Shadows In Durango

Chapter 16

*****Sofia's POV*****

The final bell of the day rang, a merciful end to what had felt like the longest school day of my life.

I gathered my things, slung my worn-out backpack over my shoulder, and made my way out of the building, grateful to be free of the stifling atmosphere and the ever-watchful eyes of my tormentor in detention.

Although, I did have Vincent to thank since the tall girl chose to leave me alone for the remainder of the school day - barely looking at me with that.

The chilly breeze greeted me as I stepped outside, a reminder of the storm that was rumoured to be on its way.

I shivered and pulled my thin layer tighter around myself with a final thought in mind: I was a working woman now, and I could afford to spend some money on warmer clothes!

If the storm was coming, I needed to prepare for it...

With newfound determination, I headed into town, aiming for the thrift store where I could hopefully find some affordable, cheap bargains once again.

The bell above the thrift store door jingled as I entered, the familiar musty smell of second-hand goods greeting me.

I breathed in deeply, feeling a sense of purpose as I surveyed the room deciding on which area to start in.

I began my search, sifting through the many racks of clothes with practiced ease. My fingers grazed over an old but sturdy waterproof jacket, and I added it to my growing pile of finds. Next, I picked out a couple of thick sweaters, a pair of jeans that looked almost new, and some practical sneakers which didn't seem to have anything wrong with them other than a scuff or two.

barely noticeable and reduced to a price I could easily afford - four dollars.

full, I turned to head for the checkout, but I didn't see the girl coming around the corner due to the

a thud, and my clothes scattered everywhere as

girl with

the girl

clothes back up for me as she continued to ramble

dazed but more surprised than hurt. "Yeah - yeah, I'm fine. It's okay, really don't worry about it." I smile,

just here to find some books for school, and I got distracted by that jacket over

a fairytale novel with her big doe like eyes and quirky style as she stood in a pair of burnt

to be friendly enough for a conversation. The

for the complete experience

we finished picking up the clothes, I realised quickly that I liked Emma's odd but endearing personality and decided to attempt to continue

handing them back to me. "You're in my English class, I think? I saw Vincent Walker toss something at you the other day, I would die if he did that to me! He's utterly terrifying that one!" She babbles on,

likes to test me when he can it seems." I breathe out a smile, unsure of my feelings towards him after last night saving my job

maybe we could sit together at lunch tomorrow? I mean, only if you would want to? I totally get it if you don't by the way - no pressure!" She shrugs and trails off once more on an endless

swelled with gratitude. "I'd like that. It gets pretty lonely sitting alone, doesn't it?" I offer my understanding, as she seems grateful for it

a deal then. We'll sit together tomorrow. It might just help

over to the checkout together with Emma helping to carry my items for me

Not only had I prepared for the upcoming storm, but I had

she could ever know, knowing that

the thrift store, Emma waved goodbye with a cheerful, "See you tomorrow then,