In the store, we met a couple of their friends from school and the girls were talking to them while I stood around bored. I hated shopping. Anyway, mom told the girls to give me a hand and pick some shirts out. I told her I can buy my own clothes, that I don’t need help from my sisters and that I’m a big boy. I found a shirt I liked and Tracy ripped it out of my hands and said, “No brother of mine is wearing a shirt like that,” and threw it back on the rack. We went to the same school. The girls are in grade 12 and I am in grade 10. She looked over some shirts and picked one then gave it to me. Damn, I like it. A lot better than the one I had picked. The girls tossed me a few more shirts and Lori said, ”Ok, let’s look at jeans RJ. I will tell you what to look for in a good pair of jeans.” Well, I actually liked what they picked out for me so I went along with them.
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