I love shopping malls. It's not so much the materialistic desire to breathe
in clothes or money or really cute jewelry.. not entirely. It's all the
interesting people. You could just sit in the mall forever, observing the
little kids pressing their faces against windows, or the old ladies
clutching their coupons with the jaws of death, or the snobby 20-something
year olds who haven't grown out of their immature need for superiority. Of
course, going with Claire implies that I'll make fun of them all, which I
do guilt free. But on my own, I feel more..human. When no ones watching me,
judging my every action, I can look at these kinds of people with a
reasonable amount of respect. I respect them for getting up every day and
being themselves.
It was, of course, Claire who can up with the ingenious idea to go to the mall that Friday.
"You know," She added, smirking, "Since McGuire ruined your new sweater and all." I didn't really care about the sweater. It was fuzzy and pink and made me look like a giant pink cat. But I didn't tell Claire this, because it was exactly what I would wear normally. I felt my tastes slowly changing that year, but that wasn't part of the "Plan".
Ah, yes, the "Plan". My big plan for life. Most of it involved lying and cheating, of course, but that was no big deal. Not anymore. Lying, sucking up, it's all one big part of life.
People are always telling you honesty is the best policy. But seriously. Why do you want people to tell the truth when its not what you want to hear?
"Ooh, this is cute!," Claire squealed, holding up a tiny bikini. Why we were even in the swim wear section at all, I have no idea. I squirmed uncomfortably, imagining my pudgy thighs bulging out of it.
"I like this one," I said, holding up a one piece that could clothe an entire country. Claire snorted, but didn't say anything, not wanting to offend me. It wasn't that she cared what I thought. She just didn't want to lose such a great partner.
"Oh, right, sweaters," She glanced at the rack holding several cardigans. "Um, no... no...no..no.. hell, no; god, where IS everything?!"
"I think you bought it all last time," I remembered the five bags she carried home last week.
"Ugh, whatever, let's get out of here," She said in disgust, flinging a cashmere sweater back on the hanger. She smiled suspiciously. "I'd rather check out the lingerie department."
This was our thing. Hanging around the throngs of thongs, making fun of the women shuffling around the section. It made me grateful I was me and they were..them.
"Whatever," I shrugged, not enthusiastic about anything that would show my stomach. We headed in that general direction, flipping our hair and giggling loudly about nothing in particular. We just wanted to piss people off.
"Oh my god, look at that WOMAN," Claire chuckled. "Or is that a man buying that thing?" I eyed the heavy woman. Was it just me, or was her hair like mine? I stared at her silky curls...then her love handles. It's the future me, I thought lazily.
"Hello, Kate?," Claire waved her French manicured hand in front of my face. "It was like, a JOKE? Ha, ha?" I gave out a weak guffaw, looking at the woman's ankles. Only a few rare people can laugh at themselves.
"What's with you today?," She questioned, pushing through a rack of bras mindlessly. "You didn't even comment on my fourth period accessory change!" I didn't give two shits about her accessories.
"Maybe the world doesn't revolve around you," I snapped. She laughed at this. Laughed at the thought of other people in the world.
"Since when did you become the little Christian girl?," Claire snorted.
"Look, Claire, I don't need you, so just...shut up!," I cried for lack of insults.
"You know what? Forget it. Forget I ever said anything," She backed off. Of course. This is how our relationship works. We both think we're in charge all the time, but it really does switch occasionally. Claire needed me to be popular. As long as I was strong enough to over rule her, she wouldn't stand up to me... normally.
I felt the tension grow more and more between us as we left the mall. Was it possible Claire was growing more independent? And if so, what am I going to do?
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A/N: Yeah, I only liked parts of this chapter. That's good, isn't it? Anyway, for my lovies who haven't caught on (Heh, Heh, Heh) The point of view changes every chapter. First it's Kate, then it's Lizzie, then it's Kate, then it's Lizzie, and so on and so forth. Thank you to:
See the light: Is there going to be any romance...BWA HA. Do I have any other kind? Well, yes, actually, I don't usually have a full on romance, because it might make me vomit, but it will have an undertone of romance, POSSIBLY. Secluded and Obscured is definitely my favorite fic to write, though it's not that good. Thanks, and I'll post ASAP.
