"So this is the stuff on sale, but don't worry. This isn't like other places. So this stuff isn't crappy or old." Margot starts digging up clothes.
I grab a blouse. "I don't recognise the label."
"Of course you don't," Margot says handing Marnie a green maxi dress with floral print. "It's all hand-made by Tallulah and her friends, Clover and Rain."
"Clover and Rain? What interesting names." Marnie remarks as she holds the dress up to her body.
"Yeah, I know. Clover's boyfriend's name is Kale so it sounds like you are ordering plants for a garden." Margot stands back to let us dig.
"So your sister is a designer?" I put down the blouse.
Margot crosses her legs. "Nah, Lula can't draw a stick figure." She snorts. "Rain is the designer. Why? You one too?"
"I wish I could be one. I mean, I know a lot about fashion, but it isn't a very prosperous career. Like there are lots of risks." I quickly try to cover my offense. "Besides, I only turn sixteen on July 7th. I still have lots of time to choose."
"Isn't that...like in four days?" Marnie moves around some more clothes.
"Yeah. I mean tomorrow is Fourth of July." Margot start to sift through the nearest rack of clothes.
"Holy cow." I drop the shirt. "I'm sorry." I retrive it. "I forgot the date. I didn't realise what tomorrow is."
"Can't believe I am older than you." Margot remarks. "I turned sixteen three weeks ago. How about you Marnie?"
"I turn sixteen next month. Hey, mind if I try this on?"
"Knock yourself out." Margot shrugs. "You know, I want to be an artist. So it's the artist, the designer and...what do you think Marnie wants to be? Probably something fancy like a doctor."
"I want to be a designer, but I plan on becoming a lawyer," I correct her.
Margot stares at me. "No shit? Why? Are you no good something?"
" A lawyer is more practical."
"So you give up on your dream because 'it isn't practical'? That's stupid." Margot crosses her arms over her chest.
I explain that it isn't the only reason, that I also have no experience and it's too late to start.
"It's never too late to start." Margot shakes her head. "And I mean, come on! Take a chance and give it a go."
By this time Marnie is back and it is my turn to go to the dressing room. It is nothing to be exicited about. A graphic t-shirt with a weird smiley face on it.
"This one wants to be an accountant!" Margot groans when I return.
"It's a good career!" Marnie challenges.
"Looks like you'll never win, Margot." I laugh.
Even these two fit better with me than Anastasia and them. They must think I've been kidnapped or something.
"Hey, Margot, thanks for the shirt. I really have to go." I head for the door.
"Wait!"
I am surprised to find that it is Marnie.
"Can we...hangout again later? Or exchange numbers? Because I am here with my aunt and cousin for some 'girl time' and you two are honestly the most interesting people I have met. And I don't want to throttle you guys whenever you speak to me." Marnie begs.
"I've made friends!" Margot fist pumps.
"Okay." I say.
We exchange numbers and find each other on Instagram before departing. I still have the money Kiersten gave me. I spot a smoothie place which is probably where Marnie's came from. I am already late so I might a well.
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