My Perfect Fantasy.

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

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“If you say so. You sound like you’re in love. At least you’re happy in your love life. That’s all that matters.” I finished my food and she looked like she was too. “You ready to go or do you want to eat dessert?” I asked.

Amelie shook her head and smiled. “We just met, and I just got an email from him this morning, so… I’m not happy with my love life really, but meh. I’m fine.” she fixed her bags. “I’m pretty full actually. We can go now.” 

“Okay. I’ll ask for the bill.” I called the waiter and asked for the bill. He gave it to Amy. She was checking out the prices, I think. “Give me the bill. I’ll pay.” I said.

“Nooo! Let’s split the bill.” she said. She brought out her wallet and brought out her share of the bill. Amelie looked at her watch. “Goodness, it’s late! I didn’t notice the time.”

“No, no. I’ll pay for it.” I returned her money. I look at watch. “Oh my gosh. Yea. Let’s go.” We leave the restaurant, walk to my car and I drive back. When we got there, I asked Amy “Can I stay at your room tonight? Aria might be sleeping when I get to my room.”

Amelie smiled. “Yeah, I guess you can stay in my room tonight.” she said. They went inside Amelie’s dorm and Abs the cat immediately came to them. Amelie picked the cat up and stroked its fur.

I followed Amy to their dorm. “Wait, I need to get clothes and my sleeping bag. I’ll be back.” I went to my room, got my clothes, my sleeping bag & the dresses I bought. I went back to their room. I see Amy retrying the dresses. “It was a good decision not bringing my dog here.”

Amelie turned to Steph and smiled. “I’m a cat person, so yeah, it’s a good decision.” she said. She turned from side to side in front of the mirror while wearing the dress she bought. “I look awesome…”

“Of course you do.” I look at her. She looks sleepy. “Umm, Amy, you look sleepy. Maybe you should just sleep.” She nodded, went to the bathroom, changed her clothes then went to bed while I waited for Wave to come back.

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

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“If you say so. You sound like you’re in love. At least you’re happy in your love life. That’s all that matters.” I finished my food and she looked like she was too. “You ready to go or do you want to eat dessert?” I asked.

Amelie shook her head and smiled. “We just met, and I just got an email from him this morning, so… I’m not happy with my love life really, but meh. I’m fine.” she fixed her bags. “I’m pretty full actually. We can go now.” 

“Okay. I’ll ask for the bill.” I called the waiter and asked for the bill. He gave it to Amy. She was checking out the prices, I think. “Give me the bill. I’ll pay.” I said.

“Nooo! Let’s split the bill.” she said. She brought out her wallet and brought out her share of the bill. Amelie looked at her watch. “Goodness, it’s late! I didn’t notice the time.”

“No, no. I’ll pay for it.” I returned her money. I look at watch. “Oh my gosh. Yea. Let’s go.” We leave the restaurant, walk to my car and I drive back. When we got there, I asked Amy “Can I stay at your room tonight? Aria might be sleeping when I get to my room.”

Amelie smiled. “Yeah, I guess you can stay in my room tonight.” she said. They went inside Amelie’s dorm and Abs the cat immediately came to them. Amelie picked the cat up and stroked its fur.

I followed Amy to their dorm. “Wait, I need to get clothes and my sleeping bag. I’ll be back.” I went to my room, got my clothes, my sleeping bag & the dresses I bought. I went back to their room. I see Amy retrying the dresses. “It was a good decision not bringing my dog here.”

ameliebowler-simmons:

“If you say so. You sound like you’re in love. At least you’re happy in your love life. That’s all that matters.” I finished my food and she looked like she was too. “You ready to go or do you want to eat dessert?” I asked.

Amelie shook her head and smiled. “We just met, and I just got an email from him this morning, so… I’m not happy with my love life really, but meh. I’m fine.” she fixed her bags. “I’m pretty full actually. We can go now.” 

“Okay. I’ll ask for the bill.” I called the waiter and asked for the bill. He gave it to Amy. She was checking out the prices, I think. “Give me the bill. I’ll pay.” I said.

“Nooo! Let’s split the bill.” she said. She brought out her wallet and brought out her share of the bill. Amelie looked at her watch. “Goodness, it’s late! I didn’t notice the time.”

