There's no answer

Jenny hammered at the doors to the store, waiting and hoping for an answer, the seconds feeling like they were dragging on to minutes.

Hearing a giggle, she turned and spotted two Asian girls stood by the fountain, looking at the torn jeans, and any second they would likely spot their owner.

Her heart pounding in her chest, Jenny finally took a moment to look down at herself. She'd lost her trainers when she'd shed the sides of her jeans and now she was stood there, nothing covering her legs between her socks and purple shorts. Not only that but the White T-Shirt she was wearing was clinging tightly to her body, her matching purple bra clearly visible through the thin, almost see thru material. Just how long could she stand here in the open air, hoping that her mother would answer the door?