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WOAH!!! SEVENTH CHAPTER!!! Isn't this exciting? Well, I'm excited, anyway. I've been thinking that maybe ten chapters won't be enough. We'll see. Anyway, thanks for all your great reviews! I love reviews. And I LOVE all you people for reviewing! ^_^ (To the person who commented that I'd obviously put a lot of work into this story...-_-;; Thanks for the thought, but uh...*looks guilty* I don't actually put much work into this at all. Come to think of it I don't think I put much work into anything, which is probably why everything I do is a load of crap. ^_^ [not fishing for compliments, so sorry if it appears to be that way.] This is basically one of those little hobbies, which explains why I take so long to update. I'M SO SORRY!!!)
Anyways, just wondering, do any other authors have a particular type of music they like to listen to while they write? I seem to have listened to A1's "Make it Good" (album) an awful lot. (Sad, aren't I?) Okay, now that I've put most of you off, let's get on with the story! ^_^
Note: The purpose of this entire chapter was to display my dislike for Yolei wearing purple. (which explains the total lack of plot.) I think it would clash with her hair REALLY BADLY and got irrationally annoyed because a lot of people seem to think she would look good in purple. (So sorry to all you people who dress Yolei in purple in your stories! I'm sure she does look good and it's just my stuffed taste!)
By the way, I seem to recall that in a previous chapter I had the nerve to suggest that TK had become better looking than his brother. I REPENT!!! NO ONE COULD BEAT MATT FOR LOOKS!!! I'M SORRY!!!
SAVE THE LAST DANCE CH 7
Kari stumbled down the corridor. "Another night spent thinking about TK," she thought blearily. "Unrequited love is -definately- not healthy." She was about to walk into the classroom when she remembered that they were supposed to meet in the hall. She smacked her forehead with her palm.
"So you forgot too, huh?"
Kari looked up and almost collided with TK's chin.
"Careful there," TK said, putting his hands on her upper arms to steady her.
"Sorry," Kari mumbled sleepily.
"Another sleepless night, eh?" TK asked, chuckling at Kari's surprised look. "Yeah, I remembered." The look on his face became concerned. "That's two nights in row. You've never had sleeping problems before. What's so bad that you'd lose sleep over it?"
Kari eyes were downcast. "Nothing."
"Must be a pretty bad nothing to keep you awake."
TK frowned, about to say more, but thought better of it. He smiled again. "I mean, aren't you related to the legendary Tai, famous for his ability to sleep through anything and everything?" he joked.
"Anything and everything except the smell of food!" Kari said, returning his smile, grateful for the change of subject. "Not Mum's cooking though," she added, wrinkling her nose.
TK laughed. "Come on sleepyhead, let's head down to the hall and pretend we meant to go there all along."
"Great idea. Us? Go to the classroom instead of the hall? Never..."
And laughing, the headed down together, TK's arm around Kari's shoulders.
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"Well class," Ms Kinomoto said, clapping her hands. "Our last dance lesson together. Let's make it a good one. I think most of you got the idea last lesson, so just keep it up and you'll be fine. And I think we'll shorten this lesson, you all deserve a break. This means that the girls without partners will just have to miss out. I'm sorry. Maybe you could pair up with each other?" She met the affronted looks of the girls in question. "Just a suggestion. Enough blabbering, let's get started!"
TK took Kari's hand. "You heard her," he said, grinning. "Let's get started!" Kari smiled and allowed herself to be led to a clear space. As they passed the two girls who were gossipping the previous day, Kari heard one say,"He's just dancing with her to make up for the fact that he won't be dancing with her tomorrow night."
"Don't pay any attention to them, they're just jealous," Yolei's voice echoed in Kari's head. To the complete bafflement of the girls, she smiled and walked past without a glance.
The music started and the couples began to dance. Once again, Kari watched the room over TK's shoulder. She noticed Mandy's sour look, but chose to ignore it. Ken and Yolei were dancing together, both blushing profusely. Davis, surprisingly, was dancing beautifully --though not quite as beautifully as TK-- with a pretty blonde girl Kari recognised from her English class. She surveyed the other couples, the teacher, and the decorations. Remembering something, she smiled to herself and laid her head on the shoulder she had been looking over. "Old habits die hard," she whispered into TK's ear, and was rewarded with his answering chuckle.
