As I pulled up to the mall, I instantly felt butterflies bouncing around my stomach as if it was a giant trampoline. Every time I come, the same outfit sits in the window and seductively purrs my name. I hear it. Tooooori. Toorrrri. I want it. It wants me. But I'm playing hard to get. Ok. My parents won't let me purchase it. But thats not gonna affect me today.
I'm feeling rebellious as I slip out my Porsche and crack my knuckles. Then, I remember. Kay. She knows they said no. She knows what I'm looking for. And she knows how to manipulate me. My butterflies instantly die. Their dead, like my hopes and dreams. I turn around to see what she's doing. She smiles with those evil lips and cocks an eyebrow at me. I walk around the car and surprise her by opening the door. She stares at me, puzzled, before stepping out. I sashay away, my long curly brown hair trailing behind me. I step into the mall and my eyes instantly bounce. Versace, Gucci, Armani, and more. The dollar signs hit me slowly and strongly. I turn and run towards the car to grab my wallet. Then I realize that Kay has it. She wants to play games with me on my shopping trip. Uh uh. She got me twisted. I run back to the mall and think of the last place she would be. I run to the first place that popped into my head. I see her. Standing by the door of McDonald's.
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My Sour 16Teen Fiction
Tori is 15 and looking forward to her ultimate Sweet 16. Due to her family's wealth, there are no limits. But one day, her family loses all their money and all her Sweet 16 plans turn sour. She fights her way to get her life back using humor and pos...