Chapter 8

                               

 

        "KRIPA!!" screamed Alliyah the minute I walked in the room. "Let's go shopping!"

        Whoa. This girl had way to much energy.

        "Didn't you just get off your shift?" I asked,

        "Ya so?"

        "Aren't you tired?"

        "Nope!" she smiled cheekily. "I was talking to Alisha and she told me that there was this killer sale going on and I sooo cannot wait to shop till I drop!"

        "Oh. Well ok. See you later then." I said, hoping she would go on her own or take someone else along.

        "What do you mean? Aren't you coming?" she frowned, with a confused look on her pretty face.

        Decisions, decisions. Be a jerk and not have a good relationship with my roommate (who I would have to live with for three whole months), or relax and nap.

        I forced myself to smile. "Ok ill come. Just give me a second?"

        "Sure!" she replied smiling.

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        An hour later I was in Against All Odds, looking at shirts, whereas Alliyah had her hands filled with them.

        "Oooo! Look those shirts with the sayings! I just love those types of shirts!" She went over to the rack and started going through it. She picked out five and then called me over. I walked over, tired.

        "Kripa aren't you going to buy anything?" she said.

        "I will, but I don't have much of budget…I want to have some money for the school year so I don't have to work then." I said.

        "Still," she insisted, "you can buy something!" She started looking through the rack.

        She pulled out a pink tank that had spoiled embedded on in with rhinestones. "Nah. This wont work. You're not spoiled." She pulled out another, this time an orange one with the words 'Ms. Perfect' on it. "this wont work either!" she said frustrated.

        I just stood there, looking around, wondering how long it would take her to pick something out.

        "PERFECT!!" she screamed all of a sudden. "This is so totally you!" She held up a red shirt with the words in faux diamonds "Too Hot Too Handle".

        "No! I mean, id rather not buy that." I said, desperate to not have to buy the shirt.

        "Ill buy it for you if you don't buy it." She said. I sighed. I didn't want her to spend her money on me.

        "Ok ill buy it."

        "Yay!" she cheered and went over to the cashier. She whipped out her credit card and didn't even look at the price tags. Lucky.

       

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        "That was so much fun!" Alliyah screamed when we got outside.

        "Ya it was" I said truthfully. It had indeed turned out to be fun. She popped open her trunk and we put the bags in- her million bags, and my one lone bag.

        We sat in the car and she put the key in the ignition. She turned the key. Nothing happened. She tried again. Nothing.

        "JUST GREAT!" she said and whipped out her cell. "lets wait outside the car, the leathers too hot inside." I nodded and got out.

        She called someone and told him/her where they were. I was hoping it was Josh or Cole…but I knew it was Angad.

        "Ok! Angad will be here in a while!" she said. Crap! I soo didn't want to see him.

        Fifteen minutes later, a black Range Rover parked next to us and out came Mr. Angad himself. He had on a pair of jeans and a black ACDC shirt on that nursed his muscles. His eyes were covered with a pair of dark shades but I could tell he was staring at me with that penetrating look of him. He walked over and……..

That's it! Sorry for leaving you all in a cliffhanger. This part was based on Alliyah and Kripa, but it's like the climbing action so it was necessary. Comments! The more, the better the parts (and the longer!). I did this part because I got so many PM's, and it's bad because its 1:30 a.m. in NJ right now and im soo sleepy. Thank you.

 

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