Ally,” Em said. “Let’s try them on.” I smiled and said, “Sure!” She chose one, and rushed into the dressing room. I felt a little picky, so I looked over them, one by one. Emily came back out before I had chosen one. “Hey, how come you aren’t dressed, yet?” she asked me. I turned around smiled at Emily. “Wow, Em…I love it! You look so good in blue!” Em beamed, and looked down at herself, then back at me. “It feels weird trying on a dress…I like, rarely wear them. But I definitely am in love with this. It’s so expensive, though.” I laughed. “Where would you wear it to, besides dances at school?” She shrugged. “Hey…maybe someone will ask me out. You never know.” I smiled. “True that.” Em walked over to the rack of dresses and picked out a white and black one. “Go put this on. Right now.” I laughed at her. “Yes, ma’m!” I went into the dressing room, and slowly began to change out of my ordinary, everyday clothes, and into the elegant dress. As soon as I had put it on, I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked so much…different. The dress fit…and just knowing that made me want it even more. But I left the dressing room to show Emily. She was browsing through another rack of dresses, and she turned around when she heard me coming. “Oh my god,” she said. “You’re getting that dress.” I looked at it again and laughed. “I wish. But, Em? Have you check out the price tag? No way.” It was then that I heard a familiar voice say my name, and I recognized the person, immediately. That angelic voice could only belong to one person. “James?” I asked, turning around.
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