Late night, she on fire
Calling me from numbers I don't recognize
Wonderin' if there's somebody else in the room
She say that I'm crazy, nah baby it's you
Shows up, to fill 'er cup
I know all she wants is just to get my love
I wish we could be just like Johnny and June
She cut out my heart and left me in the room.
The girl was fifteen, with tanning skin bare of freckles. She had long blonde hair falling in waves to her shoulders. She wore a purple sparkly tube top, black skinny leather jeans, and biker boots. Darkened sunglasses covered her eyes.
She walked into a lone shop on the street. Maybe it was the time of day that nobody was visiting, or maybe all the more popular shops surrounding it. Or maybe some latent human instinct to avoid predators had kicked in.
As she walked into the empty shop, a sales clerk walked up to her.
"Hello! Welcome to Angry Mouse Movie Rentals." The salesclerk greeted. He was a lanky boy- not doubt just over 18, those his squeaky voice implied he'd only just started puberty.
Still the girl smiled softly. "Wow." She glanced at his name tag. She giggled under her voice- the kind you do for an inside joke. "Rob...assistant manager?"
Now the clerk's smile was honest.
"You must be good at your job." The girl soothed, smiling at the salesclerk.
The boy bashfully looked down, smiling at the praise from a hot girl. He hesitantly raised his gaze back to her. "Yeah, I guess."
The girl's smile shifted. So subtle, the boy blinked and missed it. It was more smug now. She pulled a switchblade out of her pocket.
"Put all the money from the register in the purse. And the safe in the back while were at it." She ordered, smiling sweetly.
The clerk blinked in shock.
"Oh and don't call for help." The girl scoffed in a tone so annoyed she had to be rolling her eyes. She flipped open the switchblade, pointing it towards the boy. "I'd hate to have to cut this short."
The salesclerk nodded. He ran off to the register.
The girl trailed after him, glancing around the aisles of movie rentals. She observed his reflection in the plastic casing of a DVD.
"Calling for help includes the police." She pointed out to him. She raised her knife, tubing it along the metal rack for the DVD's. "It's be really annoying if I had to cut you off."
The boy choked on a sob. He put the phone back on the receiver. He wasn't willing to die.
He opened the register.
And I know I, I should quit her
And I'd do it if I could
She a hot mess, but I confess
Damn, she got me good!
==TTI==
'Cause I love them bad girls doing bad things
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