Chapter 10

Saturday

A/n: Here's chapter 10. It's a chapter about Holly shopping with Juliet, enjoy. Oh and remember to review.

Yay! It's Saturday. Right now I'm sitting on the shuttle, rocketing towards Tara. It's great except for the fact, that I'm squished between two fat gnomes. One of which is swilling a rather large pitcher of what smelled like nettle beer. Ugh, this is going to be a long ride.

Twenty minutes later, I'm at Tara. A quick flash of my badge clears the way. I quickly look down at my outfit to make sure it doesn't look too bad. I'm wearing some black jeans that are tight on my legs and butt. My shirt is a green tanktop. On top of that tank top I am wearing an open gray vest that is long and flowy. My hair is down and I'm wearing the ring on my right ring finger. On my arm is a rather large black purse. It's much bigger than what I'd usually carry, but ... when in Rome.

After leaving Tara, I went behind the biggest tree that I could find. It was a large old oak. The branches crooked and leaning over from stress. But enough about that. Now, to change myself into a human. The ring itself was in a flowers shape. The petals are sharp and pointed, and it is embossed in jewels.

I pressed the center of the flower to turn it on. Now, the previously white diamonds were all different colors. Some were red, some were blue, and some were green. I had already chosen my look, so I just had to load it. After it loaded, I pushed the center button again. Then a strange sensation sweeped through my body. At first, it was like a splash of cool water on my face, and then it felt like feathers were tickling my body, inside and out.

I looked down at my body. It was lengthining. My skin was bubbling as it lightened, and my hair was changing texture and also lightening. It was an amazing sight, to watch your body completely change. Not that, I would tell that to Foaly.

Ten seconds later, I looked completely different. I was now incredibly tall. Not just tall for an elf, but I was also tall for a human. I stood at 5'7. My skin mas now tanned. My body was thin, but still; curvy. My eyes were large, and a piercing green color. My hair was long enough to touch my back. It was loose and wavy. I made it blond. When in Rome. In a way, I looked like a jumbo-sized Lili Frond. Ugh, I'm going to forget I ever thought that. We may be friends, but that doesn't mean I want to look like her.

Just then, a cab stopped on the little road running by my tree. Ahh, Foaly must have sent me a ride. Good, I thought I was going to have to walk. I quickly walked over to the taxi and climbed in the front seat.

"Hi." the man greeted. He looked to be in his early twenties. His brown hair was shaggy and reached the nape of his neck. His eyes were an electric blue, and from them I could tell he was stoned. Or maybe he wasn't. It could have just been how his eyes were. From his alertness, I believe this was the case.

"Hi," I smiled. I was a little shocked by my voice. It was now a low sultry sound. An alto that sounded more like a pur. It was the kind of voice that excited teenage fantasies. Coupled with my new fab body, I was a sex kitten. That idea made me feel just... purrfect.

"Hmm, you sure are hot!" he laughed, looking me up and down.

"Thanks," I couldn't help but grin. If only he could see the real me. That would be hilarious.

"Well, I was told to pick you up, but I have no idea where I'm going." he said.

"Um, the Dublin Mall." I said. "If it's not too far?"

"Naw, nothing's too far for me. Haha. I'll get you there." he laughed.

"I need to be there at 11:00,"

"No problem," he laughed speeding up a little. To tell you the truth, I think he was the type who thought there was no problem with anything. I glanced down at the clock. It was only 9:00.

The cab driver was quite a talker. For example, during our ride, I learned that his name was Craig Larabee. He lived in Dublin with his girlfriend, Dana, mother Diane, and his little sister Jenny. He just celebrated his twenty-second birthday. He has two sisters, both names are Shelley (19) and Jenny (16). He's driving a cab to finance his schooling. His favorite color is blue, and he is a leo. Oh, and he has a dog named Bruno.

Yeah, a lot right. It's not that he was that much of a talker. He tried to ask me about myself, but I distracted him with more questions. Thankfully, he didn't seem that smart. Well, he was smart, just not very quick to see distractions.

I almost didn't notice us pull up to the mall."Hey, we're here." he said.

"Thanks." I nodded. "How much do I owe you?"

"It's been covered." he said with a smile. "If you ever need a ride, call me." he said giving me a card. I smiled.

"You can count on it." I said as I closed the door.

Craig sped away out of the parking lot. And I looked up at the mall. It was huge. Maybe five stories with an underground parking lot. I would have gawked longer, but a beep from my finger told me it was 10:55. Goodness, where had the time gone? Knowing Juliet, she would be early.

Sure enough, as I entered the door, there stood Juliet Butler. She was facing the door tapping her feet impatiently. She looked right in my face, and dismissed me as soon as she glanced at me. Hmm, that made me realize: she didn't know what I looked like. This could be fun.

I walked up to her. "Excuse me?" I asked in my new sultry alto voice.

