Maybe Tomorrow (completed)

Chapter three

I slip it on.
I love the silky top and the jacket fits perfect with it.

I put on the shoes last, but don't find much comfort in them.
(Picture at top)

I walk out, and half model for Christina and the other girls.

They squeal.
"That's just perfect!" They all yell.
I smile.

I quickly get undressed, and put on my regular clothes.

I walk back out, and the other girls pick out there outfit.

They all have a dress picked out for them.

Christina a red dress with some flower design.
Shauna a tortoise dress, it's shorter than Chris', and has a brown belt at the waist.
Marlene has a purple dress that fades down to black at the bottom.
It's as long as Christina's. Goes a little past her knee.

I'm glad they know I hate dresses. I will only wear one on very, VERY special occasions.

We check out, and I thank a million times for the clothes.

"Oh we aren't done yet." Says Christina.

She pulls me into another store, Rue21.

I actually like the outfits they have.
"Pick out anything you like Tris." Says Christina. "I got you covered."

"Are you sure?" I ask her.
She nods her head fast.
"Of course! Now, knock yourself out! Make sure you get a swimsuit though! Might need it later."

I nod.
I walk around the store, and I head over to tops.
They have really cute outfits here.

I grab a crop top black shirt, and it has some holes in the short sleeve, and one at the bottom of it.

I carry it with me as I walk over to the pants.

I find a light pair of jean shorts with some holes in them, but with lace behind the holes.
Christina walks over to me, and hands me a black and white flannel, with a black beanie.

"This would go great with that." She says.

I smile at her, and walk into the dressing room.
I slip everything on, and look in the mirror.

It's weird looking at myself with actual clothes on that fit me.

I change out of it, and walk back out, and head over to the bikini section.

I look at all of them.

I find a really light pink one, with a kinda triangle look to it.
The straps wrap around the neck, and a crossing design is in a small portion in the middle.

The bottoms have nothing special to them, just like me.

I grab it and go and try it on.
I turn around, making sure my ass doesn't hang out of it.

Wait, what ass? I'm good.

I walk out, and show the girls what I got.