Bill and Lucy

"Oh, by the way. You should pretend you're my girlfriend," Randy said, looking at you.

"What?! Why the hell are you springing that on me now?" you asked, looking around the parking lot.

"Just go with it, okay? Or do I need to remind you..." He pulled out his phone, tapping it. You growled, and then nodded. He smirked and put his phone away, then grabbed your hand, taking it in his.Despite this whole situation, something about that felt kind of nice. He led you through the parking lot and to the entrance, where you could see two people waiting. A guy and a girl. The girl was blonde, her hair wavy and ending just past her shoulders. she wore a school uniform, white top and plaid skirt with a jacket tied around her waist. The guy had dark brown hair, and wore a uniform as well, a white button up shirt and slacks.

"Bill, Lucy. Sup?" Randy asked, approaching. He let go of your hand and fist bumped the guy, apparently Bill.

"Not much, man," Bill said. He looked your way and gave you an up and down. "This your new girl?"

"Yeah, this is Alex," Randy said.

"Hi! Nice to meet you!" Lucy said, skipping over to you and wrapping you in a hug. You tried not to wince as your breasts mashed against hers. She pulled away, grinning. "Wow, you've got more going on up top than I thought."

"Yeah, that's part of why we're here. Alex has been living the tomboy life for a while and wants to broaden her horizons a bit. Couldn't think of anyone better to go to than you, Luce."

You glared at Randy who only smirked and tapped his phone. With a sigh, you nodded and looked at the other girl. "That's right. I have no clue about fashion or anything."

"Well, no worries," Lucy said. "I have you totally covered."

"I don't have much money."

"I'll pick it up, babe," Randy said. "Don't worry about it."

You were worried, mostly because you had to imagine it would cost you something in the long run. "Thanks..."

"So, you two wanna go shopping and meet us in the food court in a bit?"

"That works for me!" Lucy said.

"Sure..." you agreed.

"Listen to Lucy, Alex. She knows a thing or two about fashion. She's got a great style." The way he said it made clear what he meant. 'Copy her, I want to see you in that stuff.' You shuddered a bit, then Lucy took your hand and pulled you into the mall.