This chapter is brought to you by the letter M for Mika, Milk and Mountain Dew! Yay! Okay so I'm very happy to be bringing this story back I'm going to figure out how to do a poll on this site because I want to do one and it would be relating to the Jiki Universe of awesome and candy (I'm a little conceited and a little hopped up on milk yay milk!)
Disclaimer: I own Kiki and Larissa. I own a car too which I drive around in when I'm trying to get over writers block.
Chapter eleven
It was only ten in the morning and Kiki was already regretting agreeing to go dress shopping with Larissa. The two were flying down the high way in Kiki's car and fighting back and forth over the radio.
"Larissa, stop changing the station, do you want me to kill us both plus a carload of innocent people?" Kiki asked. Larissa held tighter to her seat belt and switched the station again.
"Well maybe if you slowed down. You shouldn't be paying attention to the radio anyway, you're driving." Larissa said tightly. She hated cars, she hated car rides, and she really hated it when people, like her brothers and Kiki, felt it completely appropriate to drive like they were late for their funeral. She gasped as they went over a slightly bump in the road.
"Oh stop being a drama queen." Kiki rolled her eyes as she turned onto the exit and slowed down. "And stop touching the radio." She slapped at Larissa's hands as they moved towards the dial again.
"I'm not being a drama queen do you know how many people die ever year in car accidents?"
"Do you?" Kiki quirked an eyebrow Larissa frowned and sighed,
"Fine, kill us, but I swear if you live and I don't I will haunt you. I will haunt you and hide your socks." Larissa threatened. Kiki slowed the car and looked over at her friend.
"You really are insane aren't you?" She asked. Larissa just crossed her arms over her chest and slumped down in her seat. Kiki rolled her eyes again and sped up.
With Kiki's disdain for speed limits they reached the mall pretty quickly. Kiki found a good parking space, she had been given a temporary handicap pass after the 'incident-that-shall-not-be-named' and they had yet to take it away. She parked her car and got out, wincing. The doctor said she'd probably always have a little bit of pain around her ribs but it wasn't anything to worry over. Of course her mother was concerned for her ability to have kids in the future, but that was not front and foremost on the girl's mind.
They walked into the mall and looked around. Kiki was not a fan of the mall for the very reasons that Larissa loved it. The smells, the people, the employees at the kiosks whose very job description was 'harass the people until they give up and let you give them the free sample, and then proceed to hound them about buying an obscenely expensive item that they really don't need'. All in all it was either a painful or enjoyable experience depending on who you asked. The two friends walked down the huge hall, passing large groups of preteens chattering on about guys and who was better, Miley Cyrus or Demi Lovato. They passed a small family cooing over their baby, then a large family, the very tired looking mother yelling for Taylor to get off the fountain and get his little butt over there. Kiki looked at Larissa, who apparently knew where she wanted to go. She had her little purse swinging from the crook of her arm and her shoes were making a soft squeak on the linoleum floors as she sped her way east.
Genie J's was a clothing store that sold everything from jeans to prom dresses and everything in between. It wasn't terribly expensive and they 'Like have the cutest clothes ever' according to their commercial. That was why Larissa was insisting on going there for their prom shopping. Kiki sighed as they walked in. They had a top twenty song playing and thanks to the state of the art speaker system it could be heard all over the store. Larissa led her to the dresses and looked around with a blissful look on her face. She loved this kind of thing.
"Okay so I'm thinking something Pink… blondes look good in pink right? That's why Sharpay wears it?" Larissa asked Kiki.
"I think Sharpay likes Pink because it's girly and gives me migraines." Kiki shrugged. Larissa made a face at her best friend.
"You are so not helpful." Kiki smiled sweetly and Larissa just turned away. She grabbed at a hot pink dress with a huge puffy skirt and a halter top.
"No, that's an eyesore." Kiki shook her head. Larissa frowned and turned to another pink one.
An hour and thirty dresses later Larissa had a collection of them in her arms. Kiki had a couple in her arms for Larissa and they were headed for the changing room. Kiki had never been so happy to see a bench in her life. She plopped down as Larissa managed to stuff herself in a changing room with all the dresses. The first three she came out in were almost painful to look at and she tried one four more when she came out she was wearing a long pink dress. It was made of a satin material and hung beautiful around her. It had gold embroidery accentuating the shoulder of the one shouldered gown as well as the fitted waist. She really did look beautiful.
