“Good afternoon. May I help you?”-An old lady asked us.
“Um, yes! I’m looking for clothes for my little brother. He’s same size as she is.”-Tiffany detto pointing at me.
“Oh, follow me.”-The lady answered. “Here it is. If te need any help, I’ll be around”
“Thank you.”-We answered.
“Now.. What style?”-Tiff asked me
“We should go for skate-emo style. The combination of skinnies and big colorful hoodies.”
“Definitely. Let’s see what we’ve got.”
“Yes!” I started going to raws of clothes picking some dark skinnies, black ones and one pair of light jeans. I was in charge for jeans and pants. I looked for some shorts and finally found some pallacanestro, basket ones. I took a pair of gray and black shorts. Let’s find Tiffany. When I finally found her I saw her hands were full of T-shirts, hoodies, jackets, shirts.
“Well, te need some for sport activities, if they call you. Then, bend practices. If it gets cold te need a jacket, and hm.. shirts are for going out, o something like that.”-She explained and laughed.
“Let’s try this stuff on.”-I said. I found a free cabin, and came inside. I was flat, thanks God. I took the black skinnies, and a purple hoodie, and underneath a white T-shirt. I put a hat so I could hide my hair. I looked in the mirror and started blasting out. I looked exactly like a boy, and I wasn’t so ugly. I could pass as a hot guy. I went outside so I could mostra myself to Tiffany.
“Well, hello there”-Tiffany laughed. I laughed and spited on the floor. We started laughing so hard, our stomachs hurt. The boys that passed da looked at us with those faces. I could see they’re confused. I walked towards them and said
“Dude! What’s up! Haven’t see te in a long time! Do I look like a boy?”- I detto recognizing my brother’s friend.
“Kate? Is that you?”
“Yea!”-I laughed
“You look like a boy.”-He smiled.
“That’s the idea.”-I laughed. “See you, dude”
“Sure… dude.”. Well, that was it. Me and Tiffany died there. End of the story. Kidding!
“Ahahaha, he called te a dude”
“Ahahah, yes!”
Oh, what a fun giorno that was. We imitated all those boys, ate like boys, laughed like boys. We were boys. And I liked it. When I came back it was already 10p.m. . And I was planning to go out tonight. Maybe I should get enough sleep for tomorrow o something. Or, I could text Oliver.
“Hey, Kate here. My bro is asking what kind of songs he should play tomorrow?”
I checked my grammar, and if I wasn’t being so “omg! Omg!”, and finally sent it. An answer came fast.
“Ah, whatever he wants. We play pop-punk, rock-punk and stuff. We sound something like “The Main” o even “All Time Low”. If nothing, we’ll give him the notes.”
“Oh, that would be awesome. Thanks, cu”
“You’re welcome. Yea, see you.”
BINGO! I loved those bands, they were just awesome. I should practice my chitarra playing. I’ll try with “Dear Maria, count me in”. I loved that song. I took my chitarra and the sound in the beginning of the song filled my ears, my room, the whole house.
“I got your picture and I’m coming with you, dear Maria count me in.. There’s a story at the bottom of this bottle and I’m the pen. When the lights go off I wanna watch the way te take the stage da floor, the way te avvolgere those boys around your finger…”-I sang when someone interrupted me. It was Aaron.
“Hey, Katie. Practicing for tomorrow?”-He asked.
“Um, yes. Why?”
“Just asking. So, te like that guy, huh?” Why was he so curious?
“I guess. Why do te care?”-I asked a bit confused.
“Well, can’t I ask my baby sister if she likes someone?”
“Of course te can. You’re my older brother, but.. te never really asked me stuff about boys.”
“I just.. Oh, doesn’t matter.”
“You just what, Aaron.?”
“I just don’t want te to be hurt”-He said. Aw, that is so cute, he was looking for his little sister, for me. I put my chitarra down, sat successivo to him and hugged him so hard.
“I won’t let anyone hurt me again, trust me.”-I said
“I’ll take care of that. If it won’t be me, it just wouldn’t feel right.”-He laughed. I was always close with him, but I never really knew that he noticed that I was hurting. Maybe I should let him know how are things going. I think I’ll do that from now on.
“Now, go in your room, call Clarissa and say you’re sorry for whatever te did o said.”
“No, I refuse to let that girl in my life again. She’s too dramatic and too.. not nice.”
“Not nice? Oh, come on Aaron, say what te really want to say.”
“Nope.”
“Oh, come on. It’s my wish to see that coming out from your mouth.”
“ No, not going to go so low.”-He laughed
“Please.”-I detto with cucciolo eyes.
“OH! Okay, bitchy.”
“YEY!”-I detto and did my little happy dance. It goes like left arm up, right arm up, hands on your hips and cerchio with your hips, and jump in the end. Oh, and while te do it te have to sing “oh, yeah, oh yeah”.
“You’re so weird, doesn’t surprise me you’re not as popolare as I was.”
“Oh, yeah. In my face.”-I laughed. “I never even wanted to be popular, jackass.” And he laughed.
“You know who’s the right girl for me?”- He asked me.
“Hm. Let me think. No, I don’t.”
“Tiff. I know her since we were like.. 5. And she is really pretty, and nice and people like her. And she likes me back, so I wouldn’t be hurt. Plus, we make a cute couple.”
“OMG! OMG! No way.”- I laughed. This is a surprise!
“Shut up. And don’t even try to say this to her.”
“Fine. I’ll shush. But, te have to promise me one thing!”
“Whatever te say..”
“Don’t ever hurt her. EVER”
“It wasn’t my plan, anyway. I think that could be a nice, long relationship.”-He smiled. “I even think I am in love.”
“OHMYGOD. No way!! I would never say te are.. well, not in Tiff. This is such a happy moment”-I laughed.
“Yes, yes, it is. Now, I’m going in my room. See te tomorrow, sis.”
“See you. Nighty night.”
“Night, Katie.”-He laughed.
Just wait till I say this to… Oh, right. I just laughed to no one special and continue practicing. But I am so, so, so sleepy. So..zzzzzzz