New Beginnings
Chapter 7
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Emma sat down with Courtney, Jenna and Allie in the back of the room.
"We always call him Mr. Graffiti," Courtney explained. "Because his name is Grefeed and they sound alike. We even call him that to his face and he doesn't care."
They kept talking, and Courtney gave Emma some fashion up-to-date magazines to look through.
"Anything that you like but your parents won't let you get," Courtney started. "Tell me because my parents will get them for you." Emma started to look through the magazines. She immediately saw something she liked. It was a light pink tube top that said angel and had wings and a halo, but on the other side it was red and said devil with horns and a pitch fork. She knew her parents wouldn't let her get it though, so she asked Courtney.
"Of course my parents will get it for you! They really won't mind."
Emma continued looking. She saw a lot of things she liked, but she passed some of them up because she knew her parents wouldn't let her get them, and she didn't want to have to ask Courtney for too much. In the end she ended up asking Courtney for the tube top, a really short denim mini skirt, a pair of short Soffe shorts that said "I hate you" on the back, and a black tube top that says "do i luk like i care" in pink letters. Her parents never let her get any tube tops. She was going to ask her parents for a baby blue not-teeny not-long mini skirt, a set of spaghetti strap tops in baby blue, baby pink, and white that said cheer in the corner, and a pair of floaties. She had had floaties in New York, but they were way to small because she never got to wear them, and they were from years ago, and they were all ripped and covered with floatie band aids.
"Kay, Courtney, I picked. Are you sure you want your parents to get this for me?"
"She's positive," Allie said. "She just went to the bathroom to put on new make-up and fix her hair."
"Okay. So, what were you guys talking about?"
"Well," Jenna started. "Courtney told us to ask you this. Can we come over to your house Saturday and sleep over? You're not really one of us 'till we do."
"Yeah, sure. I'll call my mom and ask her now." Just then Courtney came in.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" she asked.
"Emma's just calling her mom too see if the sleepover date is okay."
"Hi, mom? Yeah, it's Emma. I wanted to know if three of my friends could sleep over Saturday. They are! Uch! Well, I guess it's okay. Bye."
She said that you guys can come over, but my aunt, uncle and their kids are coming. So are two family friends," Emma told them.
"That's great! We'd love to meet them too," Courtney said.
"Girls, detention is over. Get out!"
"You're right," Emma said to Courtney as they left the room. "Detention isn't that bad.