"But I've got a training session in like half an hour," Amara protested watching the cars fly by.
"Would you rather go to some training session, mope about what ever it is you're currently moping about, or go have some fun for a while? Don't worry, I'll cover things with Xavier," Ali added flashing Amara a smile as if she didn't have a care in the world.
I wish I could be more like her, Amara thought sadly thinking about how maybe she was too shy and too much of a goody for Tabitha.
"I'd rather not go home I guess," she answered truthfully knowing even if Tabitha wasn't there, she'd still be there in a way, with all her stuff, her attitude that seemed to penetrate through every part of the house.
"Exactly my point, Amara," Ali answered as she slid into a parking spot at the mall laughing as some middle aged women glared at her and shook their heads in disgust. Amara had to laugh softly as her and Ali climbed out of the car.
"There doors don't work, so we'll have to get out the cool way," Ali yelled as if she was at a rock concert and not in the middle of a jam packed parking lot. Amara's smile widened as they walked into the mall and Ali didn't lead her to the stores her and Tabitha had shopped at. Instead Ali lead her to a different music store with large windows, black painted walls with band names Amara had never heard of spray painted in silver paint.
"Wow, I didn't know this place existed."
"Most people don't, only cool girls like us getta hang here," Ali stated walking over to a large CD display and glancing at the latest releases. Amara followed her, still looking around and reading the band names. After reading a few, her neck started hurting a little and she flipped through some of the CDs knowing she wouldn't recognize any of the artists, but then something caught her eye.
"Hey, Ali, you kinda look like this girl," she called holding up a CD.
"Really, let me guess, the band's name is "Dazzler?" Amara nodded.
"How'd you know that?"
"Simple, that girl doesn't just look like me, she was me, about two years ago," Ali stated taking the CD from Amara's hand and nodding. "Yup, I didn't have my lip pierced yet."
"Wait, you're in a band!"
"That's why I'm in town, doing a concert next week, I didn't want to tell you because then you'd only like me because I'm famous,"
"Ali, that's silly, I like you for you," Amara giggled blinking as she noticed for the first time that her new friend was pretty.