Loving Life •open•

The sun was bright (as always) and Claire Marsh decided to go shopping, even if she didn't have tons of money like some girls on campus. Sometimes she wished that her father became a more known writer, like Stephen King or Nicholas Sparks. But this is her life and she loves it anyway. She walked into the very over priced store, Chanel. She owned one Chanel bag, and it was her favourite. The store smelled highly of perfume and there where girls every where looking like they had all the money in the world, then there was Claire in her washed jean shorts and hot pink tank top. But she still felt happy that she was actually in this store. Back home there was only little boutiques and other small stores. She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around, expecting someone saying that she didn't belong here.