Based on The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants By Ann Brashares
As Told By E.G. Desso
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story expect the plot line. Bridget, Tibby, Lena, and Carmen, and The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, is all Ann Brasheres.
A/N: Ok, I finally updated again! Sorry about the wait, I wanted to write and post this much sooner, but time got the better of me, and here we are. Hope you like it, I know all of my chapters are kind of short, but this one is kind of long. Enjoy! And please, please, please Review!!!!! Thanks! (And please note that I don't shop at any of the stores mentioned in this chapter, I only used them to make the story sound more believable. Just wanted that to be known.)
Chapter Four: The Shopping Spree
Lena walked into the mall at five minutes to one. Sitting on a bench next to the indoor fountain was Bridget and Carmen, deep in conversation. As she approached, neither girl looked up to acknowledge that she had arrived. She sat down next Carmen and tried to figure out what they were talking about. It didn't take her long.
"We absolutely have to go to Abercrombie," said Bridget, matter-of-factly.
"Yes," agreed Carmen, "and Hollister. They have some cute mini skirts there."
"And don't forget the tube top!" shrieked Bridget as she and Carmen burst into giggles. Apparently they did know that Lena was there.
"I thought you were trying to make me look fashionable, not like a hooker!" said Lena.
"We are. Wearing a tube top doesn't make you a hooker; it's all about how you wear it," insisted Carmen.
Just then, Tibby came running over, exasperated and out of breath. Carmen glared at her, noticing her immediately.
"You're late!" she accused.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry! I forgot to give this lady her sales slip, and my boss was giving me the never ending lecture about what would happen if I forgot again," Tibby explained.
"Well, don't let it happen again!" she snapped, and then laughed, letting Tibby know that she wasn't really angry with her. Tibby began laughing too, glad to be off the hook.
They set off through the mall, wasting no time on small talk. They had hardly walked two feet when Carmen led them into Hollister. Carmen and Bridget ran around grabbing one of everything off the racks, while Lena tried to keep up and Tibby tried to hide, because this wasn't exactly a store she shopped at, let alone wanted to be seen in.
Once all three of their arms were full, plus a little more in Tibby's, Carmen and Bridget shoved Lena into a dressing room and waited while she tried on the first outfit. A few minutes later, Lena came out wearing a V-neck top and a mini-skirt. She tugged at the skirt, self conscious of the amount of leg she was showing off.
"OHMYGODLENA!" Bridget shrieked. "Your so hot!"
"So cute!" Carmen agreed.
"Better than what she usually wears," Tibby added.
"But it's so short! Can't I try on one that's just a little longer?" Lena pleaded, but Carmen shook her head.
"It looks great. I don't know what you have against showing a little leg, but you need to get over it. Go try on the next one," Carmen retorted as she shoved Lena back into the dressing room.
They spent the better part of an hour in Hollister, doing exactly the same thing. Lena would put on a new outfit, Carmen and Bridget would squeal with delight, Lena would try to persuade them to leave, and then they would send her back in to try on the next outfit. After Lena had tried on at least one of everything in the store, they checked out and left, hardly a bagful in hand.
"Well, I think that was very productive," Carmen said, a satisfied look on her face.
"What do you mean, 'productive'?" Tibby asked, shocked. "You hardly bought two outfits!"
"Quality, not quantity," Carmen replied lazily.
They set off through the mall toward Abercrombie, their next stop.
"Why do we have to go to all of these preppy stores? I thought you were trying to make her fashionable, not a cheerleader," Tibby grumbled.
"If you don't want to go in the stores, you don't have to," Bee replied, seeing right through Tibby and her real complaint: having to go into preppy stores.
"And she's not becoming a cheerleader, okay? Were updating her wardrobe, not making her a wannabe," Carmen added.
"Whatever," Tibby mumbled, and she went to sit on one of the benches outside of the store.
They went through the same cycle in Abercrombie, and left with exactly the same size bag of clothes. They walked out to find Tibby sitting exactly where they had left her.
"Finally," Tibby moaned. "I though you'd never get done in there. For the past ten minutes I've been watching some lady try to shut her crying baby up. Lost the kid's pacifier or something like that. I almost went and bought him one myself, he was so annoying."
"Well, I'll have you know," Carmen said, "that we're almost done. Just one or two more stores and we should be done."
"God knows how long that will take," Tibby mumbled.
They set back off down the mall, looking for their next stop. They hadn't been walking long when they came across the food court.
"I'm starving," Bridget said, her mouth watering as the smell of the food hit her nose.
"Yeah, I'm pretty hunger, too," Lena agreed, glad to find an excuse to sit down.
As they headed off into the food court, trying to decide where to eat, something (well, someone) caught Bridget's eye.
"Hey, I'll catch up with you guys in a minute," Bee said. Carmen, Tibby and Lena watched as Bee walked over to a table, crowded with guys.
Bee tapped one on the shoulder and said, "Hey, I'm Bridget."
He turned around, and seeing who it was, smiled and said, "I'm Jim."
