Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 29
“What size are you?” I asked Sierra.
“I’m size 11/12 in jeans and a medium in shirts.”
“Black jeans?” I asked her and she nodded.
I thumbed through the rack of jeans. “What about
dark blue?” I questioned as I stared at a clot of dark
“That’s fine,” she replied. I grabbed a handful of 11/12
jeans and handed them to her. She examined each of
them before smiling and nodding. So we have 5
pairs of jeans now.
“Do you see any shirts you like?” I asked her, resting
back and she nodded. She grabbed a long sleeve
shirt and a red vest.
“Here, go pay for it,” I told her, handing her the
When we walked towards another store that suited
our fashion sense, I asked her how much cash was
left. “We have about $313.89,” She told me, doing
mental math. I nodded.
“Where’d you get this money?” my eyebrows rose.
Did she rob a bank? When I go shopping, I get $200.
“My parents gave us money to get clothes; $500
each,” she told me and I nodded.
“That’s a lot of money,” I told her.
“That’s only because we have about four pairs of
normal jeans and we only own tank tops and
sandals,” she told me. “We need coats and shoes
and jeans and long sleeve shirts; my parents didn’t
think it through when they decided to send us here.”
“Just get any shirts,” I told her and she nodded,
handing me her bag. I leaned against the wall, staring
out of the doorway as she went to the changing
room. I saw Sabrina and Jonah walking, obviously
“How many shirts did you buy?” I inquired.
“I bought eight more and then two more pairs of
jeans,” she told me and I nodded. “We can go to any
shoe store that sells Converse or DC’s.”
After we bought her two pairs of shoes, we had to
go to Target to buy undergarments. I looked at her.
“You can do that yourself, right?”
She laughed before nodding. “Yes, I’m not 3,” I rolled
my eyes. My ringtone went off and I quickly picked
up the phone. I was earning dirty looks from other
customers. Did they not appreciate The All American
“What?” I stated into the phone.
“Are you guys done?” Jonah asked. I watched as
Sierra awkwardly walked to the checkout line.
“Yes, are you?” I asked.
He sighed loudly. “No, we aren’t even close. I bought
her one outfit and one fourth of the money is gone.”
“Why don’t you pick out clothes for her?” I asked. He
was quiet for a minute.
“I’m going to do that. I’ll call you back,” he told me.
“Are they finished?” Sierra piped from beside me. I
shook my head.
“He’s going to get the clothes for her,” she nodded
her head while we began aimlessly walking around
When Jonah called back, Sierra and I were talking
about which band was better; Pierce the Veil or
Sleeping with Sirens. “What?” I asked.
“We’re ready,” I turned to Sierra and nodded. “We’re
in the food court.”
Sierra and I made our way to the food court, looking
around for the boy and the twin. When we found
them, Sabrina was pouting and Jonah was glaring at