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.

set caught my eye. It had a tiny stain on the ankle, but it was barely noticeable and reduced to a price I could easily afford - four dollars. I smiled, relieved that I wouldn't have

I didn't see the

a thud, and my clothes

and looked up to find a girl with messy brown hair and

I am seriously so sorry for this!" the girl exclaimed, her hands flying up to her mouth in

help gather the fallen clothes back up for me as she continued to ramble on.

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

a minute. "I'm such a klutz. My mom always says I'm like a tornado in a china shop. I hope I didn't ruin anything. I'm just here to find some

from a fairytale novel with her big doe like eyes and quirky style as she stood in a pair of burnt orange paint covered dungarees

be friendly enough for a conversation. The girl looked up, pushing her

is where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience

personality and decided to attempt to continue conversing with her more. We

you around this week," Emma said, folding a pair of jeans neatly before 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

hadn't experienced in a while. "I usually sit closer to the back with my head down but yet, Vincent 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

sit in the row behind you near the window. I don't have many friends, so I tend to just keep to myself. But 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

doesn't it?" I offer my understanding, as

agreed, smiling. "It's a deal then. We'll sit together tomorrow. It might just help pass the days a little

our new random friendship solidified at the thrift store, we made our way back over

for the upcoming

to me than what she could ever know, knowing that I

a cheerful, "See you tomorrow then, Sofia!" Before