Misty drove up to the general store. There was one thing she really wanted: ice cream. Odd since it was pretty cold, but that was what she wanted. Weird, but whatever. She parked the car in the nearest non-handicap spot available and walked in. With a smile on her face, she walked over to the freezer and looked over her choices. There was a Popsicle, an ice cream sandwich, and several forms of ice cream on a stick. So hard to choose!

Misty's outfit was fairly typical for her. She had on a preppy floral skirt, an Aeropostale tee, and some blue converse. Misty wore converse quite often and had several pairs. Misty also was carrying her Coach bag. It had been a big splurge for her, but Misty carried it everywhere, so it was worth it.

Misty decided on a strawberry shortcake ice cream bar. Yum yum. She opened the freezer and removed it. Walking to the checkout counter, Misty looked around. The store was quite full of random stuff. Misty was currently walking down the candy aisle. Misty loved candy, but it wasn't as good as ice cream by any stretch of the imagination. It was weird, Misty was so skinny, but she ate tons of junk food.

Misty arrived at the checkout counter to find a small line. Crap. Well, there were only three people in front of her, that shouldn't take too long. Misty got in the back and began to tap her food impatiently.