Erica nodded. “Yep, nosebleeds it is!” She said, giggling. She loved shopping and having fun like this. Since she didn’t have many friends, it was nice. They ran through the store, laughing and smiling as they carried heavy backs. “Wait here.” Erica said. She grabbed all the bags, balancing them and put them in the car, so they would have free hands. She came back in and linked arms with Natalie. “So Nat, what are we doing with your room?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Lot’s of colors.” She saw how she wanted in her mind. It’d take a lot of work, but it’d be cheaper than the average teen girl’s room. Simple, yet colorful and fun. Natalie was pulled along when Erica linked their arms together, stumbling out of her thoughts and into the store. It was buzzing with activity and it smelt like pine sol, hard wood, and new sheets. Little kids ran by with pillows, pre-teens carried around pop artist posters, and Natalie wrinkled her nose in distaste at the annoying middle schoolers. She spotted the curtain isle, and pulled Erica towards it.
And the town grows bigger. Anything I miss?
Hey, pretty eyes, it’s good to see you.
Isaac didn’t really know what to say, the mention of Erica’s and his relationship kinda made him feel guilty. He really didn’t what to make of the situation, what would anyone make of the situation? Isaac wondered briefly, what did everyone think? Scott and Allison seemed baffled, so were Stiles and Derek. But everyone was baffled, even him. But right now he didn’t really care about Erica, he cared about Lucas. He just didn’t know what it was about him, it was like he could control him with just about anything. A word, a touch, a smile. Everything went to jelly when he was with him. Isaac shrugged these thoughts off, right now wasn’t the time, they had bigger problems to deal with right now. “No just…thanks, for being my friend.” Isaac said smiling at Natalie.
Natalie felt a blush spread to her cheeks, and she never blushed. No one had ever “thanked” her for being their friend, and if they did it had been sarcastic and Isaac sounded all too sincere to the blonde. “Ditto.” She flashed him a charming smile before pumping her legs harder and watched as her swing built up speed and flew higher into the air than his. A laugh fell from her lips as she looked back at the curly haired boy. She felt like a little kid again and she never felt this way around someone before, much less a boy. Natalie knew she could trust Isaac, and that he really was her friend.
Erica smiled at her in the dress. “Just saying dear, all the guys at school will be doing a double take if you wear this!” She said, smiling up at her. “You need a bra, or like, several. Cause we also have gym so you’d need sports bras too. And strapless for fancy dresses.” She said, nodding at her.
Natalie twirled around in the mirror, looking over her shoulder at herself in the mirror, hands placed on her hips. Turning her head she smiled over at Erica. “They already fall all over me, this will kill them or at least give them nosebleeds or something.” Natalie laughed, slipping the dress off and getting to the rest of the clothes. They all fit her perfectly, some loose, airy, and girly, others tight, form fitting and sexy. She’d be commanding the halls the way Erica did, they’d be the perfect match. The best of friends. After they left the store with their purchases they went throughout the whole mall, buying clothes, shoes, bags, jewelry, and by the time they got to the furniture stores they had arms full of bags.
When having a busy life, one must hold on tight.
Why does everyone put a label on everything? It’s always ‘you’re gay’, ‘you’re fat’, ‘you’re cute’. There is no need for all of this, it just causes problems and segregates people. You immediately reach for the ones deemed as pretty and popular to be friends with. Why though? Do you actually like these people? Do you actually enjoy conversing and spending time with them? Do you have the same taste in music and t.v. shows? Do you like the same sports? Are your hobbies the same? No? Then why are you friends with them?
There is no need for a label. You are you, and that person is them. I am me, and they are them. They aren’t fat or ugly or poor or smelly or weird or annoying or nice or smart or pretty. They are themselves, they are they. You aren’t any of that either, you are you and no one else can be you so stop trying to be like everyone else. Just be yourself and find people to be friends with that genuinely like you as a person and who you genuinely like as a person. Why is that so hard?
Today’s society has twisted our minds into believing certain stereotypes and that we need to be this way or look this way or listen to this type of music in order to be cool. And that is completely untrue. Listen to whatever music you want to, look however you want to, and be yourself. Stop trying so hard. Just lean back and relax and do what makes you happy and smile and laugh. Stop judging and comparing and wishing and wanting. You’re alive aren’t you? You have people who care about you. You are receiving an education, you have a roof over your head, and food in your stomach. Stop complaining.
So I was driving this guy’s BMW and when I turned the radio on, his subs started blasting and I kind of hit a squirrel…am I murderer now?