“No, no. I’ll pay for it.” I returned her money. I look at watch. “Oh my gosh. Yea. Let’s go.” We leave the restaurant, walk to my car and I drive back. When we got there, I asked Amy “Can I stay at your room tonight? Aria might be sleeping when I get to my room.”

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

ameliebowler-simmons:

She was playing with her food while thinking of something to talk about. Her face lit up. She looked pretty that way. She started talking about having a classy night. “Ooh, an Englishman. You saw him wearing a classy dress in a classy place with other classy people around. What did he look like?” I love talking about boys. This is my interest.

Amelie shifted in her seat and grinned. “Well,” she began, “He’s got these eyes, you can never really tell the color. Yeah, he’s like tall and cute. When he smiled— I HAVE SO MUCH FEELINGS!” she squealed. Everyone looked over to Steph and Amelie’s table. She giggled.

She started talking about him. He sounded so hot. She accidentally squealed. Everyone looked over at our table. She giggled and I laughed. “Ooh. I think someone’s in loooove. What’s his name?” I was so happy for her but I was jealous at the same time. At least her love life is great. My love life isn’t but my life is. I have the most amazing friends here.

“Pft. I am not in love. I just find him really cute and all. His name is Daschell.” Amelie began playing with her food while looking down. “He just graduated from Thompson last year. He’s starting college in the college near school. Y’know, the college the school works with.”

“If you say so. You sound like you’re in love. At least you’re happy in your love life. That’s all that matters.” I finished my food and she looked like she was too. “You ready to go or do you want to eat dessert?” I asked.

Amelie shook her head and smiled. “We just met, and I just got an email from him this morning, so… I’m not happy with my love life really, but meh. I’m fine.” she fixed her bags. “I’m pretty full actually. We can go now.” 

“Okay. I’ll ask for the bill.” I called the waiter and asked for the bill. He gave it to Amy. She was checking out the prices, I think. “Give me the bill. I’ll pay.” I said.

ameliebowler-simmons:

She was playing with her food while thinking of something to talk about. Her face lit up. She looked pretty that way. She started talking about having a classy night. “Ooh, an Englishman. You saw him wearing a classy dress in a classy place with other classy people around. What did he look like?” I love talking about boys. This is my interest.

Amelie shifted in her seat and grinned. “Well,” she began, “He’s got these eyes, you can never really tell the color. Yeah, he’s like tall and cute. When he smiled— I HAVE SO MUCH FEELINGS!” she squealed. Everyone looked over to Steph and Amelie’s table. She giggled.

She started talking about him. He sounded so hot. She accidentally squealed. Everyone looked over at our table. She giggled and I laughed. “Ooh. I think someone’s in loooove. What’s his name?” I was so happy for her but I was jealous at the same time. At least her love life is great. My love life isn’t but my life is. I have the most amazing friends here.

“Pft. I am not in love. I just find him really cute and all. His name is Daschell.” Amelie began playing with her food while looking down. “He just graduated from Thompson last year. He’s starting college in the college near school. Y’know, the college the school works with.”

“If you say so. You sound like you’re in love. At least you’re happy in your love life. That’s all that matters.” I finished my food and she looked like she was too. “You ready to go or do you want to eat dessert?” I asked.

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

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“All my other friends are out and about doing something else… I used to go shopping with my ex, until he became, well, my ex.” Amelie replied laughing a bit. She put the dress back in the bag and looked at Steph. “Why didn’t I think of that. The talent show! I’ll be a hotter judge than Zandria.” She winked.

“Oh.” I know that in that laugh, there was some sadness in it. “That was I was thinking.” I highfived her. Our food arrived. “Finally. Oops, I said it out loud. Sorry.” I looked at our food. It looked awesome. “Anyway, goditi il tuo cibo.” Amy looked puzzled. “It means enjoy your food.”

“That’s what it means?” Amelie asked and raised an eyebrow. “I’unno, whenever I eat with people, they tell me that and they never tell me what it means. I mean, I’m Hispanic, not… whatever that is.” They started eating their food.

“Well, now you know. So what do you want to talk about? I have no idea what to talk about. My life is pretty boring at the moment.” I tried to think of a topic while I was slicing my chicken fingers then eating it. It was gooood.

