A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short! Later chapters will be longer! Please, R&R!
You might think that I hated shopping for clothes. I really don't seem like the kind of girl with a huge sense of fashion, but truthfully, I love clothes. I just don't see the purpose of getting dressed up to go to a school where I'm surrounded by people who will soon be working for me. Apparently, my sister thought different and was now insisting to buy me things I probably didn't need. But I do love clothes. A lot.
As soon as we entered the first store, Annabelle found several things and shoved them into my arms. "Hey!" I protested and pouted. "I want to shop too!" The clothes were snatched away and pushed into a big shopping basket. "Happy?" my sister asked. I smiled. She was only teasing. She really did want me to shop too.
We made our way through the Betsey Johnson store and many others in the mall until I saw a familiar blonde head. "Shit!" I yelped and dove into the rack of clothes I was browsing through at Forever 21. "...wish school started already. I'm tired of days like this, shopping around with my stupid mother..." I heard the smooth voice of Draco Malfoy mutter into the rack of clothing I was hiding in. Don't you dare move that shirt. Don't- I was thinking to Malfoy when the shirt covering myself was moved. Damn you, infernal brain! Why can't you project thoughts? I cursed my mind as I looked up into icy blue eyes.
"Why hello there-" Malfoy started off smiling, but his smile changed when he saw who I was. "Granger. What a horrible surprise," he drawled evilly, smirking. "Hello to you too, weasel," I hissed, standing up from hiding. Wow, I guess I grew, I thought, then remembered that my sister made me change before we left. I was wearing a tight, white t-shirt, light gray skinny jeans, and black, four-inch, platform heels. Once again, I internally cursed my sister. I was now the exact height of Malfoy.
"You dyed you hair," he stated, shock etching his face slightly. "No, pea-brain, it just got lighter," I snapped. Stupid, shallow, handsome boy, I thought. Wait, did I just think the word 'handsome'? "I like it," he said simply and walked away, cutting off my thoughts. He 'likes it.' What the bloody hell is that supposed to mean? Does that have a double, insulting or sexual meaning? I was pondering what Draco Malfoy said when Annabelle grabbed me.
"Who was that?" my sister asked smiling. "He was cute." I rolled my eyes and sighed at her. "Is that all you ever think of? The hotness of someone?" I asked. "Yes," she said with a straight face and I sighed at her again. "He was nobody. Just a guy from school that I despise," I told her. "You know, hate is a form of lo-" Annabelle started but I cut her off by yelling something that sounded like "AGGHH!" "Alright, alright," she laughed, "let's finish up her and get back home."
To be continued...