Hi all. This is the beginning (or part of) the first story I have ever tried to write, not sure where it is going. What's your opinion on it? Can anyone help me on paragraph alignment and
Dialogue? Thanks. Feel free to criticize. I know you will.
She stood in the cramped dressing room staring at her self in the full length mirror.
"God I'm getting fat." she said to herself as she pinched the roll that protruded over the top of the low cut jeans (the only style in the store). She tugged at the waist and wiggled herself deeper into them. She hated hip huggers. Her ass popped out of them every time she sat down. She was certainly not alone in this. It was becoming something of an epidemic. Woman's asses were popping out in suburban malls all across the country.
Why don't they make jeans that fit regular women, she thought. She used to love shopping, but now that she had put on a few pounds it was just depressing. She had enough of asking eager sales girls for the next size up. She pealed the jeans off, and threw them into the 'no' pile, which stood about three times higher than the 'yes' pile did.
"How's it going Maggs?" a voice asked from the other side of the chipboard wall. Of course her best friend Shelly was having a good time. Everything looked good on her slender figure.
Maggie opened the dressing room door. "I'm ready to get out of here." she answered. She handed the rejected pile of clothes to the sales assistant. The teenage girl was wearing a felt Santa hat and candycain earrings. She smiled cheerfully at Maggie.
"Did you know that you can save up to ten percent of your purchase just by applying for our store card" she said in a peppy voice. Maggie raised one side of her mouth forming a half smile.
"No thanks." She said "I'm just buying a few things."
"A penny saved is a penny earned." The girl replied. "All you have to do is fill out this form and ---"
"She doesn't want a card." Shelly cut in as she approached them. Maggie was relieved. She hated situations like these. She knew what kind of pressure that middle aged store managers put on these part time high school kids, and she didn't want to disappoint anyone.
The girl gave Shelly a dirty glance and looked back at Maggie with a smile.
"Have a merry Christmas." she said.
The two women checked out and headed toward the parking lot.