"This one?" I asked walking out the dressing room. I was wearing a yellow sundress that had a neckline that I wasn't all too comfortable with. On the plus side, Macey would be proud.

"Spin" Bex comanded. I twirled in a circle then started laughing."What's so funny?"

"I feel like your barbie doll." she joined me in laughing. I had to admit it was fun pretending to be a normal girl.

"Now on a more serious note, I really like that dress." I looked down at my sundress.

"Good, cause so do I." I smiled.

"Awe," Bex said dramatically putting her hand infront of her mouth," Macey would be so proud." she put her hand on my shoulder. "Our little girl is growing up."

"Shut up!" I yelled laughing hysterically. I picked off a black dress from the rack."Here try this on." I said handing it over to her.

"Sure." she picked it up and walked over to the dressing room. I went over to another rack and started to thumb through the clothes. I happened upon a really cute shirt dress and went to the dressing room to put it on. I slipped off my clothes and put it on and immediately loved it.

"Cam?" Bex called from in the hall. I emerged from the room. Bex looked awesome in the black strapless dress.

"Cute!" we both exclaimed at the same time. Then we both started laughing. Suddenly, the music on the intercom changed from some kind of elevator music to Your love is My Drug by Ke$ha.

"I love this song!" we ,again, both said at the same time. Thank God for Macy or we would never be able to have fun like this. Bex started dancing around in her dress singing at the top of her lungs.

"Maybe I need some rehab or maybe just need some sleep." she looked at me to continue the song.

"I've got a sick obsession I'm seeing it in my dreams."

"I'm looking down every ally."

"I'm making those desperate calls."

"I'm staying up all night hoping"

"Hitting my head against the walls!" We sang and danced and might I add pretty cheesy too. Bex was getting down old school doing things like the cabbage patch and the Charlie Brown while I was just getting down doing whatever I felt like. We were so busy laughing and singing we hadn't noticed the congragation that had formned outside the store window.

We had our own crowd.

When the song ended I noticed them and stopped. Bex on the other hand either didn't have a clue or didn't care cause she was continueing jamming out to the next song. I nudged her and she stopped and looked at the crowd. She merely flipped her hair and did a slight wave to a male who was front and center, but someone else caught my eye.

He was tall with curly blond hair. He was pale but had striking green eyes. Could that really be Zach in some terrible disguise? Blondie saw me staring and smiled,and I realized it couldn't have been him. No matter what costume Zach had on, his smirk was always there. And Blondie didn't have that annoyingly hot feature on his body.

Bex could tell the disappointment in my eyes.

"Hey, its O.K. his eyes did look a lot like Zach's"

"Well as long as I'm not the only crazy one here." I said looking at her smiling.

"Come on let's get out of these dresses." she turned around and walked away. I stared at the window where our fan club had dispersed. I looked across the streets at the enourmous office building and where one lone person stood on the side walk. I could see the figure had dark hair, and he was wearing sun glasses. Even though I was so far away, I could have sworn the figure was smirking at me.

"Cam?" Bex called. I turned around and she had a questionable look on her face.

"I think I'm going to wear it out."

"O.K. sounds good." she said. I looked back out the window where the figure was, but it had dissapeared. Maybe its O.K. to be crazy, if it means seeing Zach. What's the harm in that?