GET BACK ON TRACK❥PICK ME UP SOME BOTTLES OF BOOZE. FICKLE FRESHMAN PROBABLY THINKS HE'S COOLER THAN YOU. A HAY RIDE, A FIRE, EVERYBODY'S COMING AROUND. SO GO PRESS YOUR SKIRT, WORD IS THERE'S A NEW GIRL IN TOWN. I CALL SHOTGUN, YOU CAN PLAY YOUR R'N'B TUNES. THE FELLOWSHIP TIME, IT ALWAYS COMES A LITTLE TOO SOON. THE LAND OF THE CREEPS, FRESHENED UP AND BABY FACE SHAVED. PUT YOUR EYES ON ME AND I KNOW A PLACE WHERE WE CAN GET AWAY. I WANT YOU, JUST EXACTLY LIKE I USED TO. THIS IS ONLY BRINGING ME DOWN. Nicolette nearly jumped out of the taxi she had hailed outside of her apartment when she reached King's Plaza, her hair a curly idea gone wrong but she needed clothes! She'd gotten her pay check last night when she had clocked out, had cashed the check, and was now off to buy herself a few...trinkets. She had earned this money with her waitress job, and she was surprised that she got so many tips. She HAD expected that it would be only like ten dollars of tips in a day or something but she had been happily surprised. It was more than that! She went into the sea of people who were all crowded around the shops for possible deals. These weren't the fancy smancy stores but Nikki didn't make THAT much money...not nearly enough... She'd just have to snag herself a wealthy husband.Nikki went through the first store that had something she liked in it's window, her feet padding softly on the carpet. As she went by, she couldn't help the compulsion to let her fingers stick out to just barely touch the clothing she passed. It was guys clothes, but she was imagining them on various guys she had crushed on. Like Thomas, Arthur, Gabriel, Seth, Daniel...she could go on. She really wasn't too picky with guys. She was short enough that many 'short' guys were still taller than her. While she'd made a complete fit over stopping growing so short, she didn't mind AS much. It still sort of bugged her, how could it not?Nicolette went to the girl's section, particularly the skirts which were closer to the bath, and began to leaf through them. She'd occasionally place one on her arm and go through. She loved trying on clothes, so most of it was just to try them on to see how they looked on her. She quickly found the fitting rooms when she was done, there was a big sign that only a blind person could miss, and claimed one of the few empty stalls. There were six stalls in all, two were taken but now three since she'd taken the largest one there was. She didn't need it, she just liked all the room it gave her to change. Nikki wiggled out of her black skinny jeans, getting one foot stuck and actually falling into the wall. She did need the extra room, never mind. Leaving the tangled heap that had been her jeans on the ground, she pulled on the first light pink skirt that she'd actually picked out last. She slid it up her legs. She liked skirts a lot more than jeans, if she were honest. It had just been a chilly day so she'd opted for jeans than leggings since she had the same trouble with leggings. Walking out of the dressing room, she hit someone with the door accidentally. "Crap!" She squealed and quickly slipped out of the stall to try and help the poor person. "Are you okay, Miss?" It is a very chilly day in New York and Nikki has now hit someone with a door when she was trying on clothes. At the begining of the day, she was wearing Thiscredit to tillie at caution