Amelie poked at the meatballs in her dish. Then she looked up with her face lit up once she thought about something to talk about. “Last night, I walked around to different classy places in a classy dress and— yeah, everything was classy. Then I met the Englishman of my dreams…” she said with a dreamy voice.

She was playing with her food while thinking of something to talk about. Her face lit up. She looked pretty that way. She started talking about having a classy night. “Ooh, an Englishman. You saw him wearing a classy dress in a classy place with other classy people around. What did he look like?” I love talking about boys. This is my interest.

Amelie shifted in her seat and grinned. “Well,” she began, “He’s got these eyes, you can never really tell the color. Yeah, he’s like tall and cute. When he smiled— I HAVE SO MUCH FEELINGS!” she squealed. Everyone looked over to Steph and Amelie’s table. She giggled.

She started talking about him. He sounded so hot. She accidentally squealed. Everyone looked over at our table. She giggled and I laughed. “Ooh. I think someone’s in loooove. What’s his name?” I was so happy for her but I was jealous at the same time. At least her love life is great. My love life isn’t but my life is. I have the most amazing friends here.

ameliebowler-simmons:

“All my other friends are out and about doing something else… I used to go shopping with my ex, until he became, well, my ex.” Amelie replied laughing a bit. She put the dress back in the bag and looked at Steph. “Why didn’t I think of that. The talent show! I’ll be a hotter judge than Zandria.” She winked.

“Oh.” I know that in that laugh, there was some sadness in it. “That was I was thinking.” I highfived her. Our food arrived. “Finally. Oops, I said it out loud. Sorry.” I looked at our food. It looked awesome. “Anyway, goditi il tuo cibo.” Amy looked puzzled. “It means enjoy your food.”

“That’s what it means?” Amelie asked and raised an eyebrow. “I’unno, whenever I eat with people, they tell me that and they never tell me what it means. I mean, I’m Hispanic, not… whatever that is.” They started eating their food.

“Well, now you know. So what do you want to talk about? I have no idea what to talk about. My life is pretty boring at the moment.” I tried to think of a topic while I was slicing my chicken fingers then eating it. It was gooood.

Amelie poked at the meatballs in her dish. Then she looked up with her face lit up once she thought about something to talk about. “Last night, I walked around to different classy places in a classy dress and— yeah, everything was classy. Then I met the Englishman of my dreams…” she said with a dreamy voice.

She was playing with her food while thinking of something to talk about. Her face lit up. She looked pretty that way. She started talking about having a classy night. “Ooh, an Englishman. You saw him wearing a classy dress in a classy place with other classy people around. What did he look like?” I love talking about boys. This is my interest.

ameliebowler-simmons:

“I’ve never been on a shopping spree with someone in a while… it was always just by myself, or something.” Amelie said rummaging through her bags. She brought out one of the dresses she got. “Now when am I going to where a pretty little darling like you?” she said as if talking to the dress.

“Why?” She looked through her bags and took out the dress I told her to buy. “I know the perfect event. The talent show. Wear that. Let the people see your hot side.” I said. “Or you could wear it to the dance, if ever there are dances here.” I need to know more about this school.

“All my other friends are out and about doing something else… I used to go shopping with my ex, until he became, well, my ex.” Amelie replied laughing a bit. She put the dress back in the bag and looked at Steph. “Why didn’t I think of that. The talent show! I’ll be a hotter judge than Zandria.” She winked.

“Oh.” I know that in that laugh, there was some sadness in it. “That was I was thinking.” I highfived her. Our food arrived. “Finally. Oops, I said it out loud. Sorry.” I looked at our food. It looked awesome. “Anyway, goditi il tuo cibo.” Amy looked puzzled. “It means enjoy your food.”

“That’s what it means?” Amelie asked and raised an eyebrow. “I’unno, whenever I eat with people, they tell me that and they never tell me what it means. I mean, I’m Hispanic, not… whatever that is.” They started eating their food.

“Well, now you know. So what do you want to talk about? I have no idea what to talk about. My life is pretty boring at the moment.” I tried to think of a topic while I was slicing my chicken fingers then eating it. It was gooood.

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

ameliebowler-simmons:

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“Well, I was thinking about eating, but I guess the stores are about to close in an hour or so… Let’s go.” she said smiling. They went inside a store and looked for more clothes.

