I Work for Mort Rainey

Chapter 3: Model a la Mall


2:12 PM

Melissa wants to go shopping. Again. I don't really want to go shopping. After the third time this week, I got kind of tired. Wouldn't you be tired as well? But Melissa insists. And I have nothing else to do. Toast to vegetarian shop-a-holics that are Asian with very long, very pretty, very black, and very shiny hair. sarcastic voice Yay! -throws confetti all around-

3:15 PM

We're here. And she's dragged me into the fitting rooms of Abercrombie and Fitch. Melissa wants to try on this super short mini-skirt. And guess what…..it's pink. Yes, pink. The saleslady at the front of the fitting room is smiling appreciatively at the expensive items that Melissa wants to purchase and trying to ignore my empty hands. Yeah, so I'm not the Banana Republic or Abercrombie and Fitch type. If it weren't for Melissa, I would run at the very sound of the music that's blasting in A&f. I don't like this place. It's very uncomfortable. You get this air of having to buy something. And you have to look as if though you're extremely busy and yet you have the time to relax with your friends and buy a pair of ordinary old brown pants for 60 bucks. No, count me out please. I don't have that type of a budget.

3:18 PM

Sometimes I wonder why I even consider Melissa as a friend.

3:25 PM

We're at the Cinnabon. I love the place. And luckily Melissa doesn't watch her calories. She'd have to suffer from anorexia if she did. She's already a vegetarian. In all honesty, I'm one of those people that will get a Big Mac and be selfish enough not to take into consideration the cow that was killed in the process. Okay, I'm a carnivore. Happy? Fear my long dagger-like teeth. I'll swallow you any minute just because I eat Big Macs happily. Sheesh, that's what Melissa thinks of me.

3:27 PM

Actually, it's fair. Because I think Melissa is some sort of deranged alien from Planet Z or something.

3:32 PM

Who knew that cinnamon rolls could taste so good? Maybe it's because I've eaten salad for so long. The salad is really bitter and no matter what I add to Melissa's salad, I can never learn to like them.

3:33 PM

Is that Mort Rainey! -jaw drops, stops chewing- Melissa just noticed him. And she's grinning like mad. That can never be good. She's going to taunt me for ages when we get back to her house. And guess what….no, I can't believe this. There is this beautiful model of a woman hanging onto his arm. Medium-length brown hair, sparkling green eyes, a beautiful figure. And the two of them are laughing as though they have no other care in the world. -jaw drops and gapes- He looks….tame. His beard is shaved, his hair is nicely placed and combed may I add. He looks well….gets lost in own thoughts Well….gorgeous is the only thing that I can think of.

3:34 PM

Wait, did I just state that I think that the man who is possibly my future employer is gorgeous? Well, erm, yeah, I guess. You can't deny it. Especially when you see him from this angle. He looks….no. Oh great. Melissa. Her grin resembles that of a Cheshire cat. I have always loved the Cheshire cat. Why? Because in my mind I saw him as some sort of a heroic idol. He could so easily perpetrate Alice's mind and get her flustered. Evil, maybe. But a good type of evil. He would get the best of people but never really take advantage of them.

3:36 PM

I hear Melissa say, "Oh my gosh. You are the luckiest thing ever. You're applying for a job with that hot thing? Oh my gosh. That is SOOO cool." Yeah, I know what she means by, but I'm trying not to think of that. Wait, so she thinks he's hot too? Okay, that's it. He's not hot anymore. Not to me at least. Any guy that Melissa thinks is hot….well, I can't think that that guy is hot too. That would be….abominable. Okay, that's a little extreme, but you get my point. If the two of us like him, then we'll gush over him like crazy. Eventually, both of us realize that the other likes him. Then we'll start becoming obsessive. That's not good. Then there'll be a cat fight for sure.

3:45 PM

Thank God we're leaving the mall. And now, not decades from now.


A/N: Heh. Sorry for the long time that it took. The reason? I couldn't find where I put the pages for the story. -sniff-

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