"Yeah? I was thinking about going to the mall, if you wanted to tag along that'd be great; I don't have a ride anyway." My eyes were glazed over and I made out some sort of a nod. Mary K. grinned and snatched my keys from the counter. "I'll go warm up the car," She said bouncing out of the house. I treaded out after her, sweeping my hair in a quick ponytail, sadly knowing that I looked about as good as a 600 pound man with nose ring.
Mary K. and I hopped in the car and drove off to the only mall in small town of Widow's Vale. It was crazy to think about how small the town was, and how many big things had happened here. Flipping insane.
Well, the mall only contained about 30 or so stores, and about 10 of them being any clothes shops. Mary K and I usually go back to school shopping in a New York, but lately it seemed like clothes weren't a huge deal in my life (not like they ever were before).
Driving to the mall with Mary K. felt so relaxing and calm, and not worrying about saving the world, as dramatic as that may sound. Everything in my life seemed at ease, and peaceful. Even everything with Jezebel was calm. I was actually get along quite well with her. Her, Bree, and I were hanging out every once and awhile. Nothing to big, but just an afternoon at the mall, or going to see a movie, as it could be awkward sometimes.
The minute Mary K., and I walked into the mall there was a huge crowd, and little stands set up in any nook these merchants could get there hands on. It was unbearably tight and squishy, everyone being very rude and rowdy. I looked at Mary K. and she just shrugged and tapped a calmer looking woman on the shoulder. "Um, Excuse me? Do you know whats going on here?" Mary K. asked gently. The woman smiled and twirled around. "I've been told, everyone's here to promote contests. I guess everyone just comes here. Like a heard of wild animals, I tell you..." she muttered as she was pushed aside by a gruff looking man.
We raised our eyebrows at each other. Mary K. looked like she was struck by an idea. "Wanna just walk around and enter random contests?" She asked grinning manically. "Mary K., these are scams, they just get your phone number so they can bug you about-" but she wouldn't let me finish and dragged me to the center of the contests stands.
Hours later, when we were worn out, Mary K. the most as she had entered every contest that was going anywhere, which included, Spain, Jamaica, Cuba, London, Paris, Mexico, and Sydney, Australia. I just rolled my eyes at everything. But she made me enter atleast one contest, so I chose the one that was the least crowded and the one with a lady who seemed happy enough to talk to. It was Disneyland or something I can't remember.
When we got home we were exhausted from all the pushing and shoving, and then suddenly realized we hadn't set one foot inside of a store. That was a slight depressing thing to think about, that I'd just wasted three hours of my life.
"Mary.K? Morgan? Are you home?" Our mom yelled at us from the kitchen, when we opened the door. We shouted back we were home. "Okay, well, good," she said stomping down the stairs, "Your father and I are heading out for a night on the town!" she said with a ditsy little giggle. And they were. She was dressed in a emerald green dress with matching earrings and purse. Weird. Mom and dad rarely went out. Anniversary? Party? Animal sacrifice ritual?
Without even waiting for us to say anything they both ran out the door, yelling about hot dogs in the freezer or something.
Mary K. just went upstairs to pack for her trip to Las Vegas with her friend Alisa Soto, and another member of Kithic. She was going to be gone for three weeks and I was dreading it. I was going to miss her a lot and we'd been hanging out a lot more than we usually do. Maybe it had to do with Hunter's new friends...
It was still pretty annoying how I still got jealous of Jezebel spending loads of time with Hunter. Even more time than I spend with Hunter. Trevor, I'd gotten to know was pretty nice. He was really sweet, and cute. He was genuinely pure, and simple. It didn't seem like he had much to hide. That made you feel more relaxed around him. He had a lot of charisma and charm. Like a sweet version of Hunter, really. But I don't mean that in a bad a way. I love Hunter. A lot.
A/N: Hey Gang. I updated. And it was horrendous. I have written anything in awhile and if this sucked PLEASE don't flame me. I've just finished this chapter and by the time you read this am probably writing another one, not as boring. Honestly this chapter had a purpose.