Brianna's POV

"Why do I have to go to the store with you, mom?" My mom just got home last night.

"Because," she starts, grabbing her keys off the counter, "we need to have some mother daughter bonding time!"

"If I wanted to do that, I'd just get a Facebook account!" I defend. Nice one, Bri, nice one...

"Haha, very funny, but we haven't been able to go out for such a long time." We're in my mom's car now. "You know, chill with yo mom!"

"Mom, no one says that," I say and facepalm.

"Sorry, one too many slang words?"

"All to many." I buckle my seat belt and prepare myself for my Saturday of torture.

~•~

We ended up driving to the mall. "Ok, here's fifty bucks," my mom says, "Use it wisely. Meet back here in an hour." We were currently having a late lunch in the food court.

I stuff a French fry I ordered in my mouth and take the money. "What do you saaaay?" my mom asks.

"Thanks," I mutter back.

"Thanks, who?"

"Mom. Thanks, mom," I sigh.

"That's my little sweet pea!" She pinches my cheeks and picks up her tray to throw away in the trash.

"Mom, I thought you stopped calling me that in second grade," I say, also carrying my tray to the trash.

"Aww, why can't I say it? You know what they say, it's Throwback Thursday!"

"Mom? Mom," I snap my fingers in front of her face. "Mom, it's Saturday."

"Ok, yeah, whoops! Getting old I guess!"

"Bye mom!" I yell as I walk away to my hour of shopping.

~•~

Alright, one hour to myself and fifty bucks, here I come! Well, I could be at home with all the hours I want alone but nooooo my mom just drags me out of the house to the go out with her. Why couldn't she bring Will or something? He's just at home, probably etching the all seasons of The Simpsons or something while stuffing his face with the popcorn I bought last week. That son of a mother! Literally! She's on the other side of the mall.

"Alright, let's see," I say as I run my hand through the racks of clothes. I ended up going into the store that Jade first brought me to the day of the orientation. Ahh... Memories. ANYWAYS! Stuff! I have to buy stuff! But I don't need anything. Ugh, I'll just stay in here for the next 45 minutes. I walk to the corner of the store and there's a few seats. I take the first seat, cross my black panted legs, and scroll through my phone, checking Twitter and playing random flash games I don't even remember playing. This is gonna be fun... Not.

Hey guys! I'm kinda in a rush to write this as of now because I have to go to bed by now but I'm prewriting this so :P See ya all in the next chapter!

Till then,
~Orchid