Diagon Alley or bust - Polyvore

At first, Chloe mostly went into the music shop to get out of the sun. She had been running around all day, and while it wasn't sweltering, the fact that she worn a long sleeve shirt might have been a mistake. It might have also been a mistake to wear the shirt with the thickest material known to her closet, but there was no fixing that now and the world was going to have to deal with gross and red faced Chloe for today. At least her shoes were mostly comfortable, despite the fact that she didn't wear socks today and was beginning to get a blister.

However, now that she was taking a break from her errands, Chloe realized that this shop was perfect. She loved music, especially since her sister sang in the chorus and she had to go to every concert. She loved music even more when her sister joined a rock band and began wearing too much eyeliner, screaming her heart out in their garage every afternoon. Chloe remembered sitting in on their practices, her legs crossed on the concrete floor, watching the band attempt to play popular songs. Because, while they poured their hearts into their music and worked for three hours every day, the group was bad. Really bad. Like, never got asked to perform anywhere bad. Actually Chloe was pretty sure she had one of her sisters old band shirts -yes, they actually printed shirts- in the back of her closet somewhere, their mom grumbling every time it was worn.

And that wasn't even mentioning the fact that she had been meaning to purchase her favorite record again. When she first got the record for her birthday, she hid it from her sister, went into the attic and played it obsessively, breaking the record in the process. It was the worst moment in her life and she cried until her mom bought her a new one.

Twirling a piece of her curly hair around her index finger, Chloe looked around for anything that caught her eye, taking a piece of gum out of the pocket of her shirt and popping it into her mouth.