I move swiftly down the stairs whistling, while having my hands inside my pockets. As I reach the lounge, the lights go off making the whole room fall in darkness, the moonlight entering from the window helps me to move without tripping. I would've switched on the flashlight of my phone if I had brought it, but I didn't because it is still not charged.

I look around, but finding no one in my line of sight, I turn to go back and then suddenly, two hands on either side of me grab my arms and pin me to the nearby wall.

I managed to wriggle out the taser and shock the guy to my right, he falls to the floor, and I hurriedly throw a punch at the other guy followed by a kick in his nuts. Before I could kick him further, two more guys came at me and pinned me to the wall, they even took away my Taser. That's when the bitch appears.

Green eyes sparkling in the dark, he walks towards me with his hands behind his back, an evil smirking playing at his lips. He brings his hands up to my head and smashes two eggs onto my head. Gross.

"You're bloody rotten like these eggs," he says coming close to my face.

I smile widely and kick him, aiming at his nuts but missing and hitting him at his thigh, he catches my leg and chuckles, "Jeez, stop waggling your feet like a bloody chicken,"

"Says the guy who needs six people to hold down a girl,"

He distances himself from me and the other two guys which are standing behind him, empty a bag of milk and feathers onto me, I swear to fucking God these little bitches are asking for a death wish.

"Let her go," he says and starts walking to wherever the hell he came from, not so fast bitch. I run behind him, and he probably senses it, but I don't stop, I knock him onto the floor and sit on top of him, making his clothes at least a miniscule bit dirty compared to mine, "Listen up you bloody shit, you messed up with the wrong person,"

"Do you even know who I am?" he asks calmly as if being under a lady covered in gross shit willing to kill him is what he does daily.

"Yeah, I know who you are, some asshole who thinks he owns everybody just because he is named after Newton, but honestly, you don't even have one-fourth of the brain Newton has," with that, I get off him and make my way upstairs.

I don't even realize when I reach the third floor because of how angry I am, I angrily storm towards my dorm and close the door with a loud bang, startling Teresa. I head straight into the bathroom, wash my hair first and tie them in a towel.

"Teresa, can I borrow your clothes?" I ask, and as if she is waiting for that question, she hurriedly hands me a pair of undergarments along with an oversized tee and shorts.

I take a bath with boiling hot water and dress up in the clothes provided by Teresa, as I get out of the bathroom, steam follows me along making Teresa's eyes widen. Thanks to my wheat-ish complexion, which has barely any sign of redness, she doesn't seem too worried.

"So do you want to talk about it?" she asks me slowly.

"After I get even with him," I reply as I rummage around in my bag looking for the black credit card I smuggled along with me, "We need to go shopping first,"

"What? Right now?"

"Yes,"

"Okay, but I didn't give you shopping attire-"

I cut her off midsentence, "I don't really care how I look like right now,"

"Understandable, but can I change because I do care how I look like,"

"Sure, go ahead,"

After about ten minutes, Teresa is out of the bathroom looking gorgeous in a blue tight-fitted jumpsuit and freshly made hair. I nod at her and grab my phone, and we make our way downstairs after locking our dorm room, to the lounge where the lights are back on.

The nearest mall is forty minutes away and with Teresa's slow driving, we reached in an hour and thirty minutes, "I swear it is the car and not me," she says justifying her driving skills. Maybe that could be a possibility because it is an old Honda Civic but whatsoever, I will drive us back.

"Hey, I need to buy a couple of things too so can we meet in the bathroom in an hour?" Tiger asks with hopeful eyes; I check the time on my watch which reads 7:15 p.m. "Sure why not?" I reply as I set an alarm for 8:15 p.m. on my phone, I personally find it better to shop alone than with someone.

I head to H&M first, to buy myself clothing for my stay here and then I head to Target for the real shopping I had to do, I bought dozens of art supplies varying from spray cans to glitter and three canvases; some fake spiders and snakes, whipped cream, slime, when I approach the counter to pay for them, my eyes fall upon the candy isle which could also be called heaven. I take a bunch of bubblegum, sour patches, KitKat and Hershey's kisses.

I turn off the alarm and make my way to the bathroom with a burden of ten bags (four for clothes, two for art, two for all the weird stuff, two for candies) along. Since the mall closes around 9, not many people are left in the mall.

I reach the bathroom to find Teresa doing an unpacking vlog on live Insta, "Hey," I mutter as I let my bags sit on the bathroom sink, "Didn't know you are Instagram famous,"

"Nah, I do this just for fun, also what's in all those bags?"

"Candies, clothes, art stuff," I say shrugging, "Oh, wait I just bought you something," I rummage through the bags and take a little black dress made of satin.

"Here," I say as I hand it to her.

"Oh my god," is the only thing I last heard from her, before she enveloped me in her tight grip of a hug, I awkwardly pat her back unable to breath fully.

"Thank you so much," she says finally letting me go, "Now who's ready to see what Zofia brought for herself?" she asks, turning to the live making me groan.

She looks at me expectantly waiting for me to unpack, "Okay fine, first I got this black t-shirt with these cargo pants,"

"Cute fit," Teresa remarks.

"Then this white collared crop top with this navy-blue skirt, also got this pink tube-top with it,"

"This skirt is so pretty," Teresa says touching the satin like material of the skirt.

"Then I have these couple of t-shirts and two pairs of jeans, a black one and a blue one and lastly four dresses, a hot pink one with arms and stomach area made of mesh, a tie-dyed bodycon dress, a puffy sleeved black dress with this mega slit and a short cyan wrap dress,"

"I have to admit you have good fashion sense,"

"Yea I know, now we got to go eat, I am starving,"

Teresa nods and bids goodbye to the people watching the live as if they had nothing else to do in their life rather than see what two girls brought in their shopping. As soon as I pick up my bags, the light in the bathroom goes off.

"What the hell?"

Teresa runs out of the bathroom, and I calmly follow behind her just to see the whole mall empty and devoid of any living creature, "Shit what do we do now Zofia?" Teresa says with panic filled eyes.

"Calm down Tiger, people would die to get stuck in a mall. Let's just go and eat first," I say as I keep my bags down beside the bathroom wall.

"Okay," Teresa says following me, she too keeps her bags beside mine.

We head for Subway, and I slide over the countertop behind the counter, "What would you like to have today my lady?" I ask Teresa winking at her.

"Are you flirting with me sir?" she asks while playing along.

"Nah, I don't flirt with dumb people," I say which makes her lightly hit on my arm.

"I want a veggie delight,"

"Okay," I make her a veggie delight and myself a tandoori tofu.

"Damn, this is so good,"

"I know, I worked at subway once,"

"What about the money though?"

"Bro it's not our fault they locked hungry teens inside a mall,"

"Fair,"

"Let's go to the arcade after this,"

We hurriedly finished our subways and headed towards the arcade. Well, I obviously did not pay attention to detail, if the electricity of the mall is out then obviously, there is no electricity in the arcade. Seeing my disheartened face, "Hey, we can get some bomb pics here," Teresa suggests.

We take turns clicking each other's pictures and then some weird goofy selfies, she then uploads the good ones on her Instagram while I think about our next plan. I am just about to suggest eating ice cream but then a loud noise of something breaking is heard.