Martijn POV

"please, get in....!" Minerva tells me inviting me to enter her car.

We both get in, her throwing her bag in the backseat and placing the car keys into the engine block and starting the car.

"By the way Martijn.... Why don't you have a license?"

Heh. Nice question. Literally, if you want me to be embarrassed, ask me this.

"Ermmm.... The fact is that I realized that the world is a safer place when I'm not in a driver's seat"

"Why tho?"

I exhale.

"I guess I just can't drive. Too much things to do. You won't expect this from a dj but I'm not coordinate at all"
Thank God I didn't hurt nobody that few times I took driving lessons with that teacher.

"Everyone has a weakness Martijn. You maybe just need to work on it"

She's being wise, as always. I guess I maybe should try another time, but with another teacher. Honestly I didn't liked that one.

Then i remember about her weakness: swimming. I'll make a note for myself to teach her how to survive in the sea, just in case.

"Thanks for taking the time to be this wise to me"

She smiles, keeping her eyes on the road and right hand on the gearshift.

Then I remember her complaining about her clothes and wardrobe, as I spot her lowering her jeans' waist.

"Are you sure that you don't want to change into something more comfortable?" I ask Miné while watching her driving.

"100% Sure...." she answers.

"By the way, do you know what would be the best outfit for you?"

"What?"

"Go out with a bralette and leather jeans and nothing else"

"Sounds good to me, but won't I get cold??" she says laughing.

"Who cares? Hahaha"

She looks at me with a death glare, but she immediately gets her focus back on driving.

Smiling at her I stretch myself on the seat, because my back feels stiff today.

Anyway I just sent Charelle a good morning text, telling her not to worry if she sees fake news about me and Minerva being together at the mall.

Paparazzi are everywhere....

Miné parks the car into an empty spot of the parking lot, us getting down the car and entering the mall.

It's not too crowded today, since it's Monday morning and everyone got back to work.

Better for us to enjoy our day!

First of all: breakfast. As we both need our daily coffee dose, we sit down at a pastry shop and order two cappuccino and two chocolate tarts.

"I'm so hungry, damn" she exclaims.
"Me too"

Soon our rumbling stomachs are appeased by that chocolate tarts that I was craving for.

Plus, Minerva got her lips dirty of chocolate and.... It's funny how she's digging into that piece of food.

"After this you will need a diet, hahaha" I say, trying to make fun of her.

"Fuck you and diet" she tells me taking another bite, me laughing in need of air.

Minerva decided to pay also for my breakfast, or well, she basically ran after me to pay the cashier, holding me back.

"Damn you! Now I will have to go for a present for you!"

"I don't need anything from you"

"We'll see, we'll see. By the way, the most you are forcing me to stand back to pay for yourself, the more expensive your present will be...."

"Oh. So you don't want to accept a no?"

"Exactly "

"Then, I need one more pair of jeans, or pants, whatever. Some tops and something to wear at parties" she tells me looking directly in my eyes...

"You mean.... Several really sexy outfits to wear at parties...."

"I basically never go out.... Plus summer is ending in a week!"

"Oooohh, does that mean that you don't want to come with me at ADE private parties???"

Her jaw drops in an amused face and... Her eyes stay on mine.

"Sorry. WHAT?"

"You heard me. I was serious"

Her lips bend in a white smile and she almost jumps in my arms, hugging me.

"You are the number one best friend"

"I know..... But now, let's look for something you need"

We begin our hunting process walking next to a lot of shops and looking at the shop windows.

The first shop we decide to visit is Pull & Bear. I personally never shop these kind of brands, but Minerva is a girl and.... With that body she could wear even a trash plastic sac and look good in it.
Miné's eyes are caught by a pair of jeans, and starts to look for the right size.

"Let me help you. Which size are you?"

"I'm an EU 38 or 40, basically UK 10"

"ok...."
Rummaging through all the sizes, I finally find one pair that fits her.

"Here you go. Damn, you have to be anorexic to find your size in these shops" I noticed looking at the sizes they own. I guess I can't fit my leg into their men size 32, neither 33.

"Yeah, kind of. Let me try them on....."

She enters the dressing room, while I'm trying to figure out if my butt can or not fit into a pair of pants I saw and really liked.

Taking them in my hands, I think I'll decide faster if I just try them on.

I'm waiting for my girl outside the dressing room, when she puts her head out looking for me.

"Marty, what do you think?" She asks me coming out the heavy curtain in that pair of jeans, the label hanging from a beltloop.

"Really nice, turn around...."

She spins on her feet and of course I took advantage of the situation to look directly at her butt.

"Then? Keep or toss?" She asks me, as if I were an expert in fashion.

"Keep. But now I have to try on something too so.....Come on"

 In just a minute she leaves the dressing room in her clothes, and waits for me as I try on these dress pants. Yes, you heard it right. Dress pants.

I have to say that I'm pretty surprised when I see that they zip up perfectly..... At the first try. Great.

"Miné..... What do you think?"

She pops her head into the curtain and laughs... Don't ask me why.

Looking at her like 'what', I put my hands into the pockets.

"How the hell can you look this sexy like.....always?"

"Me? Hahhaa noooooo. You are way sexier than me"

"Ok. But really...... You are handsome. I'd definetly buy them"

"Ok then. Are you finished?"

She nods and I quickly change to go to the cash and pay for our stuff.