Page 84 of Crew Princess
“Oh.” Yeah. I forgot. “I’m shopping because prom is this weekend.”
He was quiet. Again.
Then, “Oh, shit.”
“Ha. I see I’m not the only one who forgot.”
“Do I need a tux for that?”
I shrugged, though he couldn’t see, and headed toward this glistening creature. I would look like a mermaid in it.
“Ask Race. Do whatever he says.Don’ttell him I’m just now shopping, though. That’ll get to Taz, and she’ll freak out. Apparently, I was supposed to do this ages ago.”
He chuckled, sounding strained. “Okay. I’ll talk to Jordan and Z too. Whereareyou, though?”
I gritted my teeth, knowing he wasn’t going to be happy. “I’m in Fallen Crest.”
“What?!”
“Before you get mad, I’m incognito,” I rushed in.
And I was. I’d stopped at home, not to shower like I should’ve, but to swipe some clothes. Heather had left a few of her things in Channing’s room, so I pulled on one of her leather jackets with a white tank under it, and a pair of my jeans. My hair was still in a braid, but I had one of Channing’s ball caps pulled low.
No one would recognize me, especially here.
“Roussou does not have good shopping,” I continued. “Fallen Crest does. There’s one store in Frisco, and it’s a Dollar Store. It’s either here or make the trek to the big city. I don’t have time for that.”
He groaned. “I don’t like this.”
I didn’t either. “Shopping is not my thing. Trust me. I’ll make it quick.”
I snagged another dress off the rack. It was white tulle, with pink sparkles lined in the fabric, and it wasn’t too long.
Tulle.
I hated tulle.
Usually.
Gah.
Why couldn’t I put this down?
It was so girly. It wassonot me.
“That would look perfect on you!”
I jumped as a store clerk magically appeared beside me, her eyes wide in wonder and her mouth open. “Oh my gosh,” she said, taking it from my hands. “I’ll find you a dressing room. You have to try it on. Your body, you’d look magnificent, and I’m so extremely jealous right now. I’ve been eyeing this since we got it, but I don’t have the body for it. My sister either. You, though.” She looked me up and down, shaking her head. “You’d be ready for the Pinterest board. Lucky.”
She turned, heading for the back.
“What just happened?” Cross asked. On the phone. He was still here.
“I—I don’t really know.”
He snorted. “Okay, I’m not going to fight you on it, but get your dress and tell me when you’re leaving. The buddy system is still in play, and you’re violating it.” He dropped his voice. “It’s their turn for payback now. I really don’t like the thought of you being there alone.”
I knew this. I knew this, but it was a dress. One dress.