Ms Kinomoto looked at her watch. "Ten minutes left," she commented to no one in particular. "I think it's about time." She turned the music off and waited until all the students were looking her way. "You've been working very hard lately, with the dancing and the preparations for the dance." She inserted a new CD into the player and pushed the 'play' button. A fast-paced Teenage Wolves song blared from the speakers. "You need to relax," she said smilingly, raising her voice to be heard over the music. "Go on, have some fun!"
The students cheered and started dancing. Yolei got a very shy Ken to loosen up by seizing his hands and spinning him around, and Davis pounded on his air guitar. Kari and TK boogied, both laughing. Mandy started to make her way across the room to TK, unnoticed by everyone. Except Yolei. Yolei slowed her frenzied spinning and dropped Ken's hands.
"What's wrong?" Ken asked, already missing the feel of Yolei's warm hands on his own.
"Mandy," Yolei hissed, eyes narrowed. Ken followed her gaze.
"She's the girl who always tries to dance with TK-- Oh!" Ken murmured, realisation dawning.
"I have an idea," Yolei muttered conspiratorially, grabbing Ken's hand and dragging him across to where Davis was still strumming his air guitar.
"Davis!" Yolei whispered a hastily formed plan into his ear. A slow grin spread across Davis' face.
"I'm in!"
Mandy danced her way up to TK and Kari. With a sly look at Kari, she moved closer and closer to TK.
"TK, Kari," she drawled. "May I cut--"
"Congo line!" Davis bellowed, followed closely by Yolei and Ken, the beginnings of said congo line. They cut in, effectively separating Mandy from TK and Kari.
"Join in, guys!" Yolei yelled. Grinning, TK placed Kari's hands on his hips and placed his own on Ken's.
"All joined?" Davis asked. "Let's go!"
And, laughing, the group danced around the room, picking up additions to their line as they went.
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"Ok class," Ms Kinomoto said, pushing the 'stop' button and turning to face her breathless students. "That was it. The last class is over. Thankyou for a wonderful three days, and I wish you all the best for your dance."
The students clapped, cheered and whistled their appreciation.
"Ms Kinomoto," the head of the dance committee began, struggling to make herself heard over all the noise her fellow students were making that, though fading, was still loud. She waited for the noise to completely die down before continuing. "We would like to thank -you- for coming and teaching us how to dance. You've been a great teacher and we're very grateful for all your patience." She raised her voice. "Aren't we, guys?"
She was answered by an even louder round of clapping, cheers and whistles.
"Oh, go on, get out of here!" Ms Kinomoto said, cheeks pink, clearly embarrassed.
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"So will you help me?"
"Help you with what, Davis?" Yolei asked him, setting a box of plastic cups on the table marked "Drinks".
"My noodle cart."
"Your -what-?"
"Why does everyone say that?"
Yolei frowned. "So you're opening a noodle cart at the dance?"
"Yes. More like a noodle stand, actually."
"And you got permission?" Yolei asked incredulously.
"Yeah. But I need another person to help."
Yolei opened her mouth to speak.
"It will be closed for the last dance, of course," Davis added quickly.
"No."
"Aw, c'mon, Yolei. I helped you with the TK and Kari schemes, didn't I?"
"So you're telling me you didn't want them to get together?"
"Aw, please, Yolei." Davis gave her a pleading look.
Yolei sighed. "Oh, alright. I'll help you. Do I get paid?"
"Third of the profit."
"A third?"
"I cover the cost of the raw materials."
"Oh, ok."
Yolei spotted Kari carrying a heavy-looking crate of drinks. She waved frantically. "Hey Kari! Over here!"
Seeing her friend, Kari smiled, made a motion as if to wave back-- and almost dropped her crate.
"Steady there!" Another set of hands grabbed the crate, preventing it from falling.
"Thanks," Kari gasped breathlessly. She looked up. "TK!"
"You were expecting my evil twin, perhaps?"
She smiled. His grin was infectious.
"Here," he said, taking the crate. "I'll take this for you. Where do you want it?"
"Over on that table. Thanks a bunch, TK."
"What are friends for, but to do your slave labour for you?"
"To do all my other dirty work?" Kari asked hopefully.
"You wish."
They looked at each other and laughed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The bell rang, announcing the end of the school day. With a cheer, all the students began to file out of the hall.
"Kari!" Yolei ran up to her friend.
"Hey Yolei! What's up?" Kari turned.
"You're going home now, right?"
"Yeah..."
"Are you doing anything this afternoon?"
"No, not really. Why?"
