snack bar

(chapter originally by MidnightWisher on writing.com)

"Let's take a break at the snack bar," Ann said with a smile. "I don't know about you, but I'm getting a little hungry."

Makoto nodded. "That should be fine... I'm feeling a bit peckish myself."

"Great, then it's decided!" Ann led the way, moving at a brisk pace. At least she had been, until she looked over her shoulder and saw her friend way behind her, arms crossed over her chest and looking all around her as she moved at a turtle's pace. Ann let out a sigh and returned to her friend. "Uh, Makoto... what are you doing?"

Her senior's face lit up. "I-I don't want anyone to notice that I don't," she whispered then motioned toward her chest with her eyes. "You know..."

Ann shook her head incredulously. "You're just going to bring _more _attention to yourself walking around like that. It looks suspicious, like you're trying to hide something."

"I... I sort of am." Makoto looked around again before continuing. "It's, uh, a tad cold out here... and I think it's... noticeable that I don't have one on."

"I'm sure it's not that bad," Ann said, waving her concerns off. "Let me see." Makoto's uncertainty was plain to see, but the insistent look on her friend's face eventually made her cave in. After all, it wasn't like her friend would lie to her about something like this. So, slowly, Makoto **** her arms to her sides.

"How bad is it?" Makoto **** herself to ask, wincing a bit, a blush on her face. She couldn't believe she was asking that. Ann looked her over for a moment, not saying anything, just staring at her friend's chest. She would have to admit her friend had a point. There were two prominent nubs poking through the thin, white fabric of her dress. They were definitely noticeable if you were looking at her. She would just have to let Makoto know, and if that meant the end of their little movie date, then it was what it was.

Ann took a breath, trying to figure out the least embarrassing way to phrase it for her friend. As soon as Ann opened her mouth, though, her earrings started to glimmer subtly. "See, I told you it wasn't bad at all." She said cheerfully.

Makoto was taken back, surprise and uncertainty written on her face. "Are-are you sure about that? To me it looks-"

"Relax, Makoto," Ann said. "It's all in your head. You can't even tell, really. This is your first time not wearing a bra, isn't it?"

"Ann!" Makoto gasped out, looking around in a hurriedly. "Did you have to say that so loudly?" Her face was a deep red tint. Thankfully no one seemed to be around to hear it. "What do you think?"

Ann giggled. "Ooops, sorry... but don't worry about it. Tons of girls go out without one all the time."

"And those girls are usually _planning _to, though." Makoto said. "I imagine they wear clothes more suited to it than I am right now."

Ann shook her head. "I just told you what you're wearing is fine. You can't even tell. You're just being paranoid. That movie must have scared you more than I thought." Ann laughed.

"It did not!"

"Riiight," Ann said, locking her arm with her friend's. "Well, you don't need to worry anymore, because I'm here for you. Now let's go get our snacks." Ann started at a brisk pace again, not even giving Makoto a chance to respond. She practically dragged her friend through the hallways of the theater and back toward the snack bar, ignoring all Makoto's requests to slow down. The pace made Makoto's modest bosom bounce slightly, and every part of her mind screamed out at her about how obvious it was that she didn't have a bra on. She **** those thoughts away, however. She trusted Ann, and she knew her friend wouldn't mislead her like that. So, if Ann said it wasn't noticeable, then that was that. It really must just be in her head.

At the pace they were going, it didn't take them long to make it back to the lobby where the snack bar was. They were both panting lightly, and Makoto was almost appreciative that the cold air conditioning was blasting even harder here than it had been in the hallways. Without wasting a second, Ann led her over to the concessions line and released her so they both could look for something they wanted.