Nahima Tala: hey, old Faithful! What's up? Only my favorite boot would get away with not e-mailing me ::sniff::. Anyway, I know it's different. I guess I'm more of a Miranda-writer than a Kate-writer...I'm definitely not a Lizzie-writer, as you can see. Well, kisses of course, you.. Um, thing. SHOE.
Caley: Ah, one of my own. Yes, there is a connection; Secluded and Obscured it kind of the centerpiece of plot. This is like, before when the trio were still tight and Lizzie and Kate weren't friends. It's like a view of how it happened. Snow on spring break?! Crazy child.
PinkPrincess: YAY!!! I CAPTURED SOMETHING!!! And it wasn't even a butterfly. Well, in theory, Lizzie could be a butterfly...you know, I'm going to stop blabbing on about freedom and such; how are you? I love Kate stories too. Some of the best stories are Kate stories. Thank you!!!
Back to chaos: Glad you like it. That's the whole point!! Thanks MUCHO for reviewing!!!!
Alastar-person-who-informed-me-and-hates-toe-socks: oh, it's you. I LOVE YOU. Not because you diss toe socks, for course, but because you reviewed!!! YAY! And that's YOUR title I made for YOU. No trade backs!!! Kisses all around.
Lizsponge92: Thank you!!! Kate stories, fun!!!! It's great too, thank you ::dances because that rhymes::. Anyway, thanks for reviewing, and I'll try to keep it up.
Jessie: GASP. NEVER READ A M/G STORY??? ARE YOU INSANE??? Quick, someone get this girl an M/G story, quick! Look on my favorites list or read Secluded and Obscured, if you want. Thank you MUCHO for the review!!!!!
KT the shimmer skank: You have a really spiffy vocabulary. I especially like it when it is reviewing me. Oh, right, anyway, thank you!! I was hoping to attempt to portray Lizzie well, and I'm glad someone approves! Thanks bunches!
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Disclaimer: Let's see...me...own..Lizzie..no! No Lizzie! NO! I do, however, own a smashing dirty yellow sock, now on sale on ebay for a mere $100,000.45! So far..
It was, of course, Claire who can up with the ingenious idea to go to the mall that Friday.
"You know," She added, smirking, "Since McGuire ruined your new sweater and all." I didn't really care about the sweater. It was fuzzy and pink and made me look like a giant pink cat. But I didn't tell Claire this, because it was exactly what I would wear normally. I felt my tastes slowly changing that year, but that wasn't part of the "Plan".
Ah, yes, the "Plan". My big plan for life. Most of it involved lying and cheating, of course, but that was no big deal. Not anymore. Lying, sucking up, it's all one big part of life.
People are always telling you honesty is the best policy. But seriously. Why do you want people to tell the truth when its not what you want to hear?
"Ooh, this is cute!," Claire squealed, holding up a tiny bikini. Why we were even in the swim wear section at all, I have no idea. I squirmed uncomfortably, imagining my pudgy thighs bulging out of it.
"I like this one," I said, holding up a one piece that could clothe an entire country. Claire snorted, but didn't say anything, not wanting to offend me. It wasn't that she cared what I thought. She just didn't want to lose such a great partner.
"Oh, right, sweaters," She glanced at the rack holding several cardigans. "Um, no... no...no..no.. hell, no; god, where IS everything?!"
"I think you bought it all last time," I remembered the five bags she carried home last week.
"Ugh, whatever, let's get out of here," She said in disgust, flinging a cashmere sweater back on the hanger. She smiled suspiciously. "I'd rather check out the lingerie department."
This was our thing. Hanging around the throngs of thongs, making fun of the women shuffling around the section. It made me grateful I was me and they were..them.
"Whatever," I shrugged, not enthusiastic about anything that would show my stomach. We headed in that general direction, flipping our hair and giggling loudly about nothing in particular. We just wanted to piss people off.