"That's the one." Kiki said honestly. "That is the perfect dress for you." She had said it twice before to get this over with, but this time she really meant it, the pink satin dress was practically made for her.
"Really?" Larissa asked looking in the mirror. Her eyes widened when she saw it. "This is the one, definitely." She agreed with a smile. She went back into the changing room and Kiki got up, going to the dresses with an armful of the rejects. She went over and started putting them away. She had just put the last one up when it caught her eye, a dress that was… honestly, really gorgeous. It was strapless and light blue with just a whisper of brown that almost looked purple. She reached out and touched the sheer chiffon skirt. It was really a pretty dress.
"You should get it." The sales lady said. "It would look beautiful with your eyes." Kiki jumped, she hadn't noticed the woman before. "Really it does." She nodded before walking away. Kiki pressed her lips together. Well Sharpay might make her go so… just in case. She picked it up in her size and looked for Larissa. She found her walking towards the counter. She hurried to catch up.
"Just shut up." She said as Larissa caught site of the dress. Larissa just smiled.
"Wasn't going to say anything."
Back at Jimmie's house Donny and Rocket man were out playing basketball, at least they had been, after their third round of Wildcat (Horse but with a different word) they opted to take a break, sprawling out on the Zara's porch with Gatorade and a plate of pizza rolls that his mom had nuked for them.
"Larissa took Kiki dress shopping with her." Jimmie shook his head. "I still wish we could have gone, that would have been hilarious." He said.
"It would have been but I think Larissa is confusing Prom and marriage. She doesn't want me to see her dress until… the big day." Donny shook his head.
"Your girlfriend is a whole lot of crazy."
"So is yours." Donny shrugged.
"I don't have a girlfriend dude." Rocket man reminded him.
"Oh fine, your Kiki is crazy." Donny shrugged. Jimmie rolled his eyes, he was tired of arguing that Kiki wasn't his girlfriend.
"Whatever dude."
"You should ask her to prom." Donny said thoughtfully, grabbing a pizza roll and biting into it.
"No way, she'd kill me." Jimmie shook his head. He could just see Kiki jumping him for asking her to prom.
"I think she'd say yes. Larissa thinks she would too."
"Dude you and Larissa really need to stop talking about us." Jimmie informed him.
"Larissa says she just wants her best friend to be happy and if that means driving her up the freaking wall. I guess that's what Larissa is going to do." Donny liked that about her though. Jimmie shook his head and stood up, finishing off his drink.
"Whatever can we play ball more?" He asked. Donny shrugged and got up, grabbing the ball.
Back at the Evan's house Kiki was hanging up her dress in her closet and Larissa was sitting on the vanity island thing in the middle of the walk in closet.
"I think Jimmie is going to ask you to prom." She said off handedly.
"He better not." Kiki quipped, not at all taken aback by Larissa's random comment. It was something about Larissa that she had gotten use to over the past few months.
"Why not? I mean, you have a dress that looks amazing, why not go to prom with him. He is your second best friend after all." Larissa reasoned.
"He is no… okay well he is, but still no. I don't even want to go to prom. This was just so if Sharpay gets wind of the Prom coming up I don't want to end up in her pink frilly thing from last year." Kiki defended. Larissa rolled her eyes.
"If he did ask you though… would you say yes?"
"No I would punch him in the gut and tell him to buzz off." Kiki shook her head.
"Oh come on Kiki it would be fun."
"No Larissa." Kiki walked out of the closet and Larissa hurried to follow.
"Just think about it Keeks, I mean you have the dress, and Jimmie probably cleans up pretty well."
"Whatever Larissa. I don't like proms, I don't like having to dance around to bad music and all that BS" She shook her head.
"Yeah… but you like Jimmie." Larissa reasoned.
"I do not." Kiki shook her head and walked over to her bed.
"Whatever Kiki, anyway, call me later, I have to go settle on the rest of my prom stuff." She said, walking out of the room, leaving an annoyed and confused Kiki behind.