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I ran my fingers through my knotty hair and sighed.
What have I done?
Ever since I told Austin I was 'rich'…the whole fucking school knows now.
God, they actually think I'm rich. I've screwed up. How can people believe that I'm rich, it's totally unbelievable.
I looked up at Paul's store and pulled the hood of my jacket over my head and walked in. I made my way over to the desk and pulled my hood off.
"Ally? what's wrong?" Paul asked as he jumped over the desk and ran to me.
I smiled "I- I need your help, Paul. I need clothes…please?" I asked, looking down to the floor.
He laughed "I told you, you don't need to worry about asking! Now what's the occasion? Wedding? Birthday?" he asked as he led me to the back room.
I gulped "Actually, it's a boy. He's new and I really like him. I just want him to like me back" I mumbled quietly.
He raised a brow at me. "Then we'll make you look like a princess!" he yelled in a childish voice.
I giggled "Thanks Paul, you're seriously the best" I gave him a tight hug and pulled away, smiling.
He chuckled "C'mon, I have so many outfits for you to try on" he took my hand and looked around.
I stood there while he put on a white floral skirt onto the huge pile of clothes into my hand. I sighed as I tried to maintain my balance with the heavy pile of clothes I was holding.
"Dude, I think that's enough" I yelled. He laughed and threw a shirt onto the pile.
"Go! Try it all on" he pushed me towards the change rooms.
I turned around "It'll take me hours to try all this on" I argued.
He rolled his eyes. "Sue, help her out" he yelled while walking back to the desk.
A tall woman appeared, her lips coated in a bright pink lipstick. She smiled showing off her belched teeth.
"Hello darling. How can I help you?" she asked.
I smiled back politely.
"Well, there's this guy-" she cut me off.
"Say no more. You go and try on and all tell you what looks good and what doesn't" she guided me into the locker and shut the door behind me.
I sighed and looked all th pile.
Dresses, skirts, low-cut shirts?! This isn't me. I took off my shirt and jeans and put on a knee-length baby pink dress with a light brown belt. I picked up some brown sandals with a 2 inch heel and scoffed. I quickly put them on and walked out of the change room.
Sue squealed and jumped up from her seat. "You look so cute. Such the little woman, defiantly yes" she squealed.
I turned to look at myself in the mirror and my eyes widened. "wow, I look…different. A good different" I mumbled to myself.
I picked up the ends of the dress with my hands and spun around in a circle.
"You look beautiful, Honey" Sue said resting her hands on my shoulders.
I smiled and ran back in the room and quickly changed to the next outfit.
I put the last item of clothing into a bag.
I took a deep breath and turned to sue. "Thanks for all the help!" I said with a smile.
She nodded and took 3 of the many bags I was carrying. We walked up to Paul.
"How did it go?" he asked looking at me.
I laughed and held two thumbs up. "Great, I have loads of new clothes. You're so the best I owe you big time!" I kissed his cheek and took the bags off Sue. I turned towards the door.
"Not so fast young lady" Paul said while running up to me. I frowned and looked at him.
"Here. It um, it was your mothers, I'm sorry I didn't give it to you sooner" he handed me a small box.
I placed my bags down and took the box. I ripped off the wrapping. "Oh my god!" I yelled as I took the present into my hand.
I smiled and studied it. It was a gold necklace in the shape of a heart with the words 'Never give up' engraved on it.
I gasped and hugged Paul tightly. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I yelled. He chuckled and ruffled my hair. I put the necklace back in its box and placed it into my pocket.
"No sweat. And don't worry about this boy. You'll steal his heart no matter what." he replied smiling brightly.
I nodded "Thanks again, Paul" I thanked him and left the store.
This is probably one of the first time's I've been excited to go to school. Finally I might not be invisible anymore.
I gripped the bags tighter as I reached my house. I walked to the back and dropped the bags.
"What the hell!" I screamed as I looked at the side of the house. The words 'You should have died too whore' were spray painted on the wall.
I screamed as something smashed inside the house.
Shit, someone's in my house. Oh fuck, what do I do?
I picked up the bags and slowly made my way into the house. "H-hello?" I called out as I entered.
I was acting like the stupid blonde girl in a horror movie. It's not like if I shout 'hello', whoever's in my house is gonna' answer like 'Hey, i'm just in the kitchen'
There was another smash and whispers. I felt my breathing quicken.
"Shit, shit, shit" I whispered to myself.
"Who's there?" I yelled, my voice echoing through the house.
I dropped the bags carefully and began to walk into the kitchen. I stopped as I heard voices.
"I fuckin' heard her man!" a voice hissed.
"She's not here you idiot" another voice hissed back.
I walked a step further and placed a hand over my mouth to cover my breathing.
"Hurry up. We need to get out, now!" the first voice yelled.
"Fuck off man. This bitch ruined my life and I'll get her back, no matter what" the second voice screamed.
I felt tears pricking my eyes from fear. I took a deep breath and built up my confidence.
"Get out of my house!" I screamed. There was another loud crash.
"Shit! Out, get out, get the fuck out. Move your fat ass you fat bastard" the second voice yelled.
There was another loud crash then silence. I let out a breath and walked into the kitchen. The window was broken, glass everywhere and more words were spray painted. Stuff like;
'watch your back, bitch'
'roses are red violets are blue. Ally Dawson I will fucking kill you'
'You better start running, we're coming'
I leant my back against the wall and slid down until I reached the floor, I let the tears flow from my eyes.
"Why me" I whispered into the nothingness that is my house.
