These girls were the tell tale flavor of Goth Elanor saw loads of at the mall she used to visit (the Hot Topic branch there was pretty big, surprisingly).
The first one had straight black hair hanging down over one of her eyes and wore a dark black dress with black and white stripped... stretch pants? Leggings? Elanor wasn't sure, but she did learn that her name was Sally.
The second one had luminous pale skin (well all three of them did, but it was especially pale with her), pristine white hair, and deep blue eyes. Elanor gazed at her dress, with it's pointed ends and leg slit that made it look like a vampire dress.
"Like it? It's hand sewn with imported Icelandic fabric." the girl quietly said, adding, "My name is Luna."
The third girl had stripes of deep blue in her black braid, cold and peircing blue eyes, all capped off with some sorta goth vest and skirt get-up. This girl called herself Lilith.
"Hmmmm.... I'd say you need some proper... intergration." she said in a cool, collected voice.
"Intergration?" Elanor asked.
"Met us at the town cemetery, 11:00 sharp." Sally wearily said.
"Ooooooookay then." Elanor replied as she went back to her notes.
Something felt weird about this: why would these girls she just met invite her somewhere? And why a graveyard? ... Besides the obvious reasons.
'Oh well, might as well make some friends. Que sera, sera. More like Que somber, somber.'
"You know you're talking out loud, right?" Sally asked.