The mall was a crowded place, bustling with lots of people. Adults, kids, elderly, some people carrying bags, and others texting on their smart phones. It was relatively crowded in the cafeteria portion of the mall as well. Those Chinese restaurants had their free sample girls running about, a soda spill was causing havoc; the stupidly long lines at the "fast" food restaurants were astounding. Of course among all the hustle and bustle, one girl sat alone in the least crowded place she could find.
Stacy had really no right to be friends with Bridget, as far as society was concerned. Stacy had braces, glasses, and for all intensive purposes would fall into that geek territory of ugly but sort of pretty category, and of course not very athletic. Bridget on the other hand was an idol of her class, and a center of attraction for all the boys at her school. Of course Bridget was the type to keep her friends for a long time, and so they had been friends for as long as they could remember.
***
Bridgett at this moment was jogging into the mall’s parking lot. Her feet ached, and beads of sweat ran all down her body. Each step caused her feet to slush around in her sneakers, as if she had just swam with her shoes on, in a swimming pool. As she entered into the shopping mall’s plaza, a giant wave of cold air hit her. Filling chilled to the bone she shook in place as she slowed down inside the mall to look inside the food plaza for her long time friend Stacy.
***
“Hey Bridgett!” Stacy yelled to get her friend’s attention.
Stacy watched as her sweat covered friend plopped into the seat opposite hers. She seemed to be sporting a white tank top and shorts, lucky for Bridgett the tank top hadn’t become quite see through. As she stared at Bridgett her thoughts were interrupted. “I’m starving.” Bridgett declared to her.
***
Bridgett was slightly tired from her run and had taken a seat. It was rather cold in here, so of course she was shivering a bit. The best way to warm up would be something to quell her hunger. Fidgeting to pull out her change, she set it onto the counter top. “Well split the bill okay, Stacy?”
After setting down the change, Bridgett paid no heed to Stacy counting it. She knew she was short on cash, and as a result she was using her friend a bit. Of course Stacy had much more money than her. Not feeling too badly about it, she continued to sit in her seat.
She started to dash her eyes towards all the restaurants in a vain hope to make a decision on what to get to eat. Meanwhile subconsciously she had a terrible itch. The shoes that had cooled had gotten even damper if that was at all possible. If one looked at the soles of her socks, one would note that the white socks from earlier had gone brown from constant rubbing of sweat, skin, and her shoes sole. She scratched her feet like crazy, the itch was unbearable.
***
John was miserable to say the least. If one swam in a vat of molasses, was hit by Klingon pain sticks, and then submerged in a vat of maggot filled trash, it would still not compare to the miserable he felt right now. He was now cold; some of his body felt like it was stretched contorted and bruised beyond recognition. His mind was broke, but at least for now he still remained sane and hoped soon his sister might hear his agonizing screams.
***
Stacy couldn’t help but smell Bridgett’s feet wafting under the table. “Oh my god Bridgett, your feet smell terrible!”
“Do they?” Bridgett brought her foot closer. “Wow!” She coughed. “Potent!”
“Those socks are nasty Bridgett. Throw them out!” Stacy declared.
“Are you going to buy me a new pair Stacy, you know I can’t afford to throw out new socks every day.” Bridgett held the foot up to the table as she spoke.
“Put those weapons away Bridgett. Those socks are new? How do you socks ever manage to last through that?” Stacy shoved Bridgett’s feet back to the ground.
“Okay okay.” Bridgett took off her socks in placed them in an air tight zip lock bag. “That should help the smell a bit.” She said as she placed the zip lock bag in her purse.
***
As Bridgett meandered off, Stacy finished counting the change. “With this you would think Stacy doesn’t get an allowance.” Stacy muttered as she counted the small amount of change. Getting up, as she was about to follow her friend, she noticed Bridgett’s purse. “Better bring this with me.” She mumbled as she headed towards a burger franchise.
After a polite conversation with the blushing male clerk, Bridgett had a large smile on her face. Her friend followed behind her as she finished the conversation. “Got us some free food to go with our meal.” Said Bridgett.
As Bridgett finished her order and Stacy started to rattle off her own, Bridgett made a run for the bathroom. “I’ll be right back Stacy.”
Waiting for just a moment the instant fast food was delivered long before Bridgett had returned. Stacy sat down at their table.
***
The male clerk at the fast food Franchise couldn’t help but follow those two girls back to their seats with his eyes. They were both exceptionally cute, and only a bit younger then himself. He was not very good looking and was a bit overweight, further he had never managed to have a girlfriend for more than a week. Oh how he wished he could be with either of those two.
As he continued his job he noticed it was time for his break. Looking over at the table were the girls were sitting he noticed a half eaten burger and purse, but neither of the girls were there. He got quite the perverted thought.
***
As Stacy sat at the table carrying the food tray, she couldn’t help but notice the fat teen ogling her from the burger franchise. “I really wish that Bridgett would hurry out of the bathroom.” She spoke under her breathe. Unwrapping her burger she took a bite.
As she was chewing he food, she couldn’t help noticing that her burger had been upgraded from a junior to a super deluxe size. This was undoubtedly Bridgett’s flirting at work. Playing with the loose change in her other hand, she couldn’t help but thinking how lucky she was to be Bridgett’s friend. “I’m so Lucky…” Stacy mumbled as she was chewing with her mouth full of burger.
***
Acting on his previous thoughts, the perverted fat clerk from the burger joint, made his way over to the girls table, a giant grin on his face.
***
Stacy was in a state of shock. One second she was eating a burger, the next she locked up, unable to move and plummeted down on what was apparently a large plastic food tray. As she sat, laid, kneeled? Well she didn’t really know actually but either way, as she couldn’t move or make a sound in the slightest, she was stuck there. She sat there as she started to feel like she was getting cold. With panoramic vision, she couldn’t help but notice the lustful looking clerk make his was over to her.
***
Light shined down on John through the plastic he was encased in. John panicked as he saw a large hand rummage around him until he was pulled fully into the light. There he saw a fat guy in a burger clerk uniform. His fat chubby hand pulled him out of the plastic bag, sweat still dripping off of him. John was horrified as the fat clerk started to sniff him as he grabbed a half eaten burger from a food tray. The clerk gobbled down the burger quickly as he smelled the sock, licking his fingers as he finished. Then john heard some frightening words.
“Better quickly rub one out with my new toy before breaks over.” John screamed as he was shoved into the clerk’s pocket. He was heading to the restroom, to rub one or two out.
***
As Bridgett exited the bathroom she passed by that fat ugly clerk from before and smiled. “Make sure you eat something healthy so the girls will be eaten up by you.”
Bridgett believed in flirting to get what she desired, Stacy scolded her for it most often than not, but it was effective. Now she was going to go enjoy her food with Stacy.
The End