*The next day*
"So where should we be looking, exactly?" Ari asks.
Ari is my best friend. He's gay, so he's fun to shop with.
"I dunno. Let's start at Zumiez." I say.
We walk towards Zumiez, and I watch Ari. Everyone thinks he's weird because he's gay. He's actually not a pansy, like most gay guys are. He's pretty normal. He wants to be a florist, considering his power's with plants. He can make them grow, like Layla, except he can only grow flowers. Anyway, we're at the mall this Saturday. After Devon had asked me out, I called Ari and told him. Of course, Ari insisted on shopping for the occasion. And so, that makes sense why I'm stuck at the mall until I find something to wear to the dance. Well, at least it isn't a formal dance! I figured I'd just wear jeans and a t-shirt.
"No you won't!" Ari interrupts my thoughts.
Oh yeah, Ari, inherited his father's skill about a month ago. Mind reading, and telepathy.
"Yes, I will! If you force me to buy a skirt for the dance, I'm wearing leggings." I say, with an evil smile.
"I don't care, just as long as you wear a skirt." He says, smiling back.
I sigh, and smile. I'm flipping through some seat belt belts, when Ari appears behind me.
"Come on, we better go. You need a-"
"Don't say the d word!" I cut him off.
"You need a dress!" He says.
"AHHH!" I yell, as he pulls me away.
He pulls me to the complete other side of the mall, where the fountain is. He lets me sit, and he laughs.
"What?" I ask.
"I'm trying to figure out where we should go, to find you an outfit." He says, smiling.