"Would you come with me to, uh, look for a dress?"
"Sure! I already said I'd come, didn't I? I'd be happy to help."
Yolei smiled at Kari gratefully. "Thanks, Kari."
"Anytime."
"So, do you want to go home first and then meet outside the mall later?"
"Sounds good to me."
"Ok, that's settled. I'll see you in a bit then!"
"See ya!
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"Yolei!" Kari waved as she reached her friend.
"Hey, Kari!" Yolei got up from her seat on a bench near the mall entrance.
"Sorry I kept you waiting, my mum decided that it was the perfect time to start experimenting in the kitchen, and I had to help put out a few small fires."
"No change there, eh? And don't worry about it, I just got here a few minutes ago myself."
"Shall we go in?"
"Great idea."
"So," Kari said, looking around at the multitude of clothing stores. "Where do we go first?"
"You're asking me?" Yolei exclaimed. "Me, who wouldn't know what fashion was if it hit me in the face?"
"Don't be so hard on yourself, Yolei. You've got a great taste in clothing."
Yolei suddenly started to cough. Kari chose to ignore her.
"Hmm...Well, why don't we go to one of the smaller stores?" she suggested. "I've heard awful things about some of the big brands and I don't think their style would suit you anyway."
"Sounds good to me."
They stopped in front of a decent-looking store.
"How about this place?" Kari asked her friend.
"We have to start somewhere, I suppose," Yolei sighed.
"How about this?" Kari asked a few stores later. She held up a small purple shirt.
"I don't wear purple for a reason, Kari. It clashes with my hair. And that shirt is way too formal anyway."
"Good point," Kari conceded, hanging the shirt on the rack she took it from. "Your hair is a really nice colour, we need something that enhances it..." She inspected Yolei's hair critically. "I'm thinking pale pink, pale yellow or green. And since you wear pink and yellow a lot already, how about green?"
"As long as it doesn't make me look like a walking nature exhibit I'm fine."
Kari, shaking her head, wandered over to the next few racks with a small smile of amusement on her face. A certain item of clothing caught her eye. "Hey Yolei!" she called, waving her friend over. "What do you think?"
Yolei regarded Kari's find. She smiled. "I like it. I'll go try it on."
Kari leaned against the cubicle door, waiting for Yolei to come out. The door opened and Yolei stepped out, looking slightly embarrassed. Kari smiled. Clad in a top-and-skirt set of brilliant green, her friend looked stunning. The green was just the right colour, and skirt that stopped about an inch above her knees emphasised her long legs.
"Uh, Kari?" Yolei held the hem of the chinese-style short-sleeved top between her thumb and forefinger. "Isn't this a little short?"
Kari smiled. "It's supposed to be like that Yolei."
"I know," Yolei replied. "But I'd feel more comfortable if my stomach -wasn't- showing." She tried to tug the top down the extra inch it needed to reach the waistline of the skirt.
"Why don't we just get you something to wear under it? You usually wear your clothes like that anyway."
Kari ran to a nearby clothing rack. "Something lighter..."she murmured to herself. She selected a spring green skivvy, handed it to Yolei, and pushed her back into the cubicle. Kari heard the momentary rustle of clothing, and then an exclaimed, "Much better!" at which she chuckled. Shortly, Yolei came out of the changing room, clad once more in her normal clothing. "Come on, let's pay for these and get out of here!"
"Do you need to get shoes?" Kari asked as they walked out of the store, Yolei carrying her new purchases.
"No, I've already got a pair of black ones at home."
"I hope they're not heels or platforms. You're the perfect height already. Or the perfect height in relation to Ken, anyway."
Yolei blushed faintly at Kari's last comment. "Hah!" she scoffed. "Dancing in heels or platforms? With my co-ordination? I'd prefer not to fall and break my neck at graduation thanks. That'd mean more than half my life -wasted- preparing for a future that will never come!"
Kari permitted herself a small chuckle. "It's good to see someone has sense. I'll bet you that more than half the girls in our class will be silly enough to wear shoes like that, though."
"Bimbos," Yolei muttered.
Kari laughed. "Come on, we'd better head for home. It's getting late."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Btw, anyone who doesn't know, "skivvies" are what are more commonly known as "turtlenecks".
So, how was it? I must confess, I didn't really like breaking scenes so much, but I didn't know what else to do, so please forgive. You know the drill, R+R! Until next time, my loyal readers!
