"Karaaaaa, you have GOT to get that skirt!" She says and I squint my eyes at her.

"I thought that was a bando." I say and she chuckles.

"No, it's a mini skirt, but it's fine. It's really cute, just don't bend over..... or do." She says with a wink and I cringe a little.

"Also, I heard you were flirting with Chip, I may have underestimated you!" Meredith said.

"I wasn't intentionally flirting, apparently, banter is the new flirting." I say with hand quotes while rolling my eyes.

"Well, they say it seems like Chip was all in. Sooo I think we found your hottie for tonight." She says with a wiggle of the eyebrows.

"No. Absolutely not! He is so rude!" I exclaim and Meredith waves her hand to dismiss it.

"First of all, a hook up is not for personality traits, it's based on their popularity, looks, and money.... at least in high school it is." She says and I once again, roll my eyes.

   "I don't think I could ever hook up with Chip, he's a jackass." I say and Meredith gasps.

   "D-did you just..... swear?!?" She exclaims melodramatically.

    "Yes, I did. Just because I'm homeschooled doesn't mean I'm super sheltered. I watch television, read books, and have anger issues." I say and Meredith chuckles.

   "This is the last time I underestimate you, Kara." Meredith says, pointing her finger at me with a stretched wink.

I sigh and grab the bando/"mini skirt" and head towards the fitting room.

    "I'm gonna try this on." I say and Meredith smiles following me.

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"So, does it fit?" Meredith asks from the other side of the fitting room door.

   I sigh as I look at my reflection.

   I thought we were buying clothes, not underwear.

   "I wouldn't exactly say it fits." I say tugging at the stupid skirt to try and make sense of it all.

   "Let me see." She says and I take one last sigh before reluctantly opening the door.

She steps back to take a look at me and smiles. A reaction I was not expecting to see.

   "It looks so cute on you! Do you like it?" She asks and my eyes widen. I shake my head aggressively so she can see how much I dislike it.

   She sighs and leans against the door frame.

   Instantly a spark lights in her eyes, honestly something I was afraid of. Something told me that spark was going to get me in a lot of trouble.

   "Wait here, I'm gonna bring you a couple of outfits I think you'll like." She says and sprints away.

   I sigh and sit on the small bench provided in the room, waiting on crazy eyes to bring me my damage.

     Surprisingly she brought back some cute things and some....questionable items as well.

   I looked in the mirror at the first outfit: a candy apple red tube top with a black faux leather skirt that zipped in the front.

    "These with some Docs and a leather jacket and babbbyyy you'll be getting all the boys." She says and I frown.

     
   "Wouldn't heels look better with this?" I ask and she cringes up her face.

    "Heels hurt." She simply says and I chuckle.

    "Heels don't really bother me." I say and she looks at me surprised.

     "Have you ever really had to wear heels?" She asks and I frown again.

    "Of course, my parents have these fancy business dinners all the time where everyone brings their family and stuff like that. I met my first boyfriend at one of those." I say, reminiscing.

    Meredith's eyes go wide once again.

    "Wait, you've had a boyfriend? Oh my God, I seriously thought homeschooled kids were like these grown baby children who had little to no social capacity." She says and I just blink at her for a second.

    "No, not all of us. Most of us, yeah....but, not me." I say and she takes the clothes out of my hand and sit them down.

We sit down at the chairs outside the dressing rooms and she rests her chin in her hand as she gazes at me.

    "Tell me more about your life, I want to know everything! We're bestfriends now, it's only fair." She says and I giggle.

   Every book I've ever read has warned me about secrets in high school, and how you think someone is your friend and then BOOM humiliation, but I just trust her for some reason. Have I really already met my best friend.

    "Okay, so I met my first boyfriend when I was 14, he was 15 and his family was 'loaded' as you might say. He smelled like cinnamon and butter, he also had really great hair....but that's literally it. Nothing about him was interesting, he was just his families puppet and super egotistical and only wanted one thing. Anyway, he got what he wanted and then started blowing me off all the time and I just had enough and dumped his ass." I say and Meredith stared at me with her mouth open wide.

    " You literally blow my mind, Kara. Why are you so interesting!?" She asks and I narrow my eyebrows in confusion.

    "Im not that interesting." I say and she scoffs.

    "You did the dirty with CinnaButter, that's what I'm calling your ex boyfriend by the way." She says and I chuckle.

   " Okay, it was one time and it was the worst experience of my life! He sneezed in my face the same time that he.....You know!" I say and she shakes her head in a very comical way, kind of scooby dooish.

    "Nooo!" She says in disbelief.

   "Yes." I confirm. She throws her head back and abruptly stands up.

    "Okay, your life is a lot more overwhelming than I thought, we'll raincheck this verbal memoir later, right now you need to try on these clothes so you can look hot enough to get you a better experience than CinnaButter could give you." She says gesturing to the changing room and shoving the clothes back in my hand.

    I sigh and walk in.

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