He was picking loyalty over truth when it came to Kerri’s outfits..Some of them were God awful..others; just slightly less awful.

“Your saying I look good in all of them..Your no help, Paul..It would be better if you just waited until we’re done.”

He gladly got up and walked outside the shop and found himself on a bench.

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After a bit, he saw a few students form St. Anthony’s. He wasn’t gonna speak up but maybe they’d notice him and invite him; it was getting lonely even if he was used to being left out.

He noticed one look his way and he gave a small, nervous smile..He was really hoping that they’d let him join. He didn’t want to seem desperate though.