Given A Chance [Fanfic Of Chance The Rapper]

Chapter 3: Shopping!

Jen, Ashley and I walked into the mall with large smiles and empty stomachs. Our first stop; the foodcourt.

J: So Dymond, what colors are we looking for?

Me: My favorites.

A: Oooh girl you're gonna look so cute when we finish!

J: I'm guessing you want something work and date worthy, correct?

Me: Yep. I can change tho. Maybe two similar colored ensembles.

A: I almost forgot you're such a fashion diva...

Me: Hush. I just like to look nice.

J: Mhmm...

A: Yeah ok...

Me: Anywho, let's eat I'm hungry.

While eating, Jen spots a nice looking guy from our creative literature course heading our way. Ashley puts on her "Match Maker 3000" face and instantly locks her eyes on Jen. Jen laughs and blushes nervously. The last time Ashley set her up with a guy she had to break his arm in three places so he wouldn't touch her. She still has that restraining order against him. Ashley smiled sweetly and began her work.

A: HI! Need a table??

Bobbi: Uh, sure. Hi.

A: I'm Ashley, this is Dymond and Jen, so what brings you here?

Bobbi: Shopping with my roommate.

A: Isn't that ironic?! We're doing that too!

Bobbi: Great. Jen, we're in a course together I think.

J: Yeah, Creative Literature.

Bobbi: Cool.

A: Oh great!! Well I'll go and grab some cookies, come with me Dymond?

Me: *chuckles* Yeah let's go.

We got back to the table and Jen was easily chatting with Bobbi. Ashley was ecstatic. Not for long tho...

A: Seems like you guys hit it off!

J: Yup, Bobbi just told me about his 4 year partnership with his roommate.

A: Partnership??

D: Like, science partners or "chemistry"?

Bobbi: Chemistry. He's such a beautiful soul.

A: Wait... But...

Bobbi: Yes, I'm gay.

A: Oh... That's cool. Where is he?

Bobbi: Over by the pretzel machines.

A: Well you guys can have this table, we're gonna go ahead and shop. Bye Bobbi!

Bobbi: Bye ladies.

Jen laughed once we were far enough away.

J: Ashley, stop trying to set me up hahaha. It never works.

A: But he didn't seem gay...

J: He's a great guy nonetheless. He'd be someone cool to hangout with one day. He's a matchmaker too, you guys would get along just fine. A: Aww cool!! We can work together to get you a boyfriend!

J: Wait no-

A: Bobbi!! I have a great idea!!

Ashley ran off to exchange numbers and share her genius plot. I text her and told her where we were going to start shopping. 5 minutes later she came back with Bobbi and Terence, smiling ear to ear. I smile then get a text from Michael.

M: Hello beautiful goddess of all beauty.

Me: Hi Michael.

M: What's up cutie?

Me: Shopping, I have an important meeting tomorrow.

M: At the mall? I can get up there and buy you something nice.

Me: I'm with my best friends, and I can buy my own stuff, thanks tho.

M: No problem. You gotta start letting me take care of you Dymond.

Me: I have a career and I sell my artwork so I have plenty of money to use. I'm independent, Michael.

M: Not saying that you aren't, just wanna do stuff for you.

Me: Wanna know the best thing you can do for me?

M: Yeah!

Me: Stop calling me pet names and giving me all this attention.

M: Well, sorry, can't do that.

Me: Gotta go, trying on shoes.

I sigh and cut off my notifications while Ashley, Jen, Bobbi and Terence go find clothing combinations for me to try on.

Jen grabs my phone and reads the texts.

J: Take out your SD card.

Me: Why?

J: Just do it.

Me: Okay. *takes it out after backing up my contacts and pictures and music.*

J: *cracks the screen*

Me: WTF ARE YOU INSANE?!!

J: When he asks you why you're ignoring him, tell him you dropped it on concrete.

Me: Jen I need a phone still!!

J: Let's go buy one, on me.

Me: Okay... *sigh*

I ended up with an even better phone, 4 new outfits, 2 pairs of shoes, and a cute phone case.

Now to go home and pick out makeup and hair styles.