Chapter 12 :3 Holy crap, we're on chapter 12 already?! Holy poop xD
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Natasha sat in the car, drumming her fingers on the steering wheel. Sarah was taking forever. Natasha couldn't believe that she had agreed to go shopping with her. She barley even liked Sarah.
Okay, so its not that Natasha disliked Sarah, she disliked the way she came in here and just took over. Natasha was the Alpha Female and Sarah came in, took over and everyone forgot about Natasha. she was so used to being the only girl in the pack of guys, that now because another girl was around, Tony's daughter or not, Natasha couldn't help but feel slightly jealous of her. Sarah was pretty, musically inclined, a genius, and was rich. Sure, Natasha was a spy and part of the avengers, but she technically couldn't tell anyone, so it didn't feel like a viable reason to not be jealous of Sarah.
Just then Sarah opened up the car door. Natasha looked up from her thinking and took in Sarah's plain outfit. She had her hair straightened out, like she was going somewhere important, but was wearing an old band shirt, that Natasha highly suspected she took from Tony, and jeans. She was wearing very little make-up if any at all. Sarah could easily pull of the natural look, and it sparked some of Natasha's jealously again.
Natasha continued to look at her face, trying to see a little bit of Tony in her. It was hard, Sarah was almost the spitting image of Pepper, but there was little bits of Tony in her. The most prominent feature of hers that was also Tonys was her eyes. Sit them side by side and even a stranger might be able to guess that they were, at the least, related. They were both a very deep chocolaty brown, yet there was a lightness, a playfulness that was very prominent in both of them. Other then the eyes, only her personality had matched Tony's and you could only tell that if you knew them both. In fact, their personalities were so alike that it didn't surprise Natasha that they fought all the time. Their personalities and determination caused them to butt heads.
"You ready?" Sarah asked, pulling Natasha from her thoughts. Natasha nodded.
"What kinda of dress do you want?" Natasha asked "Some stores are better for short dresses and some are better for long, some have really good ball gowns, and some have some really good sexier dresses."
Sarah laughed at the last option. "I'm not sure how much Tony would like that" she said, imagining his reaction if she showed up in a sexy little dress. She was picturing a public lecture and steam coming from his ears and the mental picture made her laugh.
"So you want a nun dress then?" Natasha asked, raising an eye brow. If it was Natasha, she would be trying to infuriate Tony.
"Of course not! I'd love to see his reaction when I show up in a sexy little cocktail dress." she laughed again.
Natasha nodded, Good. Natasha thought, She like infuriating Tony. Though, she laughed too much for Natasha's liking. Too damn perky. Just like Tony. Maybe she was more like Tony then she thought.
Natasha knew the perfect little boutique where Sarah would be able to find a nice little dress. Natasha really hoped that Sarah wasn't one of those girls who needed to find the perfect dress, but was one who settled on the first dress she tried on.
When they got to the boutique, called el Amor, Sarah immediately walked in and began pulling random dresses, no matter color, shape, or style. Just to see exactly what they have.
Natasha started looking through the racks. "Sarah," she called over the racks. "What size do you need? A four?" Natasha guessed. Sarah had a teeny waist, she couldn't be any bigger then a four.
"Oh god no." Sarah replied "I need like a seven or an eight." she replied.
Natasha looked at her and decided that Sarah was not giving her enough credit. "Here," she said handing Sarah a silver dress "Just try it on."
Sarah took it and four other dresses into the dressing room. She picked up the first dress, a plain red dress that came about to Sarah's knees. She walked out of the dressing room. Natasha looked at her for a second, debating the dress before asking "What size is it?"
"Umm.. A seven." she said, looking sheepish.
Natasha rolled her eyes and replied "Try on the dress I gave you."
Sarah was about to protest when Natasha held her hand up to stop her "Just do it. I do not honesty believe that you are a size 7. Try it on and if it doesn't fit then I'll believe you. But I bet it will."
She walked back into the dressing room and took off the red dress. She looked at the dress Natasha had given her. She didn't think it would fit her, but pulled it on anyways. To her shock it fit her.
She came out the dressing room and looked at the three-way mirror set up right outside. The dress looked fantastic on her. Accenting her in all the right places. The dress was spaghetti-strapped, and had a sweet heart neckline. The top was black with silver rhinestones on it, and the skirt, which ended mid-thigh, started very silvery at the top, and slowly faded into a light black.
Natasha walked over to her, "See I told you it would fit."
Sarah was still in awe at how well this dress made her look. She just nodded at Natasha, then replied "You really think it looks good on me?"
"No," Natasha answered, "I want you to look terrible so I am the best dressed girl there." Sarah could detect the sarcasm in her voice. Or at least she hoped it was sarcasm. She knew Natasha didn't like her, but she seemed to be being nicer, so she guessed it was sarcasm.
"I think I'm going to get it." Sarah said. She went back into the dressing room, pulled the dress off and put back on her jeans and Aerosmith band shirt, that she did, in fact, steal from Tony. He wouldn't miss it.
She walked out and put the other four dresses on the rack. She went to the counter and went to pay for the dress. When she got up to the counter, the girl who was working the cash register started to stare at her.
"Um.. Yes? Can I help you?" Sarah asked
"Your Sarah Sttop!" The girl yelled, and Sarah practically leaped over the counter and slapped a hand over the girls mouth.
"Shhhhh... Just ring out the dress and don't talk. You understand?" the girl nodded "One sound that might cause people to look over at us and I will ring my self out. Got it?" the girl nodded again, Sarah slowly removed her hand, while Natasha tried not to laugh at how Sarah was acting. If this was Tony, he would be embracing the fact that this girl knew who he was. They were slightly different in some other ways. Sarah hated the spotlight, while Tony lived in it. Though, Natasha thought, That may be because he was always trying to get the spot light as a kid, while Sarah wasn't. Pepper wouldn't have allowed it.
Sarah used her credit card to pay for the dress and then asked the girl "Now.. If anyone asks, did you see me?" the girl shook her head no.
"Good." she then picked up her dress and walked out the store backwards with her finger to her lips going "Shhhhhh..." the whole way out. Natasha was so completely wrong about Sarah. Sarah loved the spot light, but in her terms. Sarah wanted it on her, but she didn't want it on her because it was forced. She wanted to be the to, per say, turn it on. She was theatrical, and out-going, but she wanted people to see her for her, not for what the tabloids said.
Natasha followed Sarah out the door and into the car. "What was that all about?" Natasha asked, even though she had mostly figured Sarah out. Her spy training had made her a master at reading personalities.
"Ehh... Just having some fun with the common folk" Sarah said shrugging. Natasha looked at her and they both started laughing.
"You ready to head back?" Natasha asked. Sarah had also found shoes and some jewelry at the boutique.
"Yeah sure" Sarah said, and they headed back to the Tower.
Who knew Sarah was so theatrical? Oh wait.. I did xD Next chapter will be probably be skipped ahead a couple days to the benefit. Crazy shit is happening there. So be ready. Anyways, All reviews are loved :D
I shall have a picture of Sarah's dress on my profile ASAP.