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Originally Posted by
emjay
Oh this was already so exciting! Even before Fern or Fern's friend Angelina was here, Brynn was already starting to bubble over with excitement. She started to pace a bit unknowingly, wandering back and forth in front of the changing rooms, peering at the closest racks of robes. Signature color.. those words of Fern's kept repeating themselves in her head. Oh what would her signature color be? And maybe later she could get some makeup to coordinate! Though she was sure her mother would not approve.. but her mother didn't have to know, right? She could get some sparkly lip gloss and sneak that by her.
Turning on the spot as she heard the squeal, brown eyes quickly searched the area until she found the owner of the voice. "FERN!!" She reached for the other girl, returning the hug and trying not to giggle at the air kisses. It wouldn't be very mature if she did and she needed to remember that sort of greeting for next time. "My birthday's going great so far! I got some birthday money so I can buy stuff here.. I'm so excited! And my mom said she could get us some ice cream later on after we were done here." She was beaming at her friend, it was shaping up to be such a great day. "And.." she leaned in a little closer and lowered her voice. "I think I have enough money to go over to Priimpernelle's and get some makeup too. But we can keep that between us." She gave her a knowing wink before stepping back to look at her. "Did you get taller?" Or maybe it was the super cute heels!
All of this excitement was too much to contain. Fern squealed again as Brynny told her about how her birthday was going, and she blurted,
”I have money too! To buy you something special also! Or maybe! Maybe something matching for both of us! Like BFF scarves!” And they were going to get ice cream!? Fern squealed again, this time clapping her hands. Never mind that they would be accompanied by Brynny’s mom; living in a household of seven, the 13-year-old understood how hard it was to completely escape from family members. Plus she knew that Brynny’s mom would TOTALLY love her.
When her friend leaned in, Fern leaned in also. This time she managed to keep her squeal in.
”Don’t worry Brynny! I was there for my birthday, and they have a new line of products just for tweens! They won’t get you in trouble but will make you super cute and mature!” She nodded seriously. Fern wished Madame Primpernelle’s had carried these items for her when she was younger. But fortunately, her natural beauty had gone a long way in making up for the fact she was forced to go product-free. Brynny was also naturally beautiful, but as her BFF, Fern would make sure the Ravenclaw wasn’t left to fend for herself with nothing but beauty sleep and chapstick to supplement her merlin-given looks.
At the redhead’s question, Fern looked down at her long legs self-consciously,
”Yeah…” She had measured herself last week, and she now stood at five feet, four and half inches, with only an inch and a half of wiggle room before she grew too tall to race winged horses.
”But,” she looked back at her friend, chin sticking out determinedly,
”I’m not going to grow any taller! I’ve given up milk!” Quote:
Originally Posted by
StarShine
Angelina was having a tea break from all the daunting speed of summer time. She loved children and all, but they could be tiring -
....WHO were talking in exclamations there?
Narrowing her eyes as she focused on the sounds, she got up at last and checked herself in the mirror: black shirt: check; white shorts: check; necklace: good; hair: alright; make up: still great. Taking the last sip from her tea, she emerged from the back room and headed towards the changing rooms. She put on a smile, but it turned into a genuine one soon. There were two CUUUUTE little girls there, and one was Fern. She remembered her perfectly from the year before.
"Hey Fern!" she greeted her warmly and grinned at her friend. "Hello. Angelina Eboué, the assistant here. How are you two?" Having a shopping time together, mhmmm? Fern knew that voice, and she turned around, any expression of stubbornness washed away, replaced by giddy joy. Angelina remembered her name! Fern knew that she would, of course, but OMG! SHE REMEMBERED HER NAME!!
”ANGELINA!!! This is my BFF Brynny!! Fern reached for Brynny’s hand. Did she see how amazing Angelina looked!? How everything about the shop assistant was flawless and perfect and mature and cool!?
”Today she’s officially 12-years-old, and we are here for a makeover!! I told her all about how you helped me pick out my signature color,” Fern hoped Angelina noticed her dark orchid finger and toe nails, and her dark orchid statement necklace,
”and I told her you could help her find her’s!!”