"Whatever you say. I trust your judgement, since obviously my own is flawed. And Plymouth wants to look extra nice too," Copernicus waved Anna into the changing room and took a seat. "But we ARE in a hurry. Will it take very long?"

This was too much fun. "Good I have very good judgment when it comes to fashion. Well yours isn't flawed. Boys just aren't good at putting outfits together." she assured him. "I will make sure you all walk out of here looking extra nice. It won't take me long at all to fix your hair." She pulled out her bottle of ever change hair potion. Every diva had to carry it in her survival kit.

"Oookay," Copernicus closed his eyes and crossed his arms across his chest as he slumped into the chair. "It won't be pink, will it? I'm not sure I can pull off pink hair." But Cela might like... no. No, nevermind. "Plymouth would like pink hair, though. Absolutely."

"It won't hurt I promise." She giggled at him. You'd think she was going to make him eat lima beans with the face he was making. YUCK! She hated lima beans and even thinking about it made her pull a face. "I wouldn't give you pink hair. I would give Plymouth though. he might like it." She poured some of the potion into her hands. She worked it into his hair slowly making sure she didn't drip on his robes or anything. The blue cream seeped into his hair hungrily. Instantly the ends of his hair turned a light blond. She stepped back to look at him. "Nice," She nodded.

Strolling back over to Cope and Paris, Anna twirled around in her dress once again. "I'm going to go for this zebra-print dress, these cute toeless shoes, and this clutch bag," she said, holding up the shoes and the bag as she listed them. Anna glanced up at Paris, who appeared to be about to style Cope's hair. "May I just pay you and wear my new dress out the store?" She really hoped she could, as she'd fallen in love with the dress and really didn't want to take it off anytime soon. She'd just cast a spell on her school uniform to make it smaller and able to fit inside her bag.

"Pink hair?" Anna questioned. "Cope...Plym...you're not getting pink hair, are you?" Anna giggled and then shook her head at her friends. They were odd bunch, yes they were. "What exactly are you going to do to his hair?" Anna asked Paris.

She finished styling his hair with some super hold hair gel. She had spiked the sides and the top of his hair with the gel. He looked really good. "See, told you I was good." She said to him. She turned to Anna. "Well I just wanted to fix his hair like this since he was wearing a new outfit." She looked at Anna's hair. "You know with that dress you would look better with you hair down and some dangly silver earrings." She didn't approve of flats on a girl, but heels weren't good for concerts and things. "Oh sure you can ware it out if you paid for it. I don't mind." She shrugged.

Abby finds the dressing rooms and changes into her muggle clothes. She really needs to get going if she's going to make the plane to San Jose.

"It's done?" Cope opened his eyes and grinned. He wasn't even going to look at it yet, because it might just scare him. "Thanks, Paris! I'm sure I couldn't have done it without you." He scooted out of his seat and grabbed up the clothes he planned on purchasing.

Disappearing into the changing room, Cope waved at them all over his shoulder. "I'll be right back."

"You are all done Mr. Kettleburn," She said as his eyes popped open. "Anytime," she told him dreamily as he went into the dressing room. She couldn't believe that she was crushing on him. A few weeks ago she was ready to hit him over th head with her broom as he almost knocked her out with that quodpot he threw at her. But he was totally cute and super smart. She sighed. She hated crushing on a guy. It made you do stupid things and you were a blushing git in front of him and Paris just didn't do the blush thing very well. She waited for him to change his clothes so she could see how he looked in the clothes she picked out for him. Her mind wondered to the outfit she could wear to match him if they were going out together.

"Amazing, as usual," Cale said with a grin, standing up and taking her reject dresses and hanging them on the fitting room rack. He figured the sales associate would appreciate them leaving the rooms somewhat clean when they left.

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking--I think I'm going to straighten my hair too. A lot of those punk rock band dudes used to straighten their hair to make them look more--erm, punk I guess, so I figured I'd do that too. Ezra actually told me how to do it with a wand once...probably cause she was sick of me stealing her hair stuff," he told Anna, glancing over at the nearby rack and grabbing the first t-shirt he found in his size. It looked like a rock band shirt, even though he had never heard of this band before in his life.

Grabbing a pair of jeans off the next rack, he went into the nearest changing room and slipped into his clothes before pulling out his wand and waving it around his curly fro, managing his curls instantly and making him look a lot younger too. Boooooo. He hated looking young. He wanted to look like a MAN!