God Bless,
YT
WOAH!!! SEVENTH CHAPTER!!! Isn't this exciting? Well, I'm excited, anyway. I've been thinking that maybe ten chapters won't be enough. We'll see. Anyway, thanks for all your great reviews! I love reviews. And I LOVE all you people for reviewing! ^_^ (To the person who commented that I'd obviously put a lot of work into this story...-_-;; Thanks for the thought, but uh...*looks guilty* I don't actually put much work into this at all. Come to think of it I don't think I put much work into anything, which is probably why everything I do is a load of crap. ^_^ [not fishing for compliments, so sorry if it appears to be that way.] This is basically one of those little hobbies, which explains why I take so long to update. I'M SO SORRY!!!)
Anyways, just wondering, do any other authors have a particular type of music they like to listen to while they write? I seem to have listened to A1's "Make it Good" (album) an awful lot. (Sad, aren't I?) Okay, now that I've put most of you off, let's get on with the story! ^_^
Note: The purpose of this entire chapter was to display my dislike for Yolei wearing purple. (which explains the total lack of plot.) I think it would clash with her hair REALLY BADLY and got irrationally annoyed because a lot of people seem to think she would look good in purple. (So sorry to all you people who dress Yolei in purple in your stories! I'm sure she does look good and it's just my stuffed taste!)
By the way, I seem to recall that in a previous chapter I had the nerve to suggest that TK had become better looking than his brother. I REPENT!!! NO ONE COULD BEAT MATT FOR LOOKS!!! I'M SORRY!!!
SAVE THE LAST DANCE CH 7
Kari stumbled down the corridor. "Another night spent thinking about TK," she thought blearily. "Unrequited love is -definately- not healthy." She was about to walk into the classroom when she remembered that they were supposed to meet in the hall. She smacked her forehead with her palm.
"So you forgot too, huh?"
Kari looked up and almost collided with TK's chin.
"Careful there," TK said, putting his hands on her upper arms to steady her.
"Sorry," Kari mumbled sleepily.
"Another sleepless night, eh?" TK asked, chuckling at Kari's surprised look. "Yeah, I remembered." The look on his face became concerned. "That's two nights in row. You've never had sleeping problems before. What's so bad that you'd lose sleep over it?"
Kari eyes were downcast. "Nothing."
"Must be a pretty bad nothing to keep you awake."
TK frowned, about to say more, but thought better of it. He smiled again. "I mean, aren't you related to the legendary Tai, famous for his ability to sleep through anything and everything?" he joked.
"Anything and everything except the smell of food!" Kari said, returning his smile, grateful for the change of subject. "Not Mum's cooking though," she added, wrinkling her nose.
TK laughed. "Come on sleepyhead, let's head down to the hall and pretend we meant to go there all along."
"Great idea. Us? Go to the classroom instead of the hall? Never..."
And laughing, the headed down together, TK's arm around Kari's shoulders.
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"Well class," Ms Kinomoto said, clapping her hands. "Our last dance lesson together. Let's make it a good one. I think most of you got the idea last lesson, so just keep it up and you'll be fine. And I think we'll shorten this lesson, you all deserve a break. This means that the girls without partners will just have to miss out. I'm sorry. Maybe you could pair up with each other?" She met the affronted looks of the girls in question. "Just a suggestion. Enough blabbering, let's get started!"
TK took Kari's hand. "You heard her," he said, grinning. "Let's get started!" Kari smiled and allowed herself to be led to a clear space. As they passed the two girls who were gossipping the previous day, Kari heard one say,"He's just dancing with her to make up for the fact that he won't be dancing with her tomorrow night."
"Don't pay any attention to them, they're just jealous," Yolei's voice echoed in Kari's head. To the complete bafflement of the girls, she smiled and walked past without a glance.
The music started and the couples began to dance. Once again, Kari watched the room over TK's shoulder. She noticed Mandy's sour look, but chose to ignore it. Ken and Yolei were dancing together, both blushing profusely. Davis, surprisingly, was dancing beautifully --though not quite as beautifully as TK-- with a pretty blonde girl Kari recognised from her English class. She surveyed the other couples, the teacher, and the decorations. Remembering something, she smiled to herself and laid her head on the shoulder she had been looking over. "Old habits die hard," she whispered into TK's ear, and was rewarded with his answering chuckle.
