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Ramsey ran his fingers through the shopping rack searching for something wearable. He couldn't really find anything he liked. That and he was at that stage where he didn't exactly fit a size, medium could end up too big and small would be too small. He shrugged. "I can't find anything Casey." Ramsey felt defeated. The stuff he had at home was what he liked, what he was comfortable wearing, but there was no way in hell he was going back there soon.
"Maybe you're looking in the wrong places, Ramsey" She answered, in an optimistic. Casey had always tried to look for the positive side of things, even when it wasn't that easy. She turned to Ashleigh who was attempting to shop for herself, nearly half way across the store.
"Ashleigh!" Casey yelled halfway across the store to her best friend.
"I'm here!" Ashleigh replied raising her hand but still looking at the piece of clothing on the rack. She didn't move over to Casey as she was way too focused on the red dress on the rack to talk with her.
"What do you think his colour is?" Casey asked, still screaming halfway across the store at Ashleigh who was still focused on the dress.
Ashleigh looked up, to Casey who was quite a way away, gesturing to Ramsey. She began to walk over, leaving the dress on the rack, she figured helping the youth of America would be a better use of her time. Even if it was just through her incredible fashion sense. "Hmm" She said looking Ramsey up and down. "He's a green, along with some blue"
"Exactly what I was thinking!" Casey said excitedly at the coincidence. As she began to look around at the racks, she turned to Ramsey. "Green's okay, right?"
"Yeah, it's fine" Ramsey stated, he figured he couldn't exactly shout out 'No, green sucks.' as Casey was doing him a favor. Casey nodded and kept shuffling through the clothing racks.
"So how much clothing do you need Ramsey?" Casey asked turning back to Ramsey.
"I dunno, maybe like three days worth or something?" He said, unsurely. "Evan will probably be going over there soon, he told me he wants to have 'a talk' with my mom and dad" Ramsey appreciated Evan sticking up for him, but he knew that when he found out the truth he would probably gravitate over to their parent's side of the argument.
"Okay, that still means we've got quite a bit of work to do" Casey declared, turning back to the rack again. "What about this?" she asked pulling out a striped light green shirt from the clothing rack, holding it up to Ramsey's body to see how it would fit.
"Oh my God!" Ashleigh squealed in delight. "The colour totally fits him!"
"Don't you think I'll look like a traffic light?" Ramsey asked sarcastically, looking down at the shirt and then up at Casey and Ashleigh. He thought the shirt was a little too bright for him as the last thing he wanted was to be getting noticed.
"Is that a no?" Casey asked pulling the shirt away from Ramsey. She knew this wouldn't exactly be a walk in the park. Ramsey was a teenage boy after all and teenage boys could be picky. "Do you want a darker colour?"
"Yeah, I'm not really all for wearing bright colours" He replied shyly. Ramsey didn't really care whether the colour looked good on him. He'd rather wear a darker colour and be able to slip by unnoticed by people.
"That's fine." Casey answered, placing the t-shirt back on the rack, and rifling through it once more, searching for something Ramsey would find wearable. She watched as Ashleigh began to drift to the other side of the store again, she didn't stop her though, she was focused on helping Ramsey.
Casey pulled out another t-shirt, this one was blue. She held it to Ramsey. "What do you think about this one?"
Ramsey glanced down at the shirt. "I think it's good." Sure a blue t-shirt was basic, but that was kind of his style, he didn't like dressing in ways that would draw attention to him, and he didn't like to be uncomfortable in what he was wearing. A basic blue t-shirt did him just fine.
"Great" Casey answered taking the shirt away and draping it over her arm. She began to look through the rack again. "So when are you planning to tell Evan?" Casey hadn't meant to say that, it just kind of came out like word vomit. She really didn't want to keep nagging Ramsey about it, but this was serious, he really had to tell Evan. Besides, she hadn't even brought it up for the past two hours.
"Soon" Ramsey said way before thinking. How exactly was he supposed to tell Evan? He thought to himself. He was trying to put it aside for as long as he could, but he figured that Evan would rather hear it from him, rather than their parents.
"Really?" Casey asked, she couldn't tell if Ramsey was just saying that to get her off his back.
"I don't really want to though," Ramsey started. "Do you think he'll be mad?"
"Not at you, at your parents, maybe" Casey said. She thought it was horrible for Mr. and Mrs. Chambers to have kicked their own son out for this reason. "It wasn't right for them to kick you out like they did"
Ramsey shrugged. He knew Evan was going to be expecting a reason sometime, "I guess I should tell him before he goes over there then."
"Well you don't want your parents to tell him, do you?"
Ramsey let out a loud exhale. "No." That would probably be worse. His parents would spin this web until every member of the family hated him for it. Well, they weren't that evil, but they definitely seemed like they could be.
"Then you've got to tell him."