Flipping Through Time

[Emo]

Pulling her hair into a neat pony-tail Seb removed herself from the restroom of the store. Target was so normal compared to her everyday, horse centered life. But she loved to just get away for a bit, forget about everything else. Besides Colt of course. How could she not think of him all day? Surprisingly enough he has touched a deeper part of her than a normal friend, but she was trying to keep it casual … trying being her keywords there.

Stepping into one of the aisles she sidled through them with grace and precision. She wanted something … uncasual. Something that would help her stand out. She needed … a dress. Oh my god, had she really just thought what she thought she had thought? Seb hasn’t worn a dress in so long, but she wanted something special for the new opening of the lounge. She was hoping to pull the question out on Colt in a few days.

But enough of that, she needed to look. Flipping through all the dresses she was continuously pulling black or dark navy blue ones. She hated wearing bright colors. Something about them just set her off and agitated her. Neutrals were good but she didn’t look that good in neutrals. So she continued to pull of dark colors. Looking for exactly what she wanted was going to be hard, and a bit of compromise was going to have to be made.

[Aquired]

Amber had been walking through Target for quite some time, not exactly finding what she wanted. What was it that she wanted? Something.. Plaid. Something new. Today she had a checkered headband in her hair, plain black as usual, again, with the blue tint to it.

She had on a black and white striped skirt with fishnet leggings and gloves, and a black MCR t-shirt. Her black and pink graffiti skate shoes as usual, were on her feet. She had stopped through the Lingerie and gotten black leggings. She had also gotten a few bracelets. But she wanted a new outfit or something.

She had arrived at the dresses, looking for something plaid. She had found a red plaid dress, and went to try it on. It fit nicely. The spaghetti straps complemented her shoulders. She took off the dress, out her clothes back on, and went out by the other dresses, looking for anything else that might catch her eye.

Why don't you wear this? He asked her. ''It's too short. And revealing." She had replied back. So? Maybe I like that. That had scared her. She didn't know what she'd do. She wished what had happened after that, never happened.

Why couldn't she just stop thinking about the past? She sighed. While daydreaming, she ran into someone else.

Uh, sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going. She looked at the girl. She had dark hair, with highlights, and green eyes. She was shorter than her, but didn't look much older. Maybe a year or two.

[Emo]

Tugging another dress off the rack she studied it. Low V neck, chiffon, about lower thigh high, about an inch above the knees on Seb, and a revealed back. Not quite what she was looking for. Setting it back on the rack she sighed, running her hand among all the dresses. She had to admit they were nice, but not for her. Seb was picky, very picky. And so she scanned, flitting through each dress, contemplating slowly.

Feeling a bump to her shoulder she quickly spun around to meet her bumper. Smiling quickly she accepted the girls apology. ”No, it’s fine, no need to apologize. By the way, nice outfit!” The girl looked as if she was just pulled out of Hot Topic unwillingly and stuffed into Target uncomfortably. But Seb noticed that she was obviously looking for something. Turning away Seb pulled another dress, completely black, off the rack. No straps, asymmetrical, knee high, flattering seams running along the torso and waistline. Close but no bulls-eye. She was definitely getting warmer though

[Aquired]

She looked at the girl, turning back to the rack looking for anything that would catch her eye. Thanks. I'm, uh, Amber, by the way. Dont you like other colors rather than darker colors?

This girl didn't look like she'd like dark colors. She seemed more of the kind of person who'd like lighter colors. But then again, things aren't always what they seem...

She pulled out a frilly dress with polka dots and a big bow, and started laughing. Nice dress, huh? It looks like something from Good Will. Although I prefer Hot Topic or Rave. Debb is good too. I don't really come into Target much.. The dress she pulled out looked hideous. But it was hilarious to look at.

