The Dancer

NIC P O V

So after a huge argument, as in HUGE. Yes there was screaming, yep crying the whole thing. I got her out the house and in the car. You could probably hear our fight in Australia. I didn't know I could shout that Loud .... I didn't realise she could either.

Downside is she's wearing a massive Parker with the hood up, sunglasses and a scarf covering half her face.
shes technically asking to be spotted.

We've kinda made up? She's angry but she knows I'm right.

"So anything you wanna do?"
"Yeah I want my nose pierced."
"Erm..really?"
"Yeah why not?"
"Okay then..."

thats the first I've heard of it.

"And.." Where's this going.." I want to dye my hair."
"But red.."
"no I'm done with red."

Well she shut me up.

We continue to drive in silence.
I drive into the car park and drive round for 10 minutes looking for a space.
i finally do and It miles away from where we need to be. Perfect eh.

I open the back door and grab my handbag. I walk round the car to Scar and she's taken off the ridiculous clothing.

"Your right." She says before taking off a top speed towards the exit.

I smile slightly and follow her.


We go towards the mall first.

Big shopping spree is needed!

Weve been spotted aleeady ready but were ignoring everyone.

We head to topshop first. It's like old times we yank different things off the rails and ask for each other's opinions. Laughing our heads off. Forgetting everything.

We come away from topshop with 3 bags each.

"So about this hair " I say smiling as we stand outside a hair salon.
She grins. We walk in and there's a free hairdresser. I sit next to her on a plush leather couch reading the lastest magazines while she talks to the lady.

"I'm going for dirty blonde."
"Wow that's gonna be a change."
"Well it's similar to my natural colour "

i grin and turn my attention to the lastest Hollywood split on the front page.

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