Shopping. That was one of the few things that Kim didn't need an excuse to do. She did it often enough and her wardrobe was overflowing with clothes. But that didn't mean she didn't need to get more. Most of the things in her closet had only been worn once; either because they had gone out of style, or because she had simply forgotten they existed, or possibly because she had never really liked them to begin with. That often happened when the company let her keep the clothes after a photoshoot; she never really liked the clothes she modelled.

The sales at the strip mall practically had Kim's name written all over them. It's not that she couldn't afford them at their original price, but she just reasoned that she'd be able to buy more when they were on sale. Because if one dress cost 20 dollars at normal price, but 10 dollars at sale price, she'd be able to buy two for the price of one. Yes, you've just read possibly the only time Kim will ever apply maths to shopping; actually, the only time Kim will ever apply maths to anything.

She was already carrying a few shopping bags filled with new clothes by the time she walked into one particular shop. It seemed everyone was going mad in here, people arguing over who was to get the last shirt of a particular colour and the clothes were quickly running out. She could see why; the clothes here were very fashionable and Kim liked them and hoped that through this whole mess, there'd still be clothes that she liked which she could try on. She dug into her purse and was satisfied to see she still had about 50 dollars left (yes, Kim comes shopping with a lot of cash in her pockets).
She picked out a pink tanktop; the last one in her size! Or what she thought was her size. She held it against her upperbody to see if it would fit, but she couldn't know for certain so she picked the number "1" (to indicate that she was entering the dressing room with 1 item of clothing) out of the basket and made her way towards the fitting rooms.

It was two sizes too big. And she had thought it would fit her! She sighed and left the changing room...she was about to dump it onto the rack with the other clothes but she had just seen one of the salesboys carry a whole pile of clothes to the main area to sort them and she decided to spare him the trouble of folding hers too, as he had looked kind of stressed out.
She folded it herself then approached him.
"Busy day, huh?" she said as she added the pink tank top to the pile of clothes near him. She smiled softly.
"My name's Kim."

Kim laughed softly when the boy said it was more like hell.
"Poor guy," she said sympathetically. "It's times like this where I thank God for giving me a job in the modelling area...at least it's not so hectic. Actually, it's not at all hectic; it's kind of nice actually." She couldn't imagine what it would be like to work in a store like this...her family had always been financially stable, so she had never seeked the need to get a job; nor had her siblings. And when this modelling thing popped up, well it was more of a way to get extra money for extra clothes and things she didn't actually need.

Well, that was really nice. She didn't even know the guy, yet he took her to another rack of clothes; a rack which so far wasn't surrounded by any of the other customers and seemed to have a wide variety of different things. She looked at him gratefully as she slowly started looking through the pile of clothes. She finally pulled out a denim skirt; it was kind of short, but Kim wasn't really known for wearing long skirts; she preferred the short stuff. She smiled at him.
"Yeah, this skirt is actually really nice," she said. It was plain, but the sort of thing she liked to wear. "Thanks. I think I'll just pop into the dressing room and try it on now."

She put down her shopping bags and walked into the nearest dressing room. It didn't take her long to try it on and when she came out, she noticed the boy was still there.
"Well, what do you think?" she said. She lookd at herself in the mirror, unsure whether it suited her or not. She usually took long to decide whether to buy something or not, but generally in the end she usually ended up buying it anyway, whether she really did like it or not. Yes, she had that much money.

She waited for his opinion on the skirt, as she continued to shift through the other clothes.
"Oh gosh, I love this," she squeeled, taking hold of a large white belt...the type that were in fashion of, and it seemed Kim just couldn't have enough of. She put it on over the skirt, around her waist. She was about to ask for his opinion on that too, when she spotted a pink pashmina scarf. Excitedly, she took a look at it.
"I've been looking everywhere for one of these," she told him as she loosely hung it round her neck.

She smiled at him again.
"I owe you," she said grinning. "Thanks -" She looked around for a nametag and laughed. "Ok, so who do I owe my thanks to?" She laughed.
"Means a lot," she said. "So, you a student up at the school?"