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TeenInk "I'm a firm believer in Karma." - Emma Watson in Sofia Coppola's The Bling Ring featured at Cannes Film Festival... http://t.co/AtwVoR8xyT
"If you say so... now lets go get you some new clothing." He smiles.
Kenzey bites her lip, nodding silently. He doesn't like it... she thinks, running a hand through her hair.
"What's wrong?" He glances over at her.
"Nothing," Kenzey lies easily, shrugging slightly. "I was just thinking is all."
"I'm kind of glad you chose to do your hair like that, it looks nice." He says blushing a bit and directing her to a store.
"Do you really or are you only saying that?" Kenzey asks, going through and picking out a few outfits.
"I like it, it looks good on you. I wouldn't say it if it weren't true." He looked around at all the clothes and waited as she picked out some things that she liked.
Kenzey smiles faintly, nodding. "When you mentioned the pink... I was afraid you didn't like it," she admits, blushing.
Hale laughs, "I thought you didn't like it because there was no pink." He picks up a thick black sweater and tosses it to her.
Kenzey smiles, catching the sweater and glancing it over before folding it on top of her pile of clothes. "I think that's good."
"Alright." He takes her over to the counter and pays for the stuff, picking up the bags. "I have a feeling you'e going to need some better shoes then those... I saw a shoe store while I was picking up some other things earlier."
Kenzey sighs, glancing at her deerskin shoes and frowning slightly. "Yeah, I guess. But I'm not getting rid of these. They're pretty comfortable."
"Okay." He leads her to the shoe store and lets her look around a bit. "Try to find some boots and a pair of running shoes."
Kenzey nods, glancing over the shoes, coming back a few minutes later with a pair of black boots with studs on the heels and over the toes, as well as a pair of black, white, and pink Converse. "Don't say Converse aren't running shoes, 'cause they sure as he// are for me."
"I wasn't going to, as long as you can run in them I'll consider them running shoes." He pays for them and leads her back out of the mall and to the car.
Kenzey nods, getting into the car. "We're not going to stay at that hotel much longer, huh?" she says, frowning slightly.
He puts the stuff in the trunk and then gets in the drivers seat. "I figure we should go to a different one around here. I got some camping stuff just in case it comes to that. I'm hoping it won't."
"It wouldn't be that hard to live in the forest. I've done it for two years," Kenzey points out, rolling her eyes. "But staying where I can sleep in an actual bed... I wouldn't mind getting a while to have that again."
"That's why I'm trying to avoid it..." he drives to the hotel and goes up to the room to start packing up his stuff.
Kenzey sighs, grabbing what little she had, wrapping her bow and arrows in her blankets and hugging her belongings to her chest.
