Chapter Three

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I sit on a bench in the middle of the hallway surrounded by other people. There are families, couples, and singles. I watch Zach closely as he pays for our things. Though I doubt that he got anything because of the fact that it is a girls' store.

After minutes of waiting he finally comes out. He has two bags, so now I know that he got something. He quickly locates my on this bench and he walks over while smiling. He hands me one of the little purple bags.

"What's that?" I ask him as I point at his own bag.

"Something for me," he answers.

"What would you possibly want in a girls' store?" I ask.

"That's for me to know and for a certain someone to find out," he says.

I raise my eyebrows at him and he mirrors me.

"Okay," I say eventually giving up.

"Now we get your outfit," he informs.

"Okay," I say laughing a bit.

He doesn't take my arm this time, but he leads me to another store. Before I can look at the name I go in. Right now the music is playing a new Taylor Swift song. I can't really name the song because they all sort of sound the same. This time Zach leads me to where he wants me to go. My other shopping bags swing on my arms as he takes me there. When we get where he wants me to go I can see that there is a nice variety of dresses and skirts.

"Do you want a dress or a skirt?" he asks me.

"Skirt," I reply quickly.

"He walks over to the skirts and comes back with a black one. It sort of has the folds in it like school uniforms. The differences are that this skirt is pretties with the folds and is just a solid black. It also has a hem that ends about three inches above my knees. He then leads me over to some shirts. I finds a baggy one that kind of looks like a poncho but the sleeves are sewed down. It is creamy white and has a black elephant made of shapes on it. He then grabs a black tank top to put under it. He hands those to me and then goes to look at shoes. By the time I catch up to him he has already pick out shoes. They are light brown 3 inch heeled ankle boots with laces and a fold at the ankles. The laces on them are multi colored with green, red, blue, black, and yellow.

"How do you know that these are all my size?" I ask him confused.

"I've got your size figured out pretty good."

"Is that a fat joke?!"

He laughs amazingly loud after I say this.

"Your funny," he says as he pats me gently on the shoulder.

I wait there as he walks past me to somewhere else. I go to look at the other clothes in the store. A few minutes later Zach comes back with two more outfits.

"Let's pay," he says.

"Okay," I say as I follow him over to the counter.

He places the clothes in front of a teenager and I do the same with what I have. She rings it up and Zach takes out his debit card one last time.

"$98.53." the girl says.

He hands the card to her and she gives it back within seconds. Once Zach has put his card back into his pocket the girl has all of my closes in four separate bags. I take them from her and I have to use all of my strength to keep my arms up. Zach notices that I am having trouble and he takes some of the bags form me. He seems to have no trouble at all.

"Okay," he says. "We have to talk about our plan."

"What plan?" I ask.

We keep walking all the way to the end of the hall into the JC Penny's.

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