He stepped out of the fitting room and turned to Anna, holding out his arms so she could see his outfit. "What do you think? I've never heard of this band but I don't think it--OHMIGOSH CONVERSE!" he exclaimed, running over to the rack nearby with the muggle shoes he loved sitting upon them. He hadn't gotten a new pair in ages, and these black ones that he had just found were screaming his name.

Her jaw dropped as Cale stepped out of the dressing room. OH.MY.MERLIN! He was hot! She couldn't believe that under that mop of curly hair and bumbling exterior there was a undercover hottie. She gawked at him and she wasn't bothering to look away either. It just wasn't possible that Cale could look that good.

Hoping Emalyn was following her, Kaika entered the clothing store...because, well, she couldn't go to a muggle concert in her robes, right? It depends which concert, true, but she didn't think this one will be robes-approved...besides, Prof. Dumont wanted them to change.

A plane! That will be her favorite part, but now...clothes. Ooooh! Lookit! Girls Section...that's where she's heading.

Comfortable beyond anything, because one has to be comfortable for an airplane, plus, she wasn't going to be all fancy for a concert, although, she'd heard her father talk about some classical music concerts that inquire you to dress up, but this was not the case.

Aha! She saw those...a pair of light blue jeans in the rack, now...Yes! The size was the right one. Phew. Now, a t-shirt...or...

"Oh! I looooove those!" she said, running towards a pair of Vans. Yes, the shoes should be the last on her list, BUT...those had squares, chess-like, in yellow and black! She had to have them, because it was all Huffie-like...now, those weren't in her size, but she found the right one in a second.

Okay. Jeans, done. Shoes, done. Now, the t-shirt. But no problem with that, because she found a yellow one that had black diagonal stripes on the bottom of the right side. Inconspicuous enough and very pretty. Better leave it at that, because it matched the shoes.

Annnnnd...of course, she completed the outfit with a black hoodie (because airplanes can get cold) and a belt (all she knew is that the belt was black and it wasn't made of leather)...The outfit simply reminded her of her muggle cousins for some reasons.

Now, where was Emalyn? Probably looking out for clothes...

"Umm, how much will this all be?" she said, placing the jeans, t-shirt, hoodie, belt and shoes on the counter.

"Ohh, Cope! Your hair looks pretty snazzy, if I do say so myself," she said, giving him the thumbs up sign and a playful, friendly wink of approval. Anna watched as her friend headed into the dressing room and disappeared out of sight. Anna finally turned back to Paris, giving her the thumbs up sign, as well. "Good job. I think he looks great!" she said. "Anyway, I plan to completely redo my head of hair on the airplane ride to America. I think it'd look better down, as well. Have any silver earrings I can get, though?"

"Oh, thanks, babe," Anna said to Cale, twirling around in her dress again and watching as it flaired out. Anna smiled when he hung her rejected dresses back on the rack. He was always so good at taking care of her like that. "I think straightening your hair would look freaking amazing on you! I don't know if I've ever told you, but I think straight hair makes you look really hot!" Anna giggled and then leaned up to hug her boyfriend.

While Cale was in the dressing room, Anna took time to search for some pretty earrings to complete her ensemble. Before she could find a pair, though, Cale was already out of the dressing room. "Holy Jelly Slugs!" Anna exclaimed, her eyes widening at her boyfriend's new look. "You look...oh my gosh. Please tell me you'll fix your hair like that every day for the rest of your life!" When Cale headed off to find some shoes that he'd gotten overly excited about, Anna turned back to Paris---who was gawking at her boyfriend! Oh no she did NOT just do that! If she and Paris weren't really good friends, Anna would tear into her right about now. Sighing, Anna moved slightly to the left to block her boyfriend from Paris' view.

Cope wandered out of the dressing room wearing the shirt tucked into the jeans and the tie knotted in a perfect double Windsor. He looked far too spiffy for a concert, and he knew it. "Um, are you sure about this, Paris? Everyone else is wearing t-shirts with their jeans." He looked down at his barefeet helplessly.

Plymouth was on a puffy cloud in heaven. Or Paris. He loved having his hair played with. He'd stand there all day long if Paris would keep up the very good work. SEE? Tipping worked!

He'd even go with pink hair... Cela liked Pink! So did Bunbunz, and they both were high - very high - in Plymouth's book.

