Yes

To my dismay she is standing there her phone in hand , barely doing any work and lording over the other salespeoples. ( two of which, Josh and Diana, are also from my school working part time)

"OH! MY! FUCKING! GOD! Look at Laurie Jones and her slutmom prancing around half naked! She's even barefoot!" She yells with her high pitched voice, trying to get as much attention on us as she can. And she's used to garner attention being head cheerleader.

She hates me because I have bigger boobs than her and got them faster thanks to my mom's genes. She blocked me from joining the cheerleaders for years and prevented me to be friend with anyone than wants to have anything to do with her.

She takes a picture with flash and I think of the fact that the bright light will make my thin shirt and my mom's nightie close to see through. I can see Josh getting his phone out of his pocket, wanting in on the free peepshow.

"This is like, so going on my wall and I'm totally tagging you on this!" She says. Just what I need, over 30000 people ( she always brags about it) seeing this.

"We have no time for you two to have fun! As you can see my daughter is only wearing a t-shirt and need shoes to go eat at the Egg Palace because of their 'no shirt , no shoes, no service policy'." My mom tells oblivious both to my embarrassment and the nature of Jessica's reaction. " We need the cheapest pair of sandals you have in her size."

"Oh! She's only wearing this t-shirt ? I can't let such a good friend in need. I'll make you a deal I'll get her a nice pair with 60% off, a friend's price." She tells with a large smile. She never give away anything she is not **** to, it's hiding something. " Josh go get me a pair of our lastest arrival in black, a size 6."

Josh scurries away in the backroom grumbling about missing the show and my mom is thanking Jessica for her great generisity telling her about our being locked out in this poor state.

Jessica is delighted and typing on her phone. I approach her and beg her.

" Please Jessica don't post that picture, I'll do anything!" I wisper to her.

" Anything? Are you really locked out in only that t-shirt?" She asks. I nod. " Ok I won't make you famous with my followers yet. But on two conditions. One you wear the pair of shoes I'll give you."

"And the other ?" I ask already regretting my decision.