We got some more clothes and some shoes. I got tired. “That was the best shopping spree I had. I don’t usually shop with friends ‘cause in my old school, they used me for my money. I was popular but I didn’t have any real friends. Anyway, I’m hungry. Where do you want to eat?”

They walked around looking for a place to eat. “Why don’t you pick, Steph?” Amelie said with a smile.

She’s making me pick. Hmm. I wonder. “Well, I saw an good Italian restaurant here. Want to try it out?” She nodded. We went to the restaurant. The waiter came to us and I said “Table for 2 please.” He seated us down and gave us menus. I waited for Amy to pick.

Amelie flipped through the menu. Gosh, this might take longer than Starbucks, she thought to herself. Steph was waiting for her to pick. After a while, she finally knew what she wanted. “Spaghetti!” she exclaimed. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I always take so long to pick from menus and in the end, I just pick the simplest choice.” They both laughed.

“You are so unique. I love it. I’ll take the chicken fingers and an iced tea. You don’t want any drink?” I asked Amy. She said she wants an iced tea too. The waiter left. “God, that was the best shopping spree. It as tiring but very fun.”

“I’ve never been on a shopping spree with someone in a while… it was always just by myself, or something.” Amelie said rummaging through her bags. She brought out one of the dresses she got. “Now when am I going to where a pretty little darling like you?” she said as if talking to the dress.

“Why?” She looked through her bags and took out the dress I told her to buy. “I know the perfect event. The talent show. Wear that. Let the people see your hot side.” I said. “Or you could wear it to the dance, if ever there are dances here.” I need to know more about this school.

“All my other friends are out and about doing something else… I used to go shopping with my ex, until he became, well, my ex.” Amelie replied laughing a bit. She put the dress back in the bag and looked at Steph. “Why didn’t I think of that. The talent show! I’ll be a hotter judge than Zandria.” She winked.

“Oh.” I know that in that laugh, there was some sadness in it. “That was I was thinking.” I highfived her. Our food arrived. “Finally. Oops, I said it out loud. Sorry.” I looked at our food. It looked awesome. “Anyway, goditi il tuo cibo.” Amy looked puzzled. “It means enjoy your food.”

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

ameliebowler-simmons:

“Well, I was thinking about eating, but I guess the stores are about to close in an hour or so… Let’s go.” she said smiling. They went inside a store and looked for more clothes.

We got some more clothes and some shoes. I got tired. “That was the best shopping spree I had. I don’t usually shop with friends ‘cause in my old school, they used me for my money. I was popular but I didn’t have any real friends. Anyway, I’m hungry. Where do you want to eat?”

They walked around looking for a place to eat. “Why don’t you pick, Steph?” Amelie said with a smile.

She’s making me pick. Hmm. I wonder. “Well, I saw an good Italian restaurant here. Want to try it out?” She nodded. We went to the restaurant. The waiter came to us and I said “Table for 2 please.” He seated us down and gave us menus. I waited for Amy to pick.

Amelie flipped through the menu. Gosh, this might take longer than Starbucks, she thought to herself. Steph was waiting for her to pick. After a while, she finally knew what she wanted. “Spaghetti!” she exclaimed. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I always take so long to pick from menus and in the end, I just pick the simplest choice.” They both laughed.

“You are so unique. I love it. I’ll take the chicken fingers and an iced tea. You don’t want any drink?” I asked Amy. She said she wants an iced tea too. The waiter left. “God, that was the best shopping spree. It as tiring but very fun.”

“I’ve never been on a shopping spree with someone in a while… it was always just by myself, or something.” Amelie said rummaging through her bags. She brought out one of the dresses she got. “Now when am I going to where a pretty little darling like you?” she said as if talking to the dress.

“Why?” She looked through her bags and took out the dress I told her to buy. “I know the perfect event. The talent show. Wear that. Let the people see your hot side.” I said. “Or you could wear it to the dance, if ever there are dances here.” I need to know more about this school.

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

ameliebowler-simmons:

“Well, I was thinking about eating, but I guess the stores are about to close in an hour or so… Let’s go.” she said smiling. They went inside a store and looked for more clothes.

We got some more clothes and some shoes. I got tired. “That was the best shopping spree I had. I don’t usually shop with friends ‘cause in my old school, they used me for my money. I was popular but I didn’t have any real friends. Anyway, I’m hungry. Where do you want to eat?”

