Motorcycle Girl

Chapter 2: Shopping Mall

Chapter 2: Shopping Mall

"Aww!" Brenda squeals loudly. I cringe at her voice as she digs her talon-I mean hand, into Mason's arm. "Look at this cute bear!" She shoves her phone at me. "Take a picture of us!"

"How do you ask?" I snap. She glowers at me.

"Please." She barks.

"Like you mean it." I say.

"Just take the picture please, Nate." Mason says. I look at him and he gives me a painful, pleading look. I roll my eyes.

Why the hell does he date her?

I stand back and wait until they're ready.

It's twenty eight degrees outside and she's wearing a mini skirt and a loose white tank top. Mason stands facing me, his arm around her waist, and she stands to the side, both of her hands on her left shoulder, her blonde hair flicked over her shoulder. She lifts her right leg up so high that her heel touched her butt, and looks at me with a smile that looks like a grimace or a sneer.

I take the picture and shove her phone at her.

"Can we leave?" I blurt, looking at Mason.

"No!" Brenda says her voice higher than Whitney Houston went while singing. I shudder.

"I'll take a cab." I say.

"No, just stay with us." Mason says.

"Yeah, who's going to take our photo if you're not here?" Brenda bats her eyes at me, trying to look cute.

"Is there something in your eye?" I snap. She stops, glaring at me. I smile smugly, and then I sigh. "It's a shopping mall, Brenda, not a fucking Christmas light show. You don't need to take a photo in front of everything."

"I need to make a new Instagram post and it's not selfie day." She snaps. "Let's go Macy." She grabs Mason with her talon-I mean hand, and marches out of hot topic.

Why the hell did she want to take a photo in hot topic?

Rolling my eyes, I shove my hands in my pockets and follow them to the next store, Victoria Secret.

"Oh fuck no." I say. "I'm not going in there."

"Why?" Mason teases. "Scared?"

"No." I growl. "But I'm not going to go with you while your bubbly Barbie girlfriend picks out hot pink thongs. I'll never go into Victoria's Secret, even if I got a wife and she wanted to go in. I'll sit there and play temple run." I point to the chairs in the middle of the hall between stores.

"I am not a bubbly Barbie!" Brenda says, flicking her hair over her shoulder "Come on Nathan, maybe you will meet a girl!"

"I'm not going to meet any girl with you around. You're like bug repellent with your-"

"Okay, you can stay out here." Mason cuts me off, shooting me a flat look before pulling his girlfriend into the store. I scowl, plopping down on one of the couches. I tug my phone from my pocket and open up Temple Run. After a couple moments, it loads, and I start playing. I swipe my thumb all over the screen, and after a couple moments, the app crashes and I let out a swear.