[Emo]

Sebastiana smiled as Amber spoke. What a pretty name, Amber. ”Not really. Nothing else really flatters me. I don’t know why. Part of it is also because my favorite color is black. Believe it or not, the only time really wear anything besides black is in the daytime. I’m such a night owl it’s impossible to think I get any sleep whatsoever.” Shrugging lightly she pulled out another dress, smiling as she slung it over her arm.

Looking over her shoulder she held back a laugh at the dress that Amber had pulled out. ”Wow, what an insane design. It’s horribly colored and patterned, but so funny to look at.” Another reason she kept to the simple black. Sleek and usually, almost always at least, a flattering design. One can never own too many little black dresses. ”Why don’t you come into Target much? They actually have some pretty could clothing stock if you know where to look. But yeah, I agree, Debb is so much better.”

OOC//: the word 'dress' is a link, click it for the dress picture.

[Aquired]

Yeah. Haha. Well, I used to come into Target a lot with..- She stopped. Damnit. Almost did it again.

Uh, so what's your name? That was close. She almost given away her reason for hating most of her life. Well, if she cared, she'd ask.

Some of these dresses are hilariously hideous.. She had found another dress and thought it'd go good with her black jacket, and put it over her arm with the rest of her stuff.

[ooc; this is the dress she found before

[Emo]

Amber stalled. Why’d she stall? What was she going to say? Seb’s curiosity was picked as she waited for the rest, but it never came. Instead, a question followed. ”Oh yeah. Sorry. Where are my manners? I’m Sebastiana, call me Seb.” Her smile was bright as she watched the dresses that Amber pulled off the racks. Her last dress was nice, particularly the design. ”So, any particular reason your dress shopping as well? Or is it just a whim action?” Seb did that sometimes, act on a whim or on a certain feeling she couldn’t get rid of. Like the feeling to leave her house but not know why.

OOC//: Short o.o

[Aquired]

Sebastiana.. Has a nice ring to it. She smiled, and thought before she said anything else. Eh. I usually don't wear dresses, so I don't own many. Pretty much just a whim action. She laughed.

Does she really not care about why I paused? Maybe.. Should I tell her? Maybe not. Not yet...

OOC; yes.. Short for me too xD -doesn't know what to type;;writers block-

[Emo]

”Thanks. Too bad I don’t like it.” Seb sighed. Amber’s pause was still bugging her. Why had she stopped? But she’d wait it off, let the silence settle for a bit before saying anything about it. Skimming through all the dresses on the rack she found nothing else she liked as much as the one slung over her arm. And it was just her luck that the shoe aisle was right across from where she was standing. Slowly moving over to it she looked back at Amber.

”Amber? Why had you stopped talking? I mean, it’s none of my business if you don’t want to tell me, but it has gotten me curious.” She pulled a pair of black high heels off the shelf, examining the heel height and the straps. Stiletto’s, definitely what she wanted most. Moving a bit farther down she looked over at Amber from the gap between the shelves. Pulling another pair off the shelf she pulled the straps straight. Had to be at least half a foot long, not long enough. And they just seemed to be getting shorter. That’s Seb’s luck for you.

[Aquired]

She noticed Seb go over to the shoes. Thats what she didn't have. Shoes. She walked over and looked for any type of Converse, vans, skate shoes, maybe high heels.

Her heart stopped when she asked why she stopped talking. She looked down. Well uh, I used to come here all the time with, my, uh, Ex.. He literally forced me to come here. So i forced him to hot topic and debb and stuff. I prefer not to come here, it brings back terrible memories of him..

Come on. Go into Target with me. Be happy for once. He said. "No. I don't want to go to Target. And maybe I'd be happy if you treated me better.She had said this a lot to him. He didn't seem to get it. Listen. You're going into target with me. He was mad. "And if I dont?" She asked. She shouldn't have said that, for, he hit her, grabbed her hand, and took her in. He hated it when she argued with him. She hated him..

Suddenly, she realized she had spaced out again, remembering the past. He had changed her life so much..