"Yes," Juliet said turning around to face me.

"Don't I know you?" I asked as though I didn't know.

"No. I don't think so." she said probably trying to match my face with one of her friends. I saw her glance towards the door, looking for me.

"Juliet Butler!"I exclaimed. "How could you forget me?"

"I'm sure I don't know you." she puffed. "And I'm tired of this, I'm meeting someone."

"At 11:00, right?" I asked craftily.

Juliet spun around to face me, alarm in her eyes. "How did you-?" And then I saw the comprehension dawn in her bright green eyes.

"Hey Juliet," I smiled.

"You rascal." she laughed, reaching out to hug me."You really had me going, I was gonna body slam you."

"As if you could." I grinned. Since she was Butler's sister, chances were she could.

"Love, the look." she grinned, again. "We could be sisters."

"That would give poor Butler a heart attack," I joked.

"True. Enough talk, time to shop."

"Ugh, don't remind me." I cringed. Shopping was not on my list of favorite things to do. But this would be worth it.

"Oh, come on." Juliet giggled dragging me, by the arm, to the first store. Rue 21. I suppose it may have the skinny jeans and emo shirts. We went inside and found the perfect jeans.

"Here you go," Juiet said handing me a folded piece of paper. I opened the paper and it only had four numbers on it.

"What is this?" I asked.

Juliet gave me a 'duh' look. "Arty's pants and shoe sizes. And shirt/neck."

"Oh, okay." I nodded. "Wow, talk about tall and thin." _ _ _ _

I found his size, and was going to get ten pairs in various colors, but she warned me off. "Those jeans are really nice." she began. "But we may find better." So, I only picked up two pairs. Both were black and skinny. The best part was that they weren't too skinny. Like in the story of the three elves: they were just right.

While in there I picked up two punk shirts. One was red with black checker-board spaces. I also picked up four black wristband. Two with chain, two without.

Soon enough we were out of that store. Surprisingly, the Dublin mall had an American Eagle. (A/n: probably not. So remember: Fiction,)

The American Eagle had the polos and I picked him up a blue and a green one. The blue would go perfectly with his eyes. Well, one of his eyes. I also found a black pair of regular jeans. They were on sale, so of course I bought them. Juliet, of course, offered her comments. She was a pretty good shopping partner. She was just very strict about buying too much in one store. I'm the type who gets all of her shopping done as quickly as possible. Juliet has to take her time, and if that means all day then so be it.

"We need to stop here." Juliet smiled pointing at a store called 'Lucky Clovers'. Hmm, I've never heard of this one before. Although, since we're in Dublin it should be expected. I glanced at the large, green sign. Hopefully, the inside wasn't as tacky.

Thankfully, it wasn't. Some of the stuff seemed to Arty's taste. But the store was still trendy. Juliet isn't one to stand around talking as she shops. She was all business (surprise, surprise).She immediately pulled me over to a rack full of jeans.

"See, these jeans are sooo much better." she said triumphantly. And, I have to admit that she was right. I pulled out a pair of dark blue jeans. They were thick, yet comfy feeling. They were a bit baggy, but I think they are good. I folded them over my arm and continued looking.

"OMG! Come here!" Juliet shouted from a little ways away.

"Why are you over, here?" I asked as I walked into the juniors department. Now let me clarify. I'm 100% that Juliet is still in juniors, but this shopping trip is exclusively for Arty. I don't mind her shopping for herself, but she's really easily ditracted. That's probably why she never went into body guarding.

"Look at this!" she squealed, holding up the tiniest miniskirt I've seen. It's black and would slightly flow from the body. Though, it would still leave little to the imagination.

"Umm,that's cute, but I don't think you can wear a zero." I laughed, trying to imagine the Juliet I know in an outfit like that.

"It's not for me silly. It's for you!" she smiled as my mouth dropped open, and my smiled disappeared. A skirt, as if. I never wear skirts. I'm not that type of girls. Give me pants any day.

"No way." I shook my head, folding my arms and preparing to stand my ground.

I expected Juliet to attack. To threaten to tell Arty about today, but she took a completely different approach. "Please, Holly, you never wear skirts." she begged.

"No." I pouted. There was no way in hell, she was getting me into that skirt. Without threats I held the power, I know I'm going to get my way.

"Arty will love you in it." she giggled. D'Arvit! She wasn't playing fair! No wonder she wasn't threatening. She doesn't have to, she's sure that I'm going to do it. So, I play my trump card.

"I can't wear a zero." I said. And, yes this was the best excuse that I had. "Usually, I wear a three or five in fairy size. Normal, you know?"

"Yes, but I have a theory about that." she said. "You're pretty small for humans, so a zero should be a perfect fit." She was probably right. I just growled, there was no way I was going to admit it.

