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- Yew Wand 14" Essence of Fairy Dust.
Going to the mall had always been gruelling task for Arielle, she never wanted to go. She thought all of the stores sold cheap, tacky items, things she never wanted to be associated with. Nothing at the mall had ever appealed to her, nothing a poor person would wear had ever appealed to her. She only wore clothing imported from foreign countries, she only wore unique clothing, clothing that nobody else owned. Arielle had never understood why her father sent her to the mall knowing this. Maybe he hoped that if she went to the mall, she would make some friends in New Zealand. She wanted a friend, she just didn't want any kind of a friend that had the taste to shop somewhere so common like a mall. Arielle let out an exasperated sigh as the car pulled up to the entrance, she reluctantly exited the car and entered the main shopping area.
Arielle looked around to see if there was anywhere that caught her eye and as always, there was nothing. Usually, Arielle would start to walk around and pretend like she was interested in what the stores had to offer, but she was tired of walking around aimlessly. She knew she could be doing something more productive with her time. She was lucky she had her sketch book with her that day, she smiled to herself, pleased she could spend the day drawing possible clothing designs. Looking around for an exit, Arielle noticed a small group of boys staring at her from a distance. She was used to this, she thought it was becauce she looked so rich. Arielle ignored them, as she usually did, somebody that was staring at her and not making any effort to hide how obvious it was, was not worth any time she had. Continuing to look for an exit, she realised the closest exit was the door she came in through.
Arielle turned around and walked through the doors again, this time she was leaving the mall. She needed a place to sit and sketch, a place where the car would be able to find her when it was time for her to be picked up. The only place in sight was the fountain, it was directly outside the mall and she would be able to see the car when it arrived. Smirking to herself, Arielle walked up to the fountain and pulled the sketch book and a pencil out from her bag. She sat down on the fountain wall and started to draw, she always thought she was good at drawing. She had drawn for most of her life, she would usually design clothing, due to the fact she was most interested in fashion. Paying attention to every detail in her drawing, Arielle was pleased she could spend her time doing something she loved instead of wasting her time walking around some mall.
Arielle looked around to see if there was anywhere that caught her eye and as always, there was nothing. Usually, Arielle would start to walk around and pretend like she was interested in what the stores had to offer, but she was tired of walking around aimlessly. She knew she could be doing something more productive with her time. She was lucky she had her sketch book with her that day, she smiled to herself, pleased she could spend the day drawing possible clothing designs. Looking around for an exit, Arielle noticed a small group of boys staring at her from a distance. She was used to this, she thought it was becauce she looked so rich. Arielle ignored them, as she usually did, somebody that was staring at her and not making any effort to hide how obvious it was, was not worth any time she had. Continuing to look for an exit, she realised the closest exit was the door she came in through.
Arielle turned around and walked through the doors again, this time she was leaving the mall. She needed a place to sit and sketch, a place where the car would be able to find her when it was time for her to be picked up. The only place in sight was the fountain, it was directly outside the mall and she would be able to see the car when it arrived. Smirking to herself, Arielle walked up to the fountain and pulled the sketch book and a pencil out from her bag. She sat down on the fountain wall and started to draw, she always thought she was good at drawing. She had drawn for most of her life, she would usually design clothing, due to the fact she was most interested in fashion. Paying attention to every detail in her drawing, Arielle was pleased she could spend her time doing something she loved instead of wasting her time walking around some mall.