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Post by Heidi Russo on May 23, 2009 11:25:59 GMT -5
The dark blue laced vest was thrown thoughtlessly to the corner of the small curtained changing room. The pile of rejected clothes was building up to form a knee high mountain of cloth. Shopping was a pain it, had been 571 years and she still had a love hate relation ship with the task never able to make up her mind what she wanted. The lace blue had been too tight on her hips and Creamy T looked to school girl. The rest of the abandoned clothes all had simpler problems and in the end Heidi resorted to pulling her original shirt on. Another wasted trip she really had to stop being so fussy. Whilst pulling the curtain open with one fluid movement Heidi took one last glance back and the neglected mound. It was a shame just to leave them all there but the shop was relatively empty so it would give the bored pimpled shop assistant something to do for the next 20 minuets.
Flicking her bag up on to her shoulder with incredible ease, Heidi headed for the door of the shop trying to keep her eyes off all the marked down sales, it would only lead to trouble and some unneeded stress. “Miss is there anything I can help you with today” Said the pimpled faces teen in an irritatingly nasal voice as Heidi passed by her. The shop assistant gasped silently as she noticed Heidi’s violet eyes. It must have been contacts, thought the girl unable to take here eyes off of Heidi’s.
Heidi shook her head politely casing her mahogany hair to unhook from behind her ear and fall to the side of her face like a curtain. She reached the glass door and embarrassingly a fair hair girl attempted to open it from the other side. If Heidi could blush she may have done as the girl glared threw the door at her. The fair haired girl pushed threw the door and past Heidi with out a side words glance sending a cool breeze to fly in to Heidi’s face and hair. A spasm went through her body like wild fire and the palms of Heidi’s hand began to itch. Oh great just perfect. Heidi scolded her self silently her eyes clamping shut. The sweet and slightly sour smell of the girls blood was flouting lazily in the air as the girl passed from rail to rail and then eventually to the changing cubicles. Thoughts begin to rush threw Heidis mind. There where only two shop assistants in the shop and the music was on relatively loud so they would most likely not here a thing. Her hand absentmindedly flew out to the nearest t-shirt her fingers curling round the hanger tightly. With one quick step towards the changing rooms Heidi opened her eyes.
“Would you like me to find that in your size? Oh sorry miss this is a mans top I don’t think it’ll fit you. I think it will look like a dress on you so if that’s what your in to … the whole guys top dress thing then im sure it would look great … miss?”
Heidi loosened her grip on the hanger and forced a sweet smile to her face, handed the top to the assistant and heading to the door.
It was too early in the day for killing.
Heidi turned to gaze up and down the street. How nice it was to be out of Italy. |
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