This choice: Yell at the girl angrily • Go Back...Chapter #7Yell at the girl angrily by: Tight Fit   The girl’s laughing sends you into a rage.
“What did you do to me?!” you scream out, trying to keep balance as she swerves around corners at high speed. “What did you do?”
“Back in high school, I wanted to make something that would really make me stand out from everyone else in the Fashion Club. Everyone was making the same dresses and the same outfits, but I knew how to out do them all!”
The van swerves again, the fluffy hat swishes with the momentum.
“I was working at the second hand store back then, and a BIG donation of fluffy fur coats came in. They were all in pretty rough shape, but there was enough unspoiled fur to make something incredible - like a phoenix rising from the ashes!”
You grit your teeth, your body burning hot under the fur collar.
“After I had cut, dyed, and sewed my dream together, I couldn’t wait to show it off at school! I got barely any sleep the night before, thinking about how cute and fluffy I’d be, with the rest of the girls looking frumpy clones of each other. I still remember the gasps and smiles I saw when I bounced through the front doors! Everything was going as planned, until...”
You see her punch the steering wheel, the horn blasting through the empty streets. The van begins to accelerate even faster.
“You. YOU. You just HAD to walk by me and mock me. You just HAD to ruin my day, my ONE. DAY.”
You gulp under the bulging collar.
“Do you remember what you said?”
You shake your head, the big hat sways as a reminder of your current appearance.
“You said, and I quote - ‘Nice outfit.’”
You knit your glittering brows in confusion. “Wait... ‘nice outfit’? Is that what this is all about? Seriously?! What is the...”
“It was the most sarcastic, demeaning thing I have ever been a victim of!” She screams out, slamming on the breaks. “Nice outfit?! “NICE” OUTFIT?! Well, I figured since you thought it was such a ‘nice outfit’, you’d want to see how nice it was, give it your own personal test drive!”
The van has stopped. She moves past the front seat into the back of the van, and begins petting you like a dog.
“See how nice and fluffy your hat is? That’s an entire coat’s worth of fox fur, dyed a delicious baby pink. The pom poms were made from the big cuffs on each of the sleeves! Isn’t it so cuddly and warm?”
She giggles, stroking the outfit. You are terrified, this girl is psycho.
“Don’t you love how cute and poofy the dress is? I designed it myself! How can someone NOT pay attention to someone in such a cute outfit? Why would ANYONE want to hurt someone’s feelings when they’re glamorous enough to pull such a daring look off?! Maybe it’s because you were jealous, maybe you always wanted to look pretty in pink fur... well, now’s your big day! Time for you to...”
Her voice becomes faint and muffled and the world goes dark as a very thick bag is pulled over your hat and head. Your face is squished in a tight prison of fur, the smell of your makeup and perfume invades your nose stronger than before. You hear the leash unbuckle from the side of the van, and the door opens. A strong yank pulls you out the door, and big arms quickly grab you and stand you on your heels. You are quickly dragged by two people on either side of you, and your muffled screams go unheeded, with the laughter of the girl becoming more and more distant as you’re carried away from the van.
After several minutes of muffled sounds coming and going, and being pushed against several doors to open them, the bag is pulled from your head, the fur hat expanding and exploding out from its prison, and you squint your heavily made up eyes as they adjust to the light.
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