Crawl

Nine\\The Mall

Slim\\

I rang up a bunch of sex related merchandise before giving the young woman the price, "$59.26."

She almost passed out at the price, but tossed three twenty dollar bills on the counter. I collected the money and handed her a bag full of her belongings. "Have a nice day." I said, giving her a soft smile. My co-worker laughed from behind me and bent over to put something under the counter.

"What's so funny, Danielle?" I asked with a sly smirk.

"Nada." She shrugged. I could never take Danielle seriously, she always seemed to be up to no good. I gave her a glare and she stood back up. "Well, you're leaking." She said, tapping my butt to support her statement. I gasped and covered it, looking back to see that I was leaking. "Don't worry, bebe, I got a few extra bucks. I'll get you some dark jeans from Hot Topic and you can change in the back were we keep the porn." She suggested, still having that mischievous smile that she always seemed to uphold.

"Please! Oh my gosh, I don't know what I'd do without you." I thanked her. Daya nodded and looked at her Danielle.

"Well Boss gets back in about a half hour so I think I'll have enough time to buy the jeans. What size are you, Linda?" She asked. I looked down at myself and shrugged.

"You look about 3 or 4. I'll be safe and get you a 5 and bring a belt." She muttered.

I thanked her and went back to work. She left the store and went across the bridge to the other end of the large mall hallway towards Hot Topic. Another customer approached me with about seven items. I started ringing up the merchandise.

She looked familiar to me, but I couldn't put my finger to it. Where the fuck did I know her from?

"Hey, I know you." She pointed out, "You were at that club last night right?" She asked. "Oh my gosh, you were! That's where I saw you from, Area 51. You got into that fight with that girl and whooped ass." She said. I thought back to seeing her and remembered her standing next to Jason. Little bitch had her arm wrapped around that dickhead. "You're his ex?" She asked kindly.

I gave her a look and went back to her items. "You guys used to fuck? How was the sex? Was it good?" She asked, getting a little too personal for my liking.

"Ya damn skippy." I said, bagging her shit and telling her the price. "Thirteen dollars and seventy eight cents."

"Can I ask you something else?" She asked me. I shook my head and called out the next customer.

"That's so rude." The girl scoffed. "Are you mad I'm fucking Jason McCann now and you're not?" She asked. She had an innocent look on her face, but at the same time looked oddly suspicious.

"Can you leave please? I have work to handle." I kindly asked. I wasn't a nice person anymore. Well, I was, but not to strangers who pestered me with questions about my sex life with my ex.

"Fine. But this won't be the last you've seen of me." The girl stated before marching out of the store. I rolled my eyes and apologized to the customer who was behind her.

"Sorry, we get things like this rarely. How was your day? Did you find all that you were looking for?" I politely said.

"Yeah, thanks." Said the customer. "Um, I have a question though." I stopped ringing up her items and looked up. "To apply for a job, what do I do? Go online or what?"

"You go online, but you have yo be eighteen or older due to the merchandise we sell." I explained. "Are you eighteen or older?" I asked.

"Just turned nineteen yesterday," she laughed.