She is going to call her El, fyi :) Presley likes nicknames
It was nice to have friends at school, but nothing beat having a friend who a) knew what it was like to be totally weird and have super powers, and b) had similar tastes, and also liked to sew their own clothes. Seriously, it was like a match made in heaven with these two. Pres clapped her hands excitedly, "El! You could be a personal shopper or something!"
She watched in the mirror as Elliot held a few things in front of her reflection, "I'll do this first." She decided, picking up the first option and slipping into a changing stall. "Does that mean I'll get to sleep in a little on Friday?" Pres liked her sleep as much as the next teenager, and even the best sales in the world weren't quite enough to get her out of bed after a huge Thanksgiving meal. She wouldn't be having any turkey, but mushroom stuffing, veggies, endless pies, and as many mashed potatoes smothered in butter would be enough to put her into a pretty decent food coma. Who needed tryptophan?