Bradley

“All right, you know how the plan is going to go, right?”The director asked Nick Jonas, 1/3 of the world known group the Jonas Brothers. He nodded and slipped on his fake glasses. 

“Just call me Brad.”Nick smiled. He found some free time and now he was in a L.A. mall in the middle of the Forever 21 store. He was on the hidden camera CBS show, “I Get That A Lot” where celebrities go into disguise as everyday working class people and get reactions of bystanders and fans. If the person recognizes him, Nick was supposed to say “I get that a lot.” until the end of the show where they come clean. 

He was to be Bradley who was a teenage employee at Forever 21. The other employees showed him the ropes and it was finally show time. An hour went by and Nick had to admit, this was pretty fun. He loved seeing the fans' reactions when they found out it was really him. They were good sports. 

“Robin, let’s go.”Mrs. Hart urged to her eighteen year old daughter. 

“Mother, please. I’m exhausted. We’ve been here for nearly five hours. Can’t we just go home?”Robin Hart complained. 

“Just one more store. I’ll even let you pick something out.”Mrs. Hart pitched. All day she’s been picking out clothing for Robin and didn’t even realize. 

“I have enough clothes.”Robin sighed. 

“Just go to to one more store. Pick out anything and I’ll even give you my credit card.”

“Mother, why are you so persistent? Why do you want me to go shopping on my own?”

“Because this store is where I actually like all the clothes and I wanted you to pick something. I’m tired of picking out clothes for you.”

“That’s technically what you’re doing since you’re picking the store and all...”

“Robin!”Mrs. Hart dragged her daughter to the Forever 21 entrance. 

“I hate this store.”Robin grumbled. 

“But it’s your style.”Mrs. Hart said gesturing to  Robin’s off the shoulder floral printed summer dress and brown sandals. 

“I got this at Old Navy, mother!”Robin huffed. 

“No you can get the real stuff here. I’ll be back soon.”Mrs. Hart said.

“I can just leave.”Robin mentioned. 

“But Robin. Think about me. You’re poor old---”

“You’re forty-nine.”

“---Sick mother.”

“Oh my gosh! You’re sick? What’s wrong?”Robin said alarmed. 

“Yes. It’s called My daughter hates me syndrome.”

“Mother!” 

 “Please!? Don’t ever say I never let you have any freedom. Just for at least thirty minutes. Then, I won’t harass you with stuff again.”Mrs. Hart negotiated. 

“...Fine!”

“Oh great! I love you!”Mrs. Hart pushed her child in and went on her way. Robin sighed and began to walk around the store. 

It was time for Nick to pick another victim. He strolled around the store as if he was inspecting the racks. It was pretty empty at the moment. His eyes fell on one girl. Nick was blown away. She was absolutely beautiful. She had shoulder length hair that was a beautiful shade of red. She wasn’t tall nor short. Stunning curves, plush red lips, beautiful golden eyes.