Quote of the Day: "Okay sooo... i wanted to ask you if you could update the story with that pervert of a guy Ricky you know the story with Adam and Rachel, drew and Kia...... i feel so stupid here i am sending you a message and i don't even remember the name of the story i wanted to ask you about so yeah..... okay and i wanted to know if you could update it. its so interesting and stuff... yeah... i cant wait till that perv Ricky leaves the story he belongs in jail!... WAIT did i say jail i meant an METAL INSTITUTE... yeah so btw the story is awesome" - CheeeeseCAKe

Yeah, Quizilla! Wattpad's gonna have to step up their game!

Rachel's P.O.V.

I finally got to the easiest thing to do at Wal-Mart on my list. Its super simple and you can't really get kicked out for it. I moved a 'Wet Floor' sign to all the carpeted areas.

Boo-shakka-lakka!

I'm surprised we haven't been kicked out yet, honestly. Might as well make the best of it! Oh, right, you wanna know what you missed.

Well firstly, Drew, well, you know what? I'll just give you a replay of the scene.

There was this guy, about thirty years old, just shopping, minding his own business. Drew swoops in and snatches the man's already purchased Nintendo DSI and then starts screaming at the poor man.

"Hey! This is mine, you thief!" he screams, putting it "back" into his own cart.

"What!? No, it isn't! I bought it!"

"Nuh-uh! Show me the receipt, show me the receipt!"

"Fine, I will!" the man says, digging into his pockets. To his surprise, it wasn't there. Truth was, Drew had planned ahead, and he took that, too.

"SECURITY!" Drew screams.

Three security dudes show up, and after lots of arguing, Drew is "given back" the DSI and the other man is kicked out. Honestly, I don't know how the boy pulled it off! He got a free DSI out of it, though. Haha!

Kia was looking confused meanwhile, trying to find the right shade of paint, and an employee walks up to her and says, "Can I help you?"

Kia begins to cry, and screams, "WHY CAN'T YOU PEOPLE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?"

She runs away, crying.

I run after her, laughing.

Then we, as in the four of us, were all walking around for a bit, when there was a voice over the intercom asking for some chick named Cheryl to go to the toy department, and I saw my chance.

I assumed the fetal position, and screamed, "NO! NO! IT'S THOSE VOICES AGAIN!"

I just lie there rocking back and forth, and people stare at me like I'm crazy. Oh, right.

I do that for about a minute, and then I calmly gather my things I had dropped, and walk away. People still stared.

Then, a lady who works there started walking towards me after my little scene, so I scream, "GET AWAY FROM ME!" and I run out of the store screaming only to come back in through another door. When I got back in, I ceased the screaming.

Kia walks by me, laughing, then whispers, "Watch this!"

She walks by a girl around our age, extremely preppy looking she was, and starts giggling, saying to no one, "Tee-hee. I know, I know! Hehe, I know! Omigod!" the girl gives her a weird look, more like offended, kinda like she was trying to say, "WTF?" it's that kind of look the cheerleaders give the nerds. She had no freaking right to look at Kia that way, 'cause Kia's way prettier than that... bi-. Damn. Fine, fine, I'll be nice... than that "meanie". (P.S., in my dictionary, meanie means bitch.)

The "meanie" walks away, flipping her hair in a preppy way while doing so. Adam and Drew walk by and she starts flirting. Yeah, that's right. I clench my fists unknowingly, and then unclench them when my fingernails start penetrating my skin. Kia has an "Oh-No-You-Didn't" look on her face. I'm gonna say it. Who gives a crap if it's not ladylike? That bitch is flirting with my man! And my best friend's man! That's a double offense!

Kia and I look at each other, then at her.

Adam and Drew look as if they're trying to leave, but she's not permitting that. That slut is throwing herself at my man! Oh, she is going DOWN!

I can tell Kia was thinking the same thing.

I swiftly walk over there and poke Little-Miss-Slutty-Pants on the shoulder.

She looks over at me annoyed with that same bitchy expression she had with Kia plastered on her face. I give her a fake smile, and say in an artificially sweet tone, "Excuse me, that's my boyfriend you're throwing yourself at," I point to Adam. Then I point to Drew and say, "And that's my best friend's boyfriend."

"So get your slutty ass away from here!" I scream, attracting the attention of many passerby's.

She looks at me and says, "It's not my fault you're not enough of a woman to satisfy that hell of a man."

By this point, she's licking her lips and looking at him with lust in her eyes. Oh, that is IT!

I didn't notice at first, but Kia had walked up to Little-Miss-Slutty-Pants, too.

Kia slaps her square across the face and says, "What the hell you doing, looking at her man that way? She just told you he's TAKEN, you desperate slut!"

"So get the fuck out of here, before I make you, and if it comes to that, I can assure you, it won't be pretty," I add. If looks could kill, all three of us would be dead by now.

She's utterly shocked. Drew just starts laughing his ass off.

She squeaks, and mutters, "This is SO not over, you better watch it."

And then, with a "humph!" she leaves Wal-Mart.

My cheeks are still red from anger.

"Wow that was so hot. You are so sexy when you're jealous!" Adam turns towards me.

I look behind him and Kia and Drew are already making out.

"I was not jealous, she just..." I trailed off.

"I was just..."

"She was..."

"I..."

"Okay, I was jealous," I finally admit.

"That's not a bad thing. No, not at all," Adam says, smiling, and for the first time, there's some visible lust in his eyes. I think that little scene turned him on, too. It obviously turned Drew on. I look over at Kia and Drew and shake my head. Those two need to get a room.

My thoughts are blurred when Adam presses his lips onto mine, and he enters my mouth, holding me lovingly.

I melt into the kiss. Not unusual at all; this happens every time we kiss. My legs feel like jello, no, no, melted jello. Or maybe uncooked spaghetti noodles...you get the point.

I lose myself, and all thoughts are erased.

Oh well. Kia and Drew can do whatever. After all, ignorance is bliss.