Somewhere in the hoopla, Plymouth got dressed. The black vest looked SOOOO good. "Is my girlfriend going to think I'm the rockstar??" Plymouth did a turn for whoever would watch him.

"You like it?" Cale asked, running a hand through his hair and looking in the mirror again. He definitely did look less...what was the word he was looking for?...prefectish with his hair down like that. It reminded him of when he first started school and wore his hair like that all the time. During the Cora phase of his life. Tee hee. "I guess I can wear it like this every once in a while," he said with a grin, putting his hands on his hips and posing in the mirror. He had to admit, he looked pretty dang good right now.

He glanced over at Paris, who had stopped focusing on Copernicus and was now staring at him. In fact, it was creeping him out just a tad...looking behind him to see if something there was distracting her, he raised an eyebrow. What was she looking at? "You ok Paris?" he asked, wrinkling his dark eyebrows as he turned towards her again.

Girls were so weirddddd sometimes!

She looked through the clothes that Kaika laid out on the counter. "Nice selection. Be sure to grab a nice belt buckle to make this really pop. Something girly and with color would be nice. But this will be 85 dollars." She told her with a smile.

When Anna stepped in front of her view it broke the spell Cale looking so fresh and clean had over her. She shook her head. If anyone had did that to her boyfriend she would have pounced on the girl like a stylish ninja and pulled every strand of her hair out by the roots. "Sorry Anna," She blushed. She ran over to her and threw her arms around her. "I would never do anything but look," She promised.

She giggled as Cope stepped out of the dressing room. She walked over to him and untucked his shirt. She pulled his jeans down a bit so they weren't tightly clinging to his waist for dear life. She then reached up and loosened the tie. "Thats how you are supposed to wear this outfit," She said stepping back to look at him. "You always want to stand out from what everyone else is doing love, you look good," She smiled at him.

She played in his hair some more trying to find a good way to style it. It was rather long. Hmm, maybe she could straighten it. That would look smashing on him.

She giggled. Plymouth really was funny. "With the right amount of candy Cela would think you were Merlin himself, but you do look good." She nodded with a smile.

She nodded at him as she had gotten her senses back. "Just fine Cale," She told him as she turned around so he wouldn't see the creeping blush crawling up her face.

"Not everyone....," Anna joked. "I'm wearing a dress!" Anna softly laughed, knowing good and well that wasn't really what Cope meant. He wanted to look like all the other guys. "You know that you don't have to go with that ensemble if you'd prefer something else. It looks awesome on you, but that's not the only outfit in the store, you know." Anna turned and motioned in the direction of the jean and t-shirt rack. "Cale found something really cool there."

"No, Cale. No, no, no, no, and no. I don't like it," she said, crossing her hands over her chest and shaking her head. I loovvee it! L-O-V-E, loovvee! I think you look really hot, and I may need to guard you with my life at that concert. I bet everyone there will want to steal you away!" Anna eyed Paris again, who had obviously been staring at Cale like he was some kind of sightseeing attraction or something. "You can wear it every day as far as I'm concerned."

"Okay, I'm ready to purchase my dress, shoes, and handbag," Anna said to Paris. As she talked, Anna slid into her new shoes. With her wand, she casted a spell on her old uniform and shoes, making them small enough to fit into her new bag. "I think I'll pass on the earrings for now. Thanks, though. Sooo, what's my grand total? Can I just pay you right here, or is there some line I need to get in?" Anna smiled and hugged Paris in return. "Awww, it's okay. I mean...he's hot!"

"Okay," he looked down at his shirt and jeans before wandering away to find shoes while Anna paid her bill. He found some of those black shoes that Paris recommended, slipping them on before he headed back to the counter. "When Anna is done, I want to check out as well. I'll pay for mine, and we'll see how much Plymouth can pay... I'll cover the rest."

She nodded and smiled at Anna hugged her back. She would never do that to Anna anyways. That was just wrong on all sorts of levels. "No you can pay right now. We don't really have a register of anything. I think that would just confuse everyone." She giggled. She was a old hand at ringing things up, all she did was slap down that black card and doors opened and people snapped to attention around her. "I think 70 dollars should cover everything," She smiled at her. She really hopped Anna added some earrings and bangles to her outfit. She hated girls who went out of the house without accessories.

