wow, life has been crazy. new and ex boyfriends, dates, dances, designer purses galore for me. phew i'm taking a break from all the drama and writing a little bit more for you guys. enjoy!
Alicia stood staring at the mirror. Was she seeing things, or could she really not fit into size 3 jeans?
"Ehmygawd, what is happening to me?" She shrieked.
"Excuse me, miss, are you alright?" A small skinny salesclerk at Guess? asked, peeking through the curtains.
"Kristen?! Get over here!" Alicia screamed. The whole store turned to the dressing room, and muttered about how loud teenage girls are nowadays.
"Esta es mal…"
Kirsten came into the dressing room. Clothing was piled in her arms. "What do you want?"
"This doesn't fit me anymore, I'm not a fucking size 3. Ehmygawd, this isn't cool. What did I do to deserve this, God?!" Alicia screamed to the ceiling.
Silence.
"Alicia…"
"Shut up! I'm not done! I haven't been a bitch to any girl in like, a whole week. I've been nice to ugly girls in the new school, and I actually gave my mom a hug this morning when she made me breakfast. I tipped the guy at starbucks when I bought two croissants and a venti frappacino. I EVEN SMILED AT THE BITCH OF A LUNCH LADY WHEN I BOUGHT HER DISGUSTING BROWNIES AND CAKE!"
"Alicia…?"
"Ugh! I'm so disgusting!" Alicia pulled a box of cupcakes out of her purse and chucked it to the ground. She stomped on it as if there were live bugs inside the box.
She stood panting as Kristen stared in awe.
"I'll be outside looking at the obese people jeans," grunted Alicia.
"Yeah… uh, I think she has a little eating problem," Kristen muttered to herself.
"You're telling me, that this skirt doesn't come in a size 5? What kind of shithole is this place?" Alicia screeched.
The salesclerk began to stutter, "Miss, I… I don't know why, I don't order the stock here."
Kristen grabbed Alicia's arm and pulled her towards the door. "I'm incredibly sorry for her attitude… her, her mother just died," Kristen explained, as she tugged at Alicia's arm harder, making her way through the silent hall. People all around were staring at her, and Kristen didn't like this kind of attention.
"That's it Alicia, I'm going home."
"But, but no wait, wait, we barely started to go shopping!" Alicia stuttered. Chocolate cupcake was smeared around her mouth, as she stuffed her face with ho-ho's on the mall bench.
"You need to stop this, it's disgusting, pathetic, and stupid of you," Kristen pulled out her red Cherry Chocolate cell phone, and called her mother to pick them up.