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know." she replied. Becka thought of it for a moment. "What about pancakes and maple syrup?" she suggested. Darla shook her head. "Scrambled eggs and bread. What of that?" Darla asked. " I think

a." she answered, t

nd breakfast began. " I think we should go shopping today." Scarlett suggested as they discussed a rock concert coming up. " Shopping? I thought.. we've got enough food to last us for long." Becka asked, wrapping her fingers around the warm mug of tea. " I mean shopping for clothes." Scarlett rectified. Becka s

nd Bel were picking shorts, crop tops, leggings and gowns that fitted so close like second skin. Becka didn't feel like wearing all that. The blouses, skirts and trousers that she chose were okay by her. "Just look at this, girls." Becka said, having the girls look at her in a royal blue gown in the dressing room. It seemed so ni

eat!" Darla commented. Scarlett and Bel agreed. That made Becka feel stupid. She shook her head. "I can't wear this." Becka said, obviously making Scarlett feel offended. "Well, if you think they're not good enough, pick your choice." Scarlett said, turning away. "What about this?" Bel called out from the corner of the room, waving the dress

e then. She heard the girls laugh wildly, so she looked up. The tight fitted dress Bel was wearing had torn by the side. Becka laughed. Bel wasn't as slim figured as the rest,and she didn't like it. Bel always loved to stuff herself into slimmer outfits. Most times, the outfits always got torn before she had the opportunity to wear them to an outing. "Gosh!" Bel exclaimed, pullin

as a lot bigger than her boyfriend in size, so she would likely beat him up. If she couldn't, the girl he went out with was in trouble, she thought to herself. "Bel is so stupid. She replied too much to those guys. That's why they take her for granted and pick another girl. It's usually so painful for her, but she makes the same mistake over and over again." Darla said, looking blankly into space. "Ye

in. "What of Sandra?", Becka asked. Darla had been carrying Sandra in the room. "She's asleep now." Darla answered, sitting on a stool in the kitchen. "Becka, why did you prefer all those ugly clothes at the store?" Darla inquired. Becka frowned. "I didn't like those ones that you guys chose, that's all." she answered. " But, you had some of those clothes when