Chapter 31

We walked out of the hotel with my eyes wide and mouth gaping, Wesley and Andrew trying to hide their laughter at my expression as James just gave me a soft smile. I grinned as I led the way, barreling through the crowds of people, my earlier fears completely forgotten. The bright and big screens of Times Square began looming over me as huge shops stood around us, my body circling as I took everything in. I watched street dancers and singers, dropping the random dollar in. I knew I didn't have much, but I doubt they did either. "Okay princess, lets go get you something fancy shmancy for tomorrow night." I grinned and let them to a few outlet stores, not even bothering to react to his stupid nickname. We would walk into a store and as soon as I saw the price tags on anything, I'd refuse. It wasn't until at least twenty stores later we stumbled upon a small hole in the wall, filled with antique dresses, soft to the touch. A elderly woman with greeting pale blonde hair sat behind a counte