[Emo]

Stopping what she was doing Seb looked over at Amber, slightly concerned. She listened carefully, kind of sorry she had asked. She let it sink in, let it really hit full force. Was he abusive or simply demanding? Two totally different things. Seb went back to her shopping. It didn’t take her long to notice that Amber had drifted off into thought. Waving her hand in front of Ambers face she waited for any reaction. After a few seconds Amber came back to reality. Smiling Seb moved back to the shoes. Red or black? … Black, most definitely. ”We need to get you out. Look. I’m hoping to go with a friend to the opening of the lounge, you should join us. Maybe we can hook you up with somebody. Nobody should live in the past.”

Pulling a box of shoes off the shelf once more she pulled them out. Full calf length strings, black, winding pattern across the foot. Not exactly what she had been looking for but close enough to her idea. A plus was the fact that the heel size was only three inches, something she could deal with and not kill her feet.

[Aquired]

A.. guy? An actual boyfriend who wouldn't hurt her? She liked the idea. She hadn't been with anyone in quite some time. She liked just the thought of having someone to talk to.

The lounge? I've been in it.. Wasn't it already open? Or is it not the lounge I'm thinking of? I can't help living in the past.. It keeps coming back to me.. I'm 16. Just so you know not to hook me up with someone younger than me. She laughed.

She spotted a box of high heels. Her size, 8. They were black, the heel was two inches. The straps when up to her ankles. She could walk in them. She carried them with her, and followed Seb to the checkout.

[Emo]

Seb thought over her words. Wrong lounge, the one at the corner of Seventh, the darkish looking building with bright lights constantly being tested. ”Hmmm, no. Wrong lounge. I’ll show you when it opens up. Or maybe I can find a flyer for it. But yeah, either way you’re going out. 16 isn’t a bad age either. 17, pleasure to meet you younger person.” Seb laughed as she walked towards the check out counter. Pulling out the flashy gold credit card she took Amber’s items and neatly placed them into the pile. As the cashier went through them Seb turned back to Amber. ”You’d look good in that dress you bought. And those heels should fit pretty nicely, tying the whole look together. But it’s missing something.” Seb tried hard to imagine Amber in the dress and heels. Something was amiss though.

Letting the tired cashier swipe her card she looked over at Amber, not letting her argue over the fact that she was buying all her things. ”My parents have way too much money, need to spend it on something.” She continued to think of what was missing while she gathered up the bags, separating Amber’s from her own.

[Aquired]

She didn't really mind that Seb was buying all of the stuff Amber had. She could have bought it, but it seemed Seb wanted to. She took her bags from Seb. Thanks, for buying my stuff. My parents are who knows where. They're always out on business. When does the lounge open? Maybe I'll wear one of the dresses I bought. Probably the black one. Save the plaid for another day. But.. What's missing?

She knew it wasn't her makeup. If it was, then it was just the way she put it on. Maybe it was her hair. She didn't know. She was glad to have someone actually want to be her friend. Not get freaked by the way she looked. Pleasure to meet you too. Who are you planning on hooking me up with? She was interested on who it could be.

[Emo]

Seb waved away her thanks with a your welcome smile. No need to really thank her. Wasn’t even her money. Not that her parents would care. ”Sometime next week. Hopefully at least. They say that a lot of stuff still needs to be installed and tested. Hopefully it won’t be too long. It’s going to kill me if it is. And I don’t know who just yet, I’ll have to scout. What’s missing? It isn’t your make-up, no worries.” Seb could tell that Amber was thinking about all the possibilities just like she was.”Must be your hair. It has to be. You have such a fine face, why do you cover it up with your hair? Curls would definitely pull a few heartstrings. Maybe not. We could straighten it out a bit more, flatter maybe. I’ll have to look and see what I can find.”

Seb let the doors open before stepping outside them. ”Hey, meet me at the ice cream shop and we can talk about it more. Or we can take one of our cars and go together?” Seb was dieing to get back into her car. Such a fantastic vehicle. Second to Twilight that car had really grown on her, becoming her second child basically. It purred just right.