She smiled. He looked really good and with his hair looking like that he was going to turn some heads wherever they were going. They were only a year a part after all. It wasn't like she was still 13, she could totally date him. Grr, she shook her head to clear it of those thoughts. She needed to go jump in the lake. She was like in guy withdrawal and with Cope and Cale wandering around looking as good as they did she need the coldness to shock her back to reality. Well Cale was taken she wasn't looking at him like that. He just surprised her looking like that. She hadn't ever given him a second thought really. He was too clumsy for her and she liked to snowboard and he would kill himself doing that. But Cope wasn't taken...he was single and ready to mingle. Stop it! She told herself.

"Yours is 80 dollars," She told him. "I think Plymouth's might be 80 too if he doesn't pick out anything else," She explained.

Elizabeth looked around and then laughed as she found that Paris was right. She hadn't even noticed that she'd wandered to a rack of dresses. "Oh," she said, then grinned. "Of course you are. That's why you're here, right?" She glanced around as it was pointed out that they sold shoes too, feeling like she had been incredibly unobservant, or at least sounded like she had been. "Yeah, I saw that. Very useful," she commented, then taking the clothing the Slytherin handed to her. "Would you say some sort of heels, or what?," she asked, before getting a thoughtful look on her face at the blouse color. "Hmm, never worn very much red before. House loyalties and all," she said, smiling again. "But if I'm using you as the expert, I guess I'll trust you."

Elizabeth seemed like she had checked out or something. She looked like she didn't know how she had even gotten here. "Yes thats why I am here. Bringing some fashion sense to Hogwarts," She giggled. If she wasn't so interested in science she would go into the fashion world. She tapped her wand against her cheek thinking about her question. "Well my fashion idol Carrie Bradshaw always wore heels with every outfit no matter where she was going. So I would say yes. You have the legs to pull off heels." She nodded. "To be honest you are a bit pale to wear so much blue. Red looks good on pale skin and tanned skin. But we can go with pink if you want to. That would look nice with your blond hair." She observed. "Then we can shorten your hair into a nice bob. That would look great. Not cut your hair mind you just shorten it." She didn't want freak the girl out.

Elizabeth laughed along with Paris. "The difficulty lies in the fact that not very many people here seem that concerned with being fashionable," she commented, before smiling at the compliment. "Thanks. Any suggestions?," she asked. She had always liked heels simply because they made her a little bit taller. Being petite was annoying sometimes, especially since it seemed like all her siblings had inherited their height from her father. She was the only one who was short like her mother. Her seven-year-old brother was almost as tall as her, and she was going to be seventeen in a couple months. She shrugged as Paris spoke about colors, then smiled again. "It's no problem. Besides, pink and white seems a little too cutesy or something. At least as far as I could tell." She laughed again as her hair was then brought into the conversation. "I didn't know my hair was that long, that much shortening would be needed. But that would be interesting. LIke being able to try out a haircut before actually going through with it." She took a deep breath. "I guess I'm putting myself into your hands," she said with a grin. "Go for it." It wasn't like it was permanent. And who was going to stop her?

"Thats the problem. You have to dress for success. Coco Chanel said it best 'Dress shabbily, they notice the dress. Dress impeccably, they notice the woman.' Words to live by." She nodded. Chanel was the epitome of class and elegance. She loved Chanel. She never realized how short Elizabeth was, and she was short even though she was taller than Paris. And being taller than Paris wasn't a feat she was the size of a 8 year old kid. "Well with your height we might try something from my shoe collection. Jimmy Choos would look good on you. Or Chinese Laundry." She said thinking to herself. She shook her head. "Oh honey a girl she have a healthy stock of pink and white. Its very feminine and totally classic. And there is nothing wrong with being cute." She told her. She looked at Elizabeth's hair. It was a cute hair style like 3 years ago. She needed to update her whole look. Maybe punk it out a bit. She clapped her hands together. "Well that is good because I will have you looking totally smashing I promise you. Go try those on and then we can work on your hair. And I think gold accessories will look good on you too." She wondered if Liz would let her change her hair color. She might look good as a red head.

Vanessa rolled her eyes, as he dragged her towards the clothing store, she really hadn't expected that.
"Well...It's a movie premiere...so I'd presume Formal?" She shrugged, not really knowing, it wasn't like she'd ever been to a movie premiere herself. "Probably a long dress...maybe" She nodded her head towards a rack of dressings. "And then maybe you should wear a suit...or something."