Ms Kinomoto looked at her watch. "Ten minutes left," she commented to no one in particular. "I think it's about time." She turned the music off and waited until all the students were looking her way. "You've been working very hard lately, with the dancing and the preparations for the dance." She inserted a new CD into the player and pushed the 'play' button. A fast-paced Teenage Wolves song blared from the speakers. "You need to relax," she said smilingly, raising her voice to be heard over the music. "Go on, have some fun!"
The students cheered and started dancing. Yolei got a very shy Ken to loosen up by seizing his hands and spinning him around, and Davis pounded on his air guitar. Kari and TK boogied, both laughing. Mandy started to make her way across the room to TK, unnoticed by everyone. Except Yolei. Yolei slowed her frenzied spinning and dropped Ken's hands.
"What's wrong?" Ken asked, already missing the feel of Yolei's warm hands on his own.
"Mandy," Yolei hissed, eyes narrowed. Ken followed her gaze.
"She's the girl who always tries to dance with TK-- Oh!" Ken murmured, realisation dawning.
"I have an idea," Yolei muttered conspiratorially, grabbing Ken's hand and dragging him across to where Davis was still strumming his air guitar.
"Davis!" Yolei whispered a hastily formed plan into his ear. A slow grin spread across Davis' face.
"I'm in!"
Mandy danced her way up to TK and Kari. With a sly look at Kari, she moved closer and closer to TK.
"TK, Kari," she drawled. "May I cut--"
"Congo line!" Davis bellowed, followed closely by Yolei and Ken, the beginnings of said congo line. They cut in, effectively separating Mandy from TK and Kari.
"Join in, guys!" Yolei yelled. Grinning, TK placed Kari's hands on his hips and placed his own on Ken's.
"All joined?" Davis asked. "Let's go!"
And, laughing, the group danced around the room, picking up additions to their line as they went.
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"Ok class," Ms Kinomoto said, pushing the 'stop' button and turning to face her breathless students. "That was it. The last class is over. Thankyou for a wonderful three days, and I wish you all the best for your dance."
The students clapped, cheered and whistled their appreciation.
"Ms Kinomoto," the head of the dance committee began, struggling to make herself heard over all the noise her fellow students were making that, though fading, was still loud. She waited for the noise to completely die down before continuing. "We would like to thank -you- for coming and teaching us how to dance. You've been a great teacher and we're very grateful for all your patience." She raised her voice. "Aren't we, guys?"
She was answered by an even louder round of clapping, cheers and whistles.
"Oh, go on, get out of here!" Ms Kinomoto said, cheeks pink, clearly embarrassed.
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"So will you help me?"
"Help you with what, Davis?" Yolei asked him, setting a box of plastic cups on the table marked "Drinks".
"My noodle cart."
"Your -what-?"
"Why does everyone say that?"
Yolei frowned. "So you're opening a noodle cart at the dance?"
"Yes. More like a noodle stand, actually."
"And you got permission?" Yolei asked incredulously.
"Yeah. But I need another person to help."
Yolei opened her mouth to speak.
"It will be closed for the last dance, of course," Davis added quickly.
"No."
"Aw, c'mon, Yolei. I helped you with the TK and Kari schemes, didn't I?"
"So you're telling me you didn't want them to get together?"
"Aw, please, Yolei." Davis gave her a pleading look.
Yolei sighed. "Oh, alright. I'll help you. Do I get paid?"
"Third of the profit."
"A third?"
"I cover the cost of the raw materials."
"Oh, ok."
Yolei spotted Kari carrying a heavy-looking crate of drinks. She waved frantically. "Hey Kari! Over here!"
Seeing her friend, Kari smiled, made a motion as if to wave back-- and almost dropped her crate.
"Steady there!" Another set of hands grabbed the crate, preventing it from falling.
"Thanks," Kari gasped breathlessly. She looked up. "TK!"
"You were expecting my evil twin, perhaps?"
She smiled. His grin was infectious.
"Here," he said, taking the crate. "I'll take this for you. Where do you want it?"
"Over on that table. Thanks a bunch, TK."
"What are friends for, but to do your slave labour for you?"
"To do all my other dirty work?" Kari asked hopefully.
"You wish."
They looked at each other and laughed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The bell rang, announcing the end of the school day. With a cheer, all the students began to file out of the hall.
"Kari!" Yolei ran up to her friend.
"Hey Yolei! What's up?" Kari turned.
"You're going home now, right?"
"Yeah..."
"Are you doing anything this afternoon?"
"No, not really. Why?"
