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Chapter 5 by ConnieCane ConnieCane

shop till you drop?

Pretzelina's

Anne decides to head to the Pretzelina's across from the fancy purse shop. Normally she'd have sales people throwing themselves at her feet to please her and her daddy's platinum card, but something was so off today. Probably the new stores on an empty stomach throwing her for a loop. Her stomach told her she needed to make one quick stop first however. She walked up to the counter at Pretzelina's and the girl at the counter grinned.

"I love your look. That necklace!" she said, leaning over the cash register toward Anne. "Oh yeah, can I get you anything?"

The pretzel girl turned around to grab her order and handed it to Anne. After finishing, she washed her hands and suddenly became fixated once more on the necklace. It really was pretty, the way the silver sparkled in the light and the jewel in the center seemed to spiral into the abyss. The pretzel girl snapped herself out of it when she noticed another girl standing next to Anne, the beautiful redhead dressed in a chick-n-plucker's uniform seemed to be lost in thought. Anne could tell her eyes were fixed on something but wasn't quite sure what. The woman suddenly snapped herself out of her mesmerization and gave Anne a hungry look. The girl traced a finger along Anne's stunned bare arm. "I just want to say I love your necklace sugar." now being a cheerleader she was used to other girls touching her and complimenting her but this felt different, something in her eyes felt predatory "T-thanks I got it at-" "I get another break in twenty minutes why don't you...come show me? Unless you cant wait?" The Pretzelina's cashier was glaring at the chick-n-plucker's girl.

"I'll be back here in twenty minutes sugar." Anne's heart thundered in her chest she wanted to tell her no but for some reason all of her energy was wasted on keeping her knees from buckling. She nervously clutched her necklace "I have got to get out of here!"

Anne moved to leave but worried the girl might recognize her and even follow her out to her car. Anyway, it wasn't like she was going to head to school late. An idea suddenly came to her.

What's next?

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