fare, so she could fly to where ever they were holding tryouts for Next Top Model. Chances are, they wouldn't be held here in Boringsville, Illinois!
"Yea," Drew concurred. "Come right after work . And Lees...try to get along with Andrea . Y ou can do it."
Drew was always trying to mediate; desperate to make their foursome as wholesome, fresh and innocent as it was back in third grade when the girls pretended Lisa's garage was a Hello Kitty Clubhouse.
All the girls had grown up in the Shady Oaks development right down the road from Maybelline’s. They had all known each other since Kindergarten.
"Of course!" Lisa lied.
Lisa's boss was now in hearing range of her conversation, so Lisa wanted to make it sound like she was on the phone with a customer.
"We close at ten!" Lisa stated into the phone, in an overly polite voice.
"What?" Drew asked. "I already know that...oh, I get it. Your boss."
"That's right!" Lisa chirped. "We have a lot of women's bathing suits on sale now."
"Gee, thanks for the info," Drew said. "I'll go buy ten of them tomorrow. See you at Andrea's!"
Before Lisa left Maybelline’s for the night, she picked up five packages of glow sticks and glow stick jewelry. She also bought a new tube of Volume XL lip gloss and some Elf gold glitter eye-shadow for herself.
On the way out to her car, Lisa noticed something strange. As she got her keys out to unlock her 2009 Ford Focus (it was only temporary until she could afford a Lexus or something more prestigious) Lisa saw a person lurking over by the woods next to the parking lot.
The person appeared to be female, because it had long tangled hair hanging down in a messy disheveled way...like it hadn't been brushed for a month. She was also wearing huge oversized glasses; fake looking, like the kind the hipsters were sporting as an accessory.
The woman did not look like the typical Maybelline’s customer, that was for sure.
"Gross..." Lisa said, staring at the odd sight . "That is definitely not normal."
The person wasn't exactly acting normal, either. She was just sort of shambling along. Lisa wasn't quite sure what "shambling" meant, but the word seemed to fit. Lisa assumed the word meant walking in a wobbly, jerky sort of a way.
The odd disjointed woman looked completely aimless, like she had absolutely no purpose hanging around a strip mall in Poplar Grove, Illinois at 10:00 at night.
Must be drunk , Lisa thought.
And yet, this person wasn’t even acting normal for a drunk person.
F or a brief moment, the woman stopped her aimless shambling and just stood there staring at Lisa.
Lisa felt a bolt of fear slice through her body as though she had just been struck by lightning.
“ This is some creepy shit!” she said.
It was dark in the parking lot since a few lights had burned out, and Lisa was the only employee around . And now , this strange person was just standing there... staring.
Li sa wasn’t sure why, but this freaky woman had an aura of evil about her.
"What the fuck?" Lisa exclaimed, feigning toughness to alleviate her fear.
She tried to put the key in the lock, but her hand fumbled. The creepy woman was now walking towards her in a slow, methodical, almost robotic way.
Lisa had never seen anything like it before. Not in real life, anyway. Only in horror movies. She suddenly felt like she was in the middle of a horror movie. And she knew this moment all too well, it was such an overused cliché.
It's the moment when the pretty young girl is about to be killed.
"Damn!" Lisa swore, trying to get the key to fit into the lock. Her hand was shaking so badly.
The creature (that’s how Lisa thought of her, since she didn’t even seem human) was moving across the grass slowly, yet in a very determined fashion.
Finally, Lisa got the key in the lock. She opened the door and flew into the car , slamming the door shut
"Yea," Drew concurred. "Come right after work . And Lees...try to get along with Andrea . Y ou can do it."
Drew was always trying to mediate; desperate to make their foursome as wholesome, fresh and innocent as it was back in third grade when the girls pretended Lisa's garage was a Hello Kitty Clubhouse.
All the girls had grown up in the Shady Oaks development right down the road from Maybelline’s. They had all known each other since Kindergarten.
"Of course!" Lisa lied.
Lisa's boss was now in hearing range of her conversation, so Lisa wanted to make it sound like she was on the phone with a customer.
"We close at ten!" Lisa stated into the phone, in an overly polite voice.
"What?" Drew asked. "I already know that...oh, I get it. Your boss."
"That's right!" Lisa chirped. "We have a lot of women's bathing suits on sale now."
"Gee, thanks for the info," Drew said. "I'll go buy ten of them tomorrow. See you at Andrea's!"
Before Lisa left Maybelline’s for the night, she picked up five packages of glow sticks and glow stick jewelry. She also bought a new tube of Volume XL lip gloss and some Elf gold glitter eye-shadow for herself.
On the way out to her car, Lisa noticed something strange. As she got her keys out to unlock her 2009 Ford Focus (it was only temporary until she could afford a Lexus or something more prestigious) Lisa saw a person lurking over by the woods next to the parking lot.
The person appeared to be female, because it had long tangled hair hanging down in a messy disheveled way...like it hadn't been brushed for a month. She was also wearing huge oversized glasses; fake looking, like the kind the hipsters were sporting as an accessory.
The woman did not look like the typical Maybelline’s customer, that was for sure.
"Gross..." Lisa said, staring at the odd sight . "That is definitely not normal."
The person wasn't exactly acting normal, either. She was just sort of shambling along. Lisa wasn't quite sure what "shambling" meant, but the word seemed to fit. Lisa assumed the word meant walking in a wobbly, jerky sort of a way.
The odd disjointed woman looked completely aimless, like she had absolutely no purpose hanging around a strip mall in Poplar Grove, Illinois at 10:00 at night.
Must be drunk , Lisa thought.
And yet, this person wasn’t even acting normal for a drunk person.
F or a brief moment, the woman stopped her aimless shambling and just stood there staring at Lisa.
Lisa felt a bolt of fear slice through her body as though she had just been struck by lightning.
“ This is some creepy shit!” she said.
It was dark in the parking lot since a few lights had burned out, and Lisa was the only employee around . And now , this strange person was just standing there... staring.
Li sa wasn’t sure why, but this freaky woman had an aura of evil about her.
"What the fuck?" Lisa exclaimed, feigning toughness to alleviate her fear.
She tried to put the key in the lock, but her hand fumbled. The creepy woman was now walking towards her in a slow, methodical, almost robotic way.
Lisa had never seen anything like it before. Not in real life, anyway. Only in horror movies. She suddenly felt like she was in the middle of a horror movie. And she knew this moment all too well, it was such an overused cliché.
It's the moment when the pretty young girl is about to be killed.
"Damn!" Lisa swore, trying to get the key to fit into the lock. Her hand was shaking so badly.
The creature (that’s how Lisa thought of her, since she didn’t even seem human) was moving across the grass slowly, yet in a very determined fashion.
Finally, Lisa got the key in the lock. She opened the door and flew into the car , slamming the door shut
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