Chapter 6*
"I can't wait to sit down," Monique stated. "I'm going back out to get some snacks let's hope the line is not too long, you want the usual?"
"Yes please."
"K, I'll get the food, and you go get us seats. Here, take my bags."
"Sure, why not? No, like my hands aren't full. What are two more bags?" Kirsten muttered as she walked into the theater carrying half a dozen bags. She dropped a few bags in the aisle. "Shit, That's just great. That girl is so dead I told her we should have taken them out to the car first."
"Here let me help you." came a male voice from behind.
"Thanks but I can handle it." Kirsten said politely.
"Oh yea, you've been handling it so well too." The guy replied rudely.
"Wiseass." Kirsten grumbled.
"You want help or not?" Kirsten quickly thought of a cutting comeback but wasn't given the chance as a pretty red head began to admonish him from the other side.
"Shane, Behave." As Kirsten turned around she continued, "You'll have to excuse him. It's past his nap time."
"Yea, I can tell-just do me a favor and don't snore when the lights go out."
"Fine, carry them yourself." The guy retorted and went back to his seat. Kirsten rolled her eyes, picked up the bags and walked away. Amy, the red head, proceeded to smack Shane in the back of the head.
"Hey, what was that for?" Shane asked running his hand up and down his now stinging head.
"It was for being a jerk, Go apologize."
Obstinately Shane just replied "Nope."
At this point the two young men that Kirsten saw at Hot Topic come sauntering in with a third in tow.
"What's going on?" asked the one in the lead sporting long locks of dark brown almost black curly hair pulled back in a ponytail.
"Shane's being a punk, as usual. Can't take him anywhere." Amy pointed out.
"I am not. That girl had attitude." Shane said pouting.
"Which girl?"
"The one with the blond highlights." Shane said as he pointed in Kirsten's direction. The three guys all look at the girl who has finally gotten control of her packages and managed to sit down a few rows in front of them yet just off to the side enough for one of them to recognize her.
"Holy shit," exclaimed the last one in line "that was one of the girls from Hot Topic." The middle one looks confused, (in more ways than one-someone evidently had dropped several bottles of dye on his head but intentionally.) "You know, the girls who were checking out the hair dye, and one of them dropped the bottles."
Rainbow Brite looked around, "Well, where's the other one? She was hot."
As if on cue, Monique strode into the theater carrying popcorn, soda and sour patch kids. "Kirsten, where are you?" she asked. Kirsten turned around and waved. Monique sauntered past the group and took her place next to her sister.
The two men smile at each other as if reading one another's thoughts. "We gots to talk to them later."
"Sit down, the movie is starting." Barked the dark one. As soon as the movie ends the girls somehow manage to grab all the bags and hightail it to the ladies room so efficiently that rainbow head and his pal had missed them.
"Where'd they go?"
Amy teased, "Guess it wasn't meant to be Jeff" with a pat on the back as they leave.
"I can't wait to sit down," Monique stated. "I'm going back out to get some snacks let's hope the line is not too long, you want the usual?"
"Yes please."
"K, I'll get the food, and you go get us seats. Here, take my bags."
"Sure, why not? No, like my hands aren't full. What are two more bags?" Kirsten muttered as she walked into the theater carrying half a dozen bags. She dropped a few bags in the aisle. "Shit, That's just great. That girl is so dead I told her we should have taken them out to the car first."
"Here let me help you." came a male voice from behind.
"Thanks but I can handle it." Kirsten said politely.
"Oh yea, you've been handling it so well too." The guy replied rudely.
"Wiseass." Kirsten grumbled.
"You want help or not?" Kirsten quickly thought of a cutting comeback but wasn't given the chance as a pretty red head began to admonish him from the other side.
"Shane, Behave." As Kirsten turned around she continued, "You'll have to excuse him. It's past his nap time."
"Yea, I can tell-just do me a favor and don't snore when the lights go out."
"Fine, carry them yourself." The guy retorted and went back to his seat. Kirsten rolled her eyes, picked up the bags and walked away. Amy, the red head, proceeded to smack Shane in the back of the head.
"Hey, what was that for?" Shane asked running his hand up and down his now stinging head.
"It was for being a jerk, Go apologize."
Obstinately Shane just replied "Nope."
At this point the two young men that Kirsten saw at Hot Topic come sauntering in with a third in tow.
"What's going on?" asked the one in the lead sporting long locks of dark brown almost black curly hair pulled back in a ponytail.
"Shane's being a punk, as usual. Can't take him anywhere." Amy pointed out.
"I am not. That girl had attitude." Shane said pouting.
"Which girl?"
"The one with the blond highlights." Shane said as he pointed in Kirsten's direction. The three guys all look at the girl who has finally gotten control of her packages and managed to sit down a few rows in front of them yet just off to the side enough for one of them to recognize her.
"Holy shit," exclaimed the last one in line "that was one of the girls from Hot Topic." The middle one looks confused, (in more ways than one-someone evidently had dropped several bottles of dye on his head but intentionally.) "You know, the girls who were checking out the hair dye, and one of them dropped the bottles."
Rainbow Brite looked around, "Well, where's the other one? She was hot."
As if on cue, Monique strode into the theater carrying popcorn, soda and sour patch kids. "Kirsten, where are you?" she asked. Kirsten turned around and waved. Monique sauntered past the group and took her place next to her sister.
The two men smile at each other as if reading one another's thoughts. "We gots to talk to them later."
"Sit down, the movie is starting." Barked the dark one. As soon as the movie ends the girls somehow manage to grab all the bags and hightail it to the ladies room so efficiently that rainbow head and his pal had missed them.
"Where'd they go?"
Amy teased, "Guess it wasn't meant to be Jeff" with a pat on the back as they leave.