"Would you come with me to, uh, look for a dress?"
"Sure! I already said I'd come, didn't I? I'd be happy to help."
Yolei smiled at Kari gratefully. "Thanks, Kari."
"Anytime."
"So, do you want to go home first and then meet outside the mall later?"
"Sounds good to me."
"Ok, that's settled. I'll see you in a bit then!"
"See ya!
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"Yolei!" Kari waved as she reached her friend.
"Hey, Kari!" Yolei got up from her seat on a bench near the mall entrance.
"Sorry I kept you waiting, my mum decided that it was the perfect time to start experimenting in the kitchen, and I had to help put out a few small fires."
"No change there, eh? And don't worry about it, I just got here a few minutes ago myself."
"Shall we go in?"
"Great idea."
"So," Kari said, looking around at the multitude of clothing stores. "Where do we go first?"
"You're asking me?" Yolei exclaimed. "Me, who wouldn't know what fashion was if it hit me in the face?"
"Don't be so hard on yourself, Yolei. You've got a great taste in clothing."
Yolei suddenly started to cough. Kari chose to ignore her.
"Hmm...Well, why don't we go to one of the smaller stores?" she suggested. "I've heard awful things about some of the big brands and I don't think their style would suit you anyway."
"Sounds good to me."
They stopped in front of a decent-looking store.
"How about this place?" Kari asked her friend.
"We have to start somewhere, I suppose," Yolei sighed.
"How about this?" Kari asked a few stores later. She held up a small purple shirt.
"I don't wear purple for a reason, Kari. It clashes with my hair. And that shirt is way too formal anyway."
"Good point," Kari conceded, hanging the shirt on the rack she took it from. "Your hair is a really nice colour, we need something that enhances it..." She inspected Yolei's hair critically. "I'm thinking pale pink, pale yellow or green. And since you wear pink and yellow a lot already, how about green?"
"As long as it doesn't make me look like a walking nature exhibit I'm fine."
Kari, shaking her head, wandered over to the next few racks with a small smile of amusement on her face. A certain item of clothing caught her eye. "Hey Yolei!" she called, waving her friend over. "What do you think?"
Yolei regarded Kari's find. She smiled. "I like it. I'll go try it on."
Kari leaned against the cubicle door, waiting for Yolei to come out. The door opened and Yolei stepped out, looking slightly embarrassed. Kari smiled. Clad in a top-and-skirt set of brilliant green, her friend looked stunning. The green was just the right colour, and skirt that stopped about an inch above her knees emphasised her long legs.
"Uh, Kari?" Yolei held the hem of the chinese-style short-sleeved top between her thumb and forefinger. "Isn't this a little short?"
Kari smiled. "It's supposed to be like that Yolei."
"I know," Yolei replied. "But I'd feel more comfortable if my stomach -wasn't- showing." She tried to tug the top down the extra inch it needed to reach the waistline of the skirt.
"Why don't we just get you something to wear under it? You usually wear your clothes like that anyway."
Kari ran to a nearby clothing rack. "Something lighter..."she murmured to herself. She selected a spring green skivvy, handed it to Yolei, and pushed her back into the cubicle. Kari heard the momentary rustle of clothing, and then an exclaimed, "Much better!" at which she chuckled. Shortly, Yolei came out of the changing room, clad once more in her normal clothing. "Come on, let's pay for these and get out of here!"
"Do you need to get shoes?" Kari asked as they walked out of the store, Yolei carrying her new purchases.
"No, I've already got a pair of black ones at home."
"I hope they're not heels or platforms. You're the perfect height already. Or the perfect height in relation to Ken, anyway."
Yolei blushed faintly at Kari's last comment. "Hah!" she scoffed. "Dancing in heels or platforms? With my co-ordination? I'd prefer not to fall and break my neck at graduation thanks. That'd mean more than half my life -wasted- preparing for a future that will never come!"
Kari permitted herself a small chuckle. "It's good to see someone has sense. I'll bet you that more than half the girls in our class will be silly enough to wear shoes like that, though."
"Bimbos," Yolei muttered.
Kari laughed. "Come on, we'd better head for home. It's getting late."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Btw, anyone who doesn't know, "skivvies" are what are more commonly known as "turtlenecks".
So, how was it? I must confess, I didn't really like breaking scenes so much, but I didn't know what else to do, so please forgive. You know the drill, R+R! Until next time, my loyal readers!
God Bless,
YT