"Oh my god, look at that WOMAN," Claire chuckled. "Or is that a man buying that thing?" I eyed the heavy woman. Was it just me, or was her hair like mine? I stared at her silky curls...then her love handles. It's the future me, I thought lazily.
"Hello, Kate?," Claire waved her French manicured hand in front of my face. "It was like, a JOKE? Ha, ha?" I gave out a weak guffaw, looking at the woman's ankles. Only a few rare people can laugh at themselves.
"What's with you today?," She questioned, pushing through a rack of bras mindlessly. "You didn't even comment on my fourth period accessory change!" I didn't give two shits about her accessories.
"Maybe the world doesn't revolve around you," I snapped. She laughed at this. Laughed at the thought of other people in the world.
"Since when did you become the little Christian girl?," Claire snorted.
"Look, Claire, I don't need you, so just...shut up!," I cried for lack of insults.
"You know what? Forget it. Forget I ever said anything," She backed off. Of course. This is how our relationship works. We both think we're in charge all the time, but it really does switch occasionally. Claire needed me to be popular. As long as I was strong enough to over rule her, she wouldn't stand up to me... normally.
I felt the tension grow more and more between us as we left the mall. Was it possible Claire was growing more independent? And if so, what am I going to do?
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A/N: Yeah, I only liked parts of this chapter. That's good, isn't it? Anyway, for my lovies who haven't caught on (Heh, Heh, Heh) The point of view changes every chapter. First it's Kate, then it's Lizzie, then it's Kate, then it's Lizzie, and so on and so forth. Thank you to:
See the light: Is there going to be any romance...BWA HA. Do I have any other kind? Well, yes, actually, I don't usually have a full on romance, because it might make me vomit, but it will have an undertone of romance, POSSIBLY. Secluded and Obscured is definitely my favorite fic to write, though it's not that good. Thanks, and I'll post ASAP.
Nahima Tala: hey, old Faithful! What's up? Only my favorite boot would get away with not e-mailing me ::sniff::. Anyway, I know it's different. I guess I'm more of a Miranda-writer than a Kate-writer...I'm definitely not a Lizzie-writer, as you can see. Well, kisses of course, you.. Um, thing. SHOE.
Caley: Ah, one of my own. Yes, there is a connection; Secluded and Obscured it kind of the centerpiece of plot. This is like, before when the trio were still tight and Lizzie and Kate weren't friends. It's like a view of how it happened. Snow on spring break?! Crazy child.
PinkPrincess: YAY!!! I CAPTURED SOMETHING!!! And it wasn't even a butterfly. Well, in theory, Lizzie could be a butterfly...you know, I'm going to stop blabbing on about freedom and such; how are you? I love Kate stories too. Some of the best stories are Kate stories. Thank you!!!
Back to chaos: Glad you like it. That's the whole point!! Thanks MUCHO for reviewing!!!!
Alastar-person-who-informed-me-and-hates-toe-socks: oh, it's you. I LOVE YOU. Not because you diss toe socks, for course, but because you reviewed!!! YAY! And that's YOUR title I made for YOU. No trade backs!!! Kisses all around.
Lizsponge92: Thank you!!! Kate stories, fun!!!! It's great too, thank you ::dances because that rhymes::. Anyway, thanks for reviewing, and I'll try to keep it up.
Jessie: GASP. NEVER READ A M/G STORY??? ARE YOU INSANE??? Quick, someone get this girl an M/G story, quick! Look on my favorites list or read Secluded and Obscured, if you want. Thank you MUCHO for the review!!!!!
KT the shimmer skank: You have a really spiffy vocabulary. I especially like it when it is reviewing me. Oh, right, anyway, thank you!! I was hoping to attempt to portray Lizzie well, and I'm glad someone approves! Thanks bunches!
~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~
Disclaimer: Let's see...me...own..Lizzie..no! No Lizzie! NO! I do, however, own a smashing dirty yellow sock, now on sale on ebay for a mere $100,000.45! So far..