They walked around looking for a place to eat. “Why don’t you pick, Steph?” Amelie said with a smile.

She’s making me pick. Hmm. I wonder. “Well, I saw an good Italian restaurant here. Want to try it out?” She nodded. We went to the restaurant. The waiter came to us and I said “Table for 2 please.” He seated us down and gave us menus. I waited for Amy to pick.

Amelie flipped through the menu. Gosh, this might take longer than Starbucks, she thought to herself. Steph was waiting for her to pick. After a while, she finally knew what she wanted. “Spaghetti!” she exclaimed. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I always take so long to pick from menus and in the end, I just pick the simplest choice.” They both laughed.

“You are so unique. I love it. I’ll take the chicken fingers and an iced tea. You don’t want any drink?” I asked Amy. She said she wants an iced tea too. The waiter left. “God, that was the best shopping spree. It as tiring but very fun.”

ameliebowler-simmons:

“Well, I was thinking about eating, but I guess the stores are about to close in an hour or so… Let’s go.” she said smiling. They went inside a store and looked for more clothes.

We got some more clothes and some shoes. I got tired. “That was the best shopping spree I had. I don’t usually shop with friends ‘cause in my old school, they used me for my money. I was popular but I didn’t have any real friends. Anyway, I’m hungry. Where do you want to eat?”

They walked around looking for a place to eat. “Why don’t you pick, Steph?” Amelie said with a smile.

She’s making me pick. Hmm. I wonder. “Well, I saw an good Italian restaurant here. Want to try it out?” She nodded. We went to the restaurant. The waiter came to us and I said “Table for 2 please.” He seated us down and gave us menus. I waited for Amy to pick.

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

ameliebowler-simmons:

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“Stop denying that you’re pretty.” She goes back to the fitting room to try another dress. Humble. In denial. Those are words to describe Amy. I go back in to try another one.

Amelie puts on the dress she picked out randomly. She looks at herself in the mirror for a while. “Don’t get me wrong, girl,” she told Steph, “I am aware that I’m pretty, I just think you’re prettier. But for the both of us combined…” she stepped out of the fitting room at the same time as Steph. “We’re extremely hot.” They smiled at each other. Amelie got Steph’s camera and turned it on. “Well, come on. Photo time.” she said smiling.

“That is sooo true.” I look at her. She gets my camera and says it’s photo time. We took a bunch of photos. “You look hot in that dress. You should buy it.” I had a big grin on myself. “Don’t say you won’t. You don’t put back a dress like that. It looks so good on you.”

“And you look hot in that dress. You should buy that one too.” Amelie said smiling. She picked out the dresses she’ll buy and what she won’t buy and put some of them back from where they were. She walked over to the cashier. “You ready to go now, Steph?”

“I am buying both of them.” I changed my clothes, got the 2 dresses and followed Amy to the cashier. “Aren’t you gonna get the other one? I thought you liked it. And yea, I’m ready.”

Amelie bit her lip and thought for a while. Then she smiled and took the dress Steph was talking about. “Oh, what the hell.” They paid for the dresses and went to other stores.

Amy took the dress I was talking about. “Wait here. I think I forgot something in the other store. I’ll be right back.” I run back to the other store, got what I needed and went to where Amy was.

They continued looking around stores. “What’d you forget anyway?” Amelie asked Steph.

“My wallet. Oh, look. A store just for summer clothes. Want to check it out?” I asked Amy.

“Well, I was thinking about eating, but I guess the stores are about to close in an hour or so… Let’s go.” she said smiling. They went inside a store and looked for more clothes.

We got some more clothes and some shoes. I got tired. “That was the best shopping spree I had. I don’t usually shop with friends ‘cause in my old school, they used me for my money. I was popular but I didn’t have any real friends. Anyway, I’m hungry. Where do you want to eat?”

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

ameliebowler-simmons:

“Stop denying that you’re pretty.” She goes back to the fitting room to try another dress. Humble. In denial. Those are words to describe Amy. I go back in to try another one.

