Chapter 12 }~{ The Mall is a Blast

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}~{Megan's P.O.V.}~{

Honestly, truly, undeniably, all Megan wanted to do was sleep in her large fluffy warm bed, on a Saturday morning. Walking up a constant pinging on her window was not how she wanted to arise. With a sudden adrenaline from irritation, Megan flung the window open and before she could scream at what ever was making that noise, she was hit in the head by a pebble. Once she came out of the shock, Megan looked down to see a guilty looking Quinn with a pebble in hand. 

"What do you want?" Megan asked while she rubbed her head.

"Sorry..........now that we're friends, I though we could go to the mall. Like all the American shows I've watched." Quinn replied almost sheepishly. Megan stood there trying to comprehend why.

"I gave you my number, why the hell are you throwing rocks at my window?!"

"Isn't that another thing Americans do?"

Again Megan stood there in confusion. "No. Seems like we'll have to have a social lesson." Megan took a second to consider what Quinn had said: "I thought you were American." Quinn couldn't give me an answer

"Anyways give me 15 minutes to gather myself and get ready."

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Going to the mall in general can be a bit overwhelming with all the people in a large mall, but going with Quinn was a shit storm. Watching Quinn get flustered by the pushy crowds was a watching a baby bird drowning. Quinn looked especially distraught by screaming children, loud teens, and snobby adults. Megan would find it humorous if it were not for Quinn's distress.

So Megan led the way into the book store. It was relatively quiet, excluding the animals that didn't want to be in a book store. They spent a good 2 hours in the small book store. The two both had to put many books back due to money reasons. If only I were rich.

After the two went to the food court when it wasn't busy hour. Unfortunately it seems like busy hour all the time in the mall. Waiting 15 minutes to get a damn ice cream was not the most pleasant. Megan was about ready to commit murder, the guy in front of them took 4 minutes to choose what kind of ice cream he wanted.

While Megan licked her ice cream, she her thoughts shifted to what an experience it is with Quinn at the mall. The only reason Megan went to the mall was Quinn, Megan was starting to regret her decision. It wasn't like Quinn did anything purposefully wrong, but screaming "Why is ice cream so fucking good?!" To the entire mall after they got ice cream wasn't helpful with the staying out of people's attention. Then again nor was spending a good hour in Build-A-Bear with a bunch of 5 year olds. Nor chatting with the cashier of one of the many clothe stores, while there was line.

The most embarrassing of them all is when Quinn wondered into the back of Spencer's.

Megan did not want to explain what Quinn had found in the back, to Quinn. Especially when the cashier was pretending not to be listening while holding back a laugh.

Megan promptly dragged Quinn out of Spencer's.

Megan wanted to soothe her embarrassment, but she was out of money and stealing in front of Quinn probably wasn't the best of ideas.

While Megan was suck in her embarrassment she failed to notice the men harassing Quinn about something Megan could not hear. She only noticed when one of them got flipped onto the floor. The moment they looked into each other's eyes, it was like telepathy, a second after they ran like hell. Megan only just a bit faster than Quinn (a lot faster).

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 06, 2019 ⏰

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