"Just try it on," she begged, giving me the puppy dog eyes. I just shook my head. No amount of begging or puppy dog eyes were going to win me over this time.

"Pweeeeeease..." she continued begging. Juliet just kept holding the word out until she had to breathe. It was getting annoying. I'd do anything to shut her up, and I'm sure that was the point.

"Fine." I huffed marching to the nearest fitting room. What would trying it on hurt? I don't have to buy anything, and no one knows that I'm me except for Juliet and possibly Foaly. Foaly may make fun of me, but I can handle him.

I quickly did a thermal for cameras. None, great. I slipped out of my jeans and shut down the ring. I sipped up the skirt and it did fit. What'd you know. Holly Short in a zero. The skirt fit nice, but there wasn't enough of it to go around. I powered the ring back up and walked out to show Juliet.

"OMG!" she squealed in a pitch so high it would make dogs cringe. "You look ah-mazing. You are so getting that."

"I'm her to shop for Arty, not myself." I reminded her.

"Well, I'n here to shop for you too. God knows you need it." she said waving her perfectly manicured nails at me. "I'm getting that. In fact, we're going on a shopping spree, now that we know your size."

"Ugh, no, I refuse to spend anything on myself." I replied shaking my head.

Oh, I'm bankrolling this party. You're shopping for Arty and I'm shopping for you."

"One, you can't afford to shop for me. Two, who's shopping for you?"

"I get 75,000 euros a month from the Fowl's to shop with."

"Wow!" I gasped. How much money do those Fowl's have?

"Yeah, so I have plenty" she shrugged. "And, I'll spend it as I please."

"Fine, but no going overboard." I cautioned.

"Do I ever?" She said with an impish grin that had me smiling..

"Next, I was dragged in to Aeropostle. Arty got polos. But Juliet and I ended up arguing over shorts. She wanted to buy me a pair of shorts that were more like underwear. I said there was no way that I would wear them. But, she declared they were the new thing, that everyone had to have. We continued at it for about ten minutes, but she won. She got me three different pairs and the matching shirts.

We went into several other stores looking for things. Both Arty and I got stuff. Mh list was about halfway done, so I was excited. "We need to go here." I said pointing out a store.

"Ugh," she wrinkled her nose. "Why? Arty will actually like this one."

"Regardless," I smiled. "We're going in." And with that, I led the way into Armani. Immediately, a perky, blond saleswoman approached us.

"May I help you?" she asked. I glanced down at her name tag. It said Mandy.

"No thank you, Mandy." I smiled.

"Are you sure that I can't be of service to you?" she asked again.

"No thank you." I said again, my smile shrinking, and my manner a little less kindly.

"Are you totally sure?" she asked again. At this point, I feel as though she is doing this on purpose. I want to yell, but I keep my composure.

"Yes, I'm sre that we can shop alone." I snapped.

"No need to yell." sh said as she slunk off, obviously disappointed.

"Wow, you really have a way with people." Juliet giggled.

"I do, don't I?" I chuckled.

"Hey, what are we looking for anyways?"

"Dress shirts," I shrug.

Juliet laughed loudly. "Hahaha, as if he needed any more of those."

"Oh, just go with it." I encouraged.

"There are the dress shirts," she said pointing at a huge pavillion right in front of us. I walked to the front of the pavillion and srarted to find the right colors. I picked out a light blue and two white ones. That was all of the dress shirts that Arty should need all week.

After we had gotten all that we wanted, we went to the counter. Mandy was there checking out. "Did you find everything all right?" she asked, friendly again.

"Yes," I said smiling again.

"Oh are you shopping for someone?" Mandy asked. Either she was trying to be nice or she was just nosy. I was leaning toward the latter.

"Yeah, they're for her boyfriend." Juliet giggled.

"Oh, really?" Mandy asked her eyes widening. Probably surprised that I have a 'boyfriend'. "How long have you two been together?"

"Oh for years." Juliet raved. "Since he was like twelve. A match made in Haven."

"Haven?" Mandy asked "Where's that?"

"Haven? Did I say Haven? I meant heaven, sorry." she grinned glancing at me.

All the while my cheeks were getting redder and redder. Juliet would totally pay for this. Ten minutes later, we were out of that store and Juliet was deciding where we were going next. But before she could decide, her stomach grumbled loudly. I had to laugh. Before, I could finish laughing my stomach growled.

Juliet glanced at me out of the corner of her eyes. "Lunch break?" she asked.

"Lunch break." I agreed.

Juliet led the way to the food court, and a thought occured to me. "Do they have any vegetarian resturaunts?" I asked hoping. If they didn't, then I couldn't eat. There is no way in hell that I will ever eat meat.

"Yeah, there's this awesome little place I know of." Juliet said towing me to a small nook in the food court.

Author's Note:

Well, here's that next chapter you guys have been asking about. The next chapter will include lunch. Remember to review.

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