Amelie puts on the dress she picked out randomly. She looks at herself in the mirror for a while. “Don’t get me wrong, girl,” she told Steph, “I am aware that I’m pretty, I just think you’re prettier. But for the both of us combined…” she stepped out of the fitting room at the same time as Steph. “We’re extremely hot.” They smiled at each other. Amelie got Steph’s camera and turned it on. “Well, come on. Photo time.” she said smiling.

“That is sooo true.” I look at her. She gets my camera and says it’s photo time. We took a bunch of photos. “You look hot in that dress. You should buy it.” I had a big grin on myself. “Don’t say you won’t. You don’t put back a dress like that. It looks so good on you.”

“And you look hot in that dress. You should buy that one too.” Amelie said smiling. She picked out the dresses she’ll buy and what she won’t buy and put some of them back from where they were. She walked over to the cashier. “You ready to go now, Steph?”

“I am buying both of them.” I changed my clothes, got the 2 dresses and followed Amy to the cashier. “Aren’t you gonna get the other one? I thought you liked it. And yea, I’m ready.”

Amelie bit her lip and thought for a while. Then she smiled and took the dress Steph was talking about. “Oh, what the hell.” They paid for the dresses and went to other stores.

Amy took the dress I was talking about. “Wait here. I think I forgot something in the other store. I’ll be right back.” I run back to the other store, got what I needed and went to where Amy was.

They continued looking around stores. “What’d you forget anyway?” Amelie asked Steph.

“My wallet. Oh, look. A store just for summer clothes. Want to check it out?” I asked Amy.

ameliebowler-simmons:

steph-asher:

ameliebowler-simmons:

“Stop denying that you’re pretty.” She goes back to the fitting room to try another dress. Humble. In denial. Those are words to describe Amy. I go back in to try another one.

Amelie puts on the dress she picked out randomly. She looks at herself in the mirror for a while. “Don’t get me wrong, girl,” she told Steph, “I am aware that I’m pretty, I just think you’re prettier. But for the both of us combined…” she stepped out of the fitting room at the same time as Steph. “We’re extremely hot.” They smiled at each other. Amelie got Steph’s camera and turned it on. “Well, come on. Photo time.” she said smiling.

“That is sooo true.” I look at her. She gets my camera and says it’s photo time. We took a bunch of photos. “You look hot in that dress. You should buy it.” I had a big grin on myself. “Don’t say you won’t. You don’t put back a dress like that. It looks so good on you.”

“And you look hot in that dress. You should buy that one too.” Amelie said smiling. She picked out the dresses she’ll buy and what she won’t buy and put some of them back from where they were. She walked over to the cashier. “You ready to go now, Steph?”

“I am buying both of them.” I changed my clothes, got the 2 dresses and followed Amy to the cashier. “Aren’t you gonna get the other one? I thought you liked it. And yea, I’m ready.”

Amelie bit her lip and thought for a while. Then she smiled and took the dress Steph was talking about. “Oh, what the hell.” They paid for the dresses and went to other stores.

Amy took the dress I was talking about. “Wait here. I think I forgot something in the other store. I’ll be right back.” I run back to the other store, got what I needed and went to where Amy was.

ameliebowler-simmons:

“Stop denying that you’re pretty.” She goes back to the fitting room to try another dress. Humble. In denial. Those are words to describe Amy. I go back in to try another one.

Amelie puts on the dress she picked out randomly. She looks at herself in the mirror for a while. “Don’t get me wrong, girl,” she told Steph, “I am aware that I’m pretty, I just think you’re prettier. But for the both of us combined…” she stepped out of the fitting room at the same time as Steph. “We’re extremely hot.” They smiled at each other. Amelie got Steph’s camera and turned it on. “Well, come on. Photo time.” she said smiling.

“That is sooo true.” I look at her. She gets my camera and says it’s photo time. We took a bunch of photos. “You look hot in that dress. You should buy it.” I had a big grin on myself. “Don’t say you won’t. You don’t put back a dress like that. It looks so good on you.”

“And you look hot in that dress. You should buy that one too.” Amelie said smiling. She picked out the dresses she’ll buy and what she won’t buy and put some of them back from where they were. She walked over to the cashier. “You ready to go now, Steph?”

“I am buying both of them.” I changed my clothes, got the 2 dresses and followed Amy to the cashier. “Aren’t you gonna get the other one? I thought you liked it. And yea, I’m ready.”