What I Like About You by Marisa Kanter

Author:Marisa Kanter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers
Published: 2020-04-07T00:00:00+00:00

12:35 PM

Molly Jacobson

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12:37 PM

So I spend my first hours of freedom dress shopping at the Middleton Mall.

Winter formal is two weeks away, and I don’t know how many times I have to tell Molly I’m not going before it sinks in. She’s had her dress for weeks, of course, but Autumn still needs one. I agree to tag along because I need to get out anyway, and for the first time in almost two weeks, I can.

“In and out,” Autumn says. “I need to pick up Marcy and Max at four.”

“Dogs have no concept of time, Autumn.”

“Marcy knows when I’m late.”

Autumn is the most popular dog walker in Middleton, with a client list that continues to grow. There is a winter chill in the wind—signaling that Autumn’s peak season is about to begin. At thirteen, she started the business when no place else would hire her because, well, child labor laws. She managed to charm most of the neighbors into paying her to walk their dogs with USC fliers and her perfect smile.

If Autumn is on a mission to be in and out, Molly’s mission is to take her sweet time. She scours H&M’s sales racks and pulls no less than half a dozen dresses for Autumn to try on in a variety of colors and styles. Autumn rolls her eyes but takes the stack of dresses into the nearest fitting room.

“You’re not wearing black,” Molly says to Autumn’s only pick, a trademark black A-line cut with lace sleeves.

“Why not?” Autumn asks.

“You always wear black!” Molly says.

“Is senior year really the time to go off-brand?” Autumn counters.

Molly holds out a fitted jade dress. “Just try this one.”

Autumn takes the dress. “That is going to be way too tight.”

“Just try it—and toss that one over for Halle to try on.”

“How come Halle gets to wear black?” Autumn asks.

“Halle isn’t going,” I say.

“Because Halle isn’t allergic to color—and oh my God, stop,” Molly says.

Autumn sighs and shuts the dressing room door behind her. Moments later, the black dress flies over the top of the door. Molly catches it and hands it to me with a pointed look that says, Don’t even argue. If trying on a stupid dress will placate Molly, fine. I’ll do it. It’s not like she can force me to go to the dance. Friday was the last day to buy tickets.

In the fitting room, I shimmy out of my jeans and T-shirt. Fitting room mirrors are the devil incarnate, so I avoid looking at myself too much. I thought I did a better job covering up the stress zit on my chin, but even a brief glance shows, lol no.

I slip the dress over my head and—I don’t hate it. The A-line skirt flatters my hips and the lace sleeves are totally my style. Give me a pair of red pumps and some lipstick to match, and I’d look pretty fierce.

I’d look like Kels.

“What do you think?” Molly asks.

I open the door.

“Oh my God! You look so good!”

“Wait, but that’s my dress,” Autumn says, opening her door.

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