Chapter 18: A New Plan in the Mall

"So Stacy likes Randy?" Christy asked Amy.

"Yeah, she really likes Randy that's why she snapped at you in the elevator when you were flirting at Randy." Amy replied. She was inside the ladies' room of McDonald's. She went inside right after Stacy and Trish told her about it.

"But I thought she is with that thug John Cena." Christy wondered out loud for Amy to hear. A moment of silence came between them.

"So that stupid blonde is really cheating on John. She's with John but she's flirting with Randy. What a bitch! She even acted confused about it. But if I know she's enjoying having the two guys in her palm." Amy exclaimed.

"I won't let her have Randy! Randy's mine!" Christy said over the phone.

"So is that another plan to bring the other blonde down?" Amy asked Christy, eagerness visible in her voice.

"Well, well. I guess it is. What do you have in mind?" Christy asked her back, her voice full of malice.

"Snatch Randy right under Stacy's nose. We'll just talk about it some other time. They're all waiting for me outside." Amy told the other redhead. A different gleam was shining in her eyes.

"Okay. Just call me back." Christy replied and hung up.

Amy hurriedly went to check the mirror to see if she doesn't look like she's on to something and she doesn't look angry. And she went outside the ladies room to meet the other three. When she arrived into the table they were eating, Stacy was just finishing her diet coke. Randy was just playing with the plastic fork of his spaghetti. Trish was just sitting and staring into space.

"Hi guys!" she snapped them back to reality.

"What took you so long Ames?" Stacy asked the redhead. Impatience was clear in her voice.

"Uh. You know… Spend some time to look good?" Amy suggested. Even she thought it was a lame excuse but she was hoping that they would buy it.

"Oh, right!" Trish just said eyeing her curiously. Amy smiled inside, 'Suckers!'

"We'd better get going. We still have to go to the record store." Stacy said and put down the plastic cup of her diet coke. She turned her head towards Randy who just nodded.

"Alright, let's go." He replied trying to sound cheerful and all. He got up and pulled Stacy's chair so that she could stand up easily.

"Thanks." Stacy told him with gratitude.

"We'll see you later girls." Stacy said to the two as she and Randy started to leave.

"Yeah. Later." Amy said and waved goodbye. Trish just smiled and waved goodbye just like Amy.

When the two of them were outside the mall. Stacy looked up at the sky. It was still bright. It was just four thirty in the afternoon. Stacy figured, it would be enough time to go to the record store and buy the CD she wanted. Then she remembered what just happened in McDonald's.

"Have you…" Randy heard Stacy said but he didn't hear the rest because he was lost in thoughts. They were already inside the car, on their way to their next destination.

"Randy? Randy!" Stacy said in a more loud voice while snapping her fingers in front of his face.

"Huh? What were you just saying Stace? I didn't hear it. I was thinking of something." Randy said apologetically to the blonde diva.

"Oh! I was saying that I think there's something wrong with Amy." She said in a small voice. Ever since they got to McDonald's, Randy had become unusually quiet. She tried to remember what had happened for her to know what had caused Randy's sudden change of mood.

"Stace? Are you there?" now it was Randy's turn to snap his fingers to get Stacy's attention. She had been staring into the road ahead blankly.

"Oh sorry! I was thinking of something." She replied but didn't turn her head to Randy. She kept looking at the road ahead with the same expression of Randy earlier.

"We've been thinking of something a lot lately huh?" Randy said suddenly and let out a small chuckle. Stacy smiled at him.

"So what were you saying?" She asked him about what he thinks of Amy's peculiar behavior.

"Well, she seems okay when we talked at the hotel. But I had this funny feeling inside." He told her what he had in mind about the redhead.

"You too? I mean, I've had a bad feeling about it. I guess it's wrong because she's my friend and all." She exclaimed.

"Maybe it's just because of your imagination." Randy suggested as he continued his driving.

"Yeah, maybe. Pull over right there." Stacy said to him when she spotted the record bar. Randy followed and the two of them got out the car and went inside the record bar. Stacy started to scan the records in there. 3 Doors Down, Vertical Horizon, Nelly, Usher, Alicia Keys, Jessica Simpson, Mandy Moore, Britney Spears, Kelly Clarkson, Uncle Cracker, Creed, Eminem, Greenday, and The Union Underground. Stacy picked up 50 Cent and 3 Doors Down and went to the counter to pay for it.

"So where to now?" Randy asked Stacy as he looked over to what she had bought.

"I guess we should head back to the hotel. I'm really tired." She replied shortly and got back in the car.

"Okay." Randy just said and went to the driver's seat to head back to the hotel.

They reached the hotel not long after. Randy walked Stacy into her hotel room, well more of John and Stacy's hotel room. As Stacy slid her keycard on the slot, Randy just looked at her closely. Stacy went inside the hotel room after it was opened.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow? I'll be in your doorstep in exactly seven fifteen?" Randy asked Stacy after she opened the door.

"Yeah, see you tomorrow." She replied and gave him a small smile.

Randy waited for Stacy to get inside before he should leave. He started to walk away but Stacy's voice stopped him.

"Umm, Randy?" Stacy called to Randy's retreating figure.

"Stacy?" he muttered as looked over his shoulder, wondering if he had imagined Stacy calling him.

"Thanks for the wonderful day. I really enjoyed it." Stacy said as she traced the path Randy took until they were face to face once again. And Stacy did the unexpected, she kissed him… in the side of the lips. She didn't mean to kiss him there, but Randy moved his face. They were still in that position when,

"You bitch!" a voice yelled from behind them.