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Chapter VI

Of course, my friends are forcing me to go. Brenda wants me to go, and since her parents are out of town due to some type of emergency. She's in charge of me, which means wherever she goes, I go. I even invited Eva to come along, but she claimed she had things to do and wouldn't be able to go, so I guess it's just the crew and me.

"You guys don't change," I say on our way to the mall after school.

Brenda laughs. "Believe me. Things have changed. I was surprised the group wanted to go or had come up with the idea. It's been a while since we all went out. Ever since-" she hesitates, "-you got arrested."

"Hey," I gently touch her shoulder. "You guys deserve to have fun. Y'all didn't have to isolate yourselves because of me."

I didn't want them feeling remorseful about me. Yeah, they didn't visit me or anything, but I at least wanted them to continue with their lives. To enjoy what I missed.

"It just didn't feel right without you. Us having fun and you in that place."

I laugh, "So what changed? For all they know, they still think I'm at the asylum."

"Amanda reminds them of Linda. Just with a different face."

"If only they knew it's the same person."

We stay silent until we finally reach the mall, and from here, I spot Sarah and Jessica waiting by their cars, both enthusiastic.

Oh no. What did I get myself into?

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This is why I never really liked going shopping. My feet hurt from all the walking. We've been at almost every store, and I've tried on who knows how many outfits. Yet nothing seems to satisfy them, and what makes all this worst is that they already have theirs, and I don't. Explaining that they're trying to help me find the "perfect" one for me. Whatever that means.

"Guys, can't I just go in jeans and a shirt."

They all look at me like I've lost my mind.

Okay, I guess not.

I stand there and watch them go through each dress rack, picking out which one's for me to try on next.

When they finish, I'm automatically shoved into a fitting room, dresses in hand, and start trying on each one. 

After five or so, I'm about to give up when I spot one that catches my attention, a dark red long-sleeved dress with a slit on the side, and its my size. Perfect.

"Hurry up, we want to see!"

I open the door and already their eyes are huge as they squeal, drawing the attention of others who walk by. 

"Oh my gosh" Jessica exclaims as she begins to circle me.

"That ones perfect!" I give Sarah a grateful smile, at least she isn't causing a big scene.

"We found the one. You're gonna drive the guys crazy." Brenda states, and as if on cue, Luke and Alexander appear. Both walking towards us deep in conversation until they notice me. They immediately stop in their tracks and start eyeing me from head to toe.

"Damn." 

"It's official, my new favorite color is red." Luke says.

I can't help but blush as I head back into the fitting room and change back into my clothes. When I step out, everyone is still staring. Well mostly Alexander and Luke while the girls keep on giggling and talking about tomorrow night.

"Come on guys, I'm hungry and tired," I complain.

Luke snaps out of his trance first and grins. "If you're tired, I can always carry you." He offers.

I roll my eyes but play along. "I don't think you're strong enough."

I'm about to head out when suddenly I feel my feet lift off the ground, arms around my back and behind my legs. I look up and find Luke smirking down at me while all the rest laugh at my shocked face.

"Okay, you can put me down now. I'm not a baby."

Instead of putting me down, he grins and begins to rock me.

"Aww, are you hungry?" he says in a baby voice, puffing his lips out a bit.

Judging by the way his hold tightens when I try to push his chest away. He's not going to put me down anytime soon, so instead, I wrap my arms around his neck and nod. At least my legs can rest.

Once outside the store, I glance around and notice people staring at me, probably wondering why a grown girl like me is being carried. However, I ignore them and try to focus on the conversation Jessica, Alexander, and Sarah are having about deciding what restaurant to eat at. Over Luke's shoulder, I see Brenda putting her wallet in her purse, the shopping bag resting on her elbow, and when she looks up her eyes widen in surprise.

I gaze back to the front, and that's when I spot him. Looking at me, then eyes narrowing at Luke.

Derek. 

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