3 Months Later
Scarlett's POV
Rachael is a shopaholic. I don't mean this in the worst way but I think she loves clothes more than her family. We came to the mall at 11 am, and its 5 now. 5 PM, we've been here for 6 hours 6 HOURS.
"Rachael, I'm tired, my legs hurt, and I'm hungry." I complained as she grabbed a whole stack of shirts that were neatly folded on the brown counter.
Rachael turned to look at me with an annoyed expression, "Stop complaining. This is the only girl time we've had. Jay is keeping you all to himself."
Her comment made my cheeks burn up. "That's not true," I mumbled looking away from her.
Rachael put down the shirts and placed her hands on her hips, "For three whole months, all you guys have been doing is going on dates and watching movies. It's sickening and I
