This is for the assignment Miss Fox! And this is the final post! Names have been changed to 'protect' the innocent. Sunday, for me, is a day for relaxing. And for once in a week, I could forget about homework, zonal competitions and the mother of them all, stress. I could just stay at home, blasting my head off with Paramore, or spend the day outside with friends. Today, I am going out with four friends of mine on a little window shopping at Bugis. I want a new belt, and I am going to get it today! My friends are actually my neighbours. The twins, Rachel and Elle, with the two good friends, Michael and Johnson. The twins are of my age, and they share such a bond that you could say they are telepathic. They could ask questions followed by questions that seem to match the one before it. And they always say 'hi' at the same time, with the same wave. Michael was my age as well, and he is a singer. No, not the Campus-Superstar or American Idol type, but rather, a choir singer. He's soprano, and could sing opera. He taught me a few techniques that I learned pretty well. Johnson was a year younger, but just as matured. He wears nice clothes, and he wears a tie. Yes, a tie. The very stylish kind with skulls on it that match his skeleton-rockstar shirt and skinny jeans. Nice!
And so it all began when Michael wanted to try on a pair of jeans. He came out, to approving nods from the rest of us. He decided to buy the pairn of jeans, and while purchasing, Rachel whispered into my ear, 'Mikey forgot to zip!' Out of instinct, I looked. I spotted the zip, and tried hard not to laugh. I told Johnson, and he laughed so loud that Michael turned to look at him. 'What's wrong with you?' Johnson shoke his head dismissively, and looked at us with the mischievious glint in his eyes. Loudly, he said,' Wah, Mike, your zip jammed up, is it? Rusty?' With that, the four of us burst into the laughter. The way Johnson had described it is just so hilarious! Michael immediately zipped up his pants, and said with a cool tone,'Latest fashion what!' We laughed out louder after that. We were still laughing after we had left the shop, with Michael clutching a carrier bag with a contended look on his face.
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*meet someone who can do my homework for mie!
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