Followed

As I made my way across the mall, I glanced back to find myself being followed by a black man in his twenties. He was a good looking young man, cleancut and well dressed. I couldn't help but notice his eyes looking me up and down from behind.

"Hey baby," he said when he noticed me looking.

I turned around and quickly darted into a clothing store. I almost immediately got a few curious glances. A mother and daughter at one of the registers looked me up and down. The mother looked disgusted, while the girl looked pissed-could be because we had on practically the same outfit and I filled the shorts out better. A group of college age-ish girls looked me up and down and giggled. A man with blue hair and piercings smiled at me.

I put me head down and rushed to the men's section where I grabbed a random pair of pants and shirt and headed to the dressing room. I was going to pay before I left...but there was no way I was leaving the store in these clothes.

I breathed a sigh of relief when the dressing room door closed behind me, but before I even finished exhaling it opened and I was joined in the small room by someone else.