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Singing to Play's Cinderella, Mimi bopped her head two and fore with the beat. She didn't care if people were looking at her, she was really, really enjoying herself. Aside from shopping, homework, and keeping in contact with people, Mimi was bored, moody, and temperamental. All morning longer, she had been dancing to Pop song in her underwear, and now she needed to buy more food to sustain herself for the next week; thus her being out of the house. She wanted ice-cream, pepper, pickles, and coffee aside from the regular, but it didn't matter since she would be blowing out about one-hundred and fifty dollars on this, and probably an extra hundred when she decides to buy that Xbox to go along with the PS2 she brought with her.
Hitting back on her Jeep Liberty CD player, Mimi laughed as Play's Cinderella came back on. Sighing to herself, Mimi considered what she wanted to do for the rest of the day; it was a choice of reading ahead, shopping or taking another tour of the city. She had to get enough pictures to send home, but she wanted pictures with her friends, which she would need to wait till next Saturday to do, but still. The only thing she had to look for was Ken and Daisuke's match on Sunday, and going out with Taichi come Saturday, so there was nothing really to do on Friday; maybe she should buy some roller blades to practices with or a bike to ride up some hiding tracks for even better photos.
Her train of thought was interrupted by the sight of blonde hair dreamy nightmarish boy. Freezing, held her breathe in anxiety. He doesn't seem me, he doesn't see me, he doesn't see me! The thoughts kept bouncing her he now empty head, and she tried to calm down at the sight of Yamato. Stopping at the light, Mimi hissed fighting the urge to drive threw the red light and threw the person in front of her. Shit.
Yamato didn't look like he aged at all, his hair was still messy but now gelled neatly…sort of. I'll make a mental note to tease him about it come Saturday. Course, she could of done which out the sight of Yamato and Sor arm in arm…no she couldn't. That was bad thinking! Sora was her friends and she deserved to be happy even more then she did.
Shaking away the thought, she watched Yamato and Sora walk across the street with three others following, Yamato throwing some comments back at them.
Sighing at the sight, Mimi remember vividly what it felt like having Remy hold her tightly when they were out together and how he would continuously get upset when his friends who tease her…she missed him, more then she would care to admit; but everything was already said and done, she couldn't take back what she felt now and felt then. Sighing, Mimi took out the CD, and placed in her Nickelback CD. Switching to track 5, she sat back as she listened to Savin Me.
Closing her eyes, before driving off as the light turned green, Mimi let out a low and long sigh.
Great, now I'm a little depressed.