Stuck in Walmart... With Them?!?!
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Ongoing, First published Nov 27, 2013
Stuck in Walmart.. With Them?!?

          Prologue


"What do you mean you can't let us out?" I screeched into the phone.

"Well, you aren't suppose to be in there in the first place! And if we send people to get you then it'll draw a lot of attention. That wouldn't be too good for business." The Walmart manager tried reasoning.

"Selfish bastard!" I gritted, breathing heavily into the object that had my small bony fingers around it.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am but we aren't getting you out until our break is over. That's two weeks. You're surrounded by supplies, use as much as you need, you won't have to pay for a thing." The person on the other line stated, voice laced with authority.

Before I could finish my argument the man hung up. He hung up. No, he hung up on me. I'm so suing this Walmart.

I can't believe this, I'm stuck in Walmart for two weeks with my two best friends and, ugh, them. That's right, I shuddered, I hate them that much.




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Join Jade on an adventure with her two best friends, Ariana, and Isabelle, while they find out what it's like to be trapped in Walmart with... Them! Who you may ask? Well, One Direction of course. 
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