Rachel's P.O.V

"It works better if it's a guy saying it," I explain.

"Yeah, she's right. It does work better with a guy," Kia nods her head, backing me up.

Adam and Drew looked at each other cautiously. It was obvious they were both extremely reluctant to be that guy.

"Oh come on, you bunch of wussies! All you have to do is completely, and totally humiliate yourselves so Kia and me can get a good laugh!" I say in an overly peppy voice.

"Fine, I'll do it. I'll be the man here!" Adam says, showing off. 

I roll my eyes. That boy just gets cockier and cockier every day. Oh joy.

"Okay!" I say. "Well, what are you waiting for? You say you're going to be the man? Well, man up, then, and go!"

"Okay, fine pushy!" Adam grumbles.

I roll my eyes again. He's also getting whinier.

Okay, so at the moment, we're at Wal-Mart, wreaking havoc all over the place. Haha.

Adam walks over to Customer Service, and, lucky him, he's first in line.

"Hi, how may I help you?" the lady asks.

"Uh, hi, I'll have a Quarter Pounder with cheese, no onions. A strawberry milkshake, medium fries, and a Mcflurry." Adam smiles.

The lady opens her mouth, about to speak, but Adam cuts her off.

"Oh, to go," he adds.

"I'm sorry, but I can't give you that," the lady says in a nervous tone. He obviously freaked her out.

Adam frowns. ""Oh, This is because I'm gay isn't it? I'd expect this from  

Menards, but not Walmart. People who are gay are just like  

everyone else your know. You digust me."

He then proceeds to walk away, mumbling to himself in a prissy, girly voice.

By this time, I'm rolling on the floor laughing, clutching my stomach. I look over and see Kia doing the same thing.

Adam helps me up, and Drew helps Kia up.

"That..."

Giggle.

"Was..."

Giggle.

"So..."

Giggle.

"Funny."

Giggle.

Adam smirks; "Is it funny enough for you to give me a congratulatory kiss?"

"I don't know about that, but I have no problem in giving you one anyways," I say, leaning in.

Our lips meet, and I seriously feel like I have died and gone to heaven.

Sigh.

"Yo, loverbirds, get a move on. It's my turn to embarrass myself!" Kia says to us.

We pull away reluctantly and frown; she totally just ruined our moment.

Stupid, innoportune Kia.

We walk to the ladies' section. Kia and I are inspecting the clothes, and Adam and Drew whine about us being here for all of us to have fun.

This is fun... for me and Kia.

Kia and I look at each other and frown. I had just found this adorable shirt, that's even my size, and I'm expected to abandon it? Oh, the cruelty.

"Fine," we grumble.

I stare longingly at the white and purple shirt. Wah, wah.

Adam catches me in the middle of my longing, snatches up the shirt, and marches straight towards the nearest cashier and demands she ring it up. The lady was on break, but Adam got her to ring it up anyways. My hero!

I smile as he walks back, handing me my newly purchased shirt.

"Thank you!" I say, giving him a hug, followed by a short n' sweet kiss.

I go over to "try on" my new shirt in the ladies' dressing room.

I wait about five minutes, then yell, "HEY! THERE'S NO TOILET PAPER IN HERE!"

About a minute later, I walk out smoothly and go on my way with my shirt in my hand.

I slightly gave it the wadded up look, to see what sort of thoughts it would arouse.

Tee-hee.

I hide in a clothes rack, and peek out and see a worker checking the stall I was in with cleaning supplies at hand.

Hehe.

I giggle and am poked in the shoulder. Freaked out, I turn around only to find Kia giggling alongside me.

"That was perfect!" Kia says.

A girl in her twenty's comes by, and Kia and me both poke our heads out and yell, "OOH! PICK ME! PICK ME! NO, NOT HER! ME!" at the exact same time. Oh yeah. We're awesomeness.

She runs away. Literally, runs away. Haha.

"Now, watch this."

She gets out and walks up to this random lady.

"Omigod, hi! I haven't seen you in so long? How are the kids? Oh, I miss the little rascals! Did little Eddie fix his yeast infection? Oh, it was horrid!" Kia says to her.

The lady looks scared, and confused. She's obviously wondering if she knows Kia. She's old, so she probably thinks she forgot or something, and decides to play along to avoid embarassment.

"Oh, yes, it cleared up! And it was nice seeing you to! I have to meet my husband in the men's section now..."

She hurriedly scurries away.

I burst out laughing.

Another person is walking by, and I stick my hand out and grab something. I look at what I grabbed. A thong? Ew. I really hope that was a girl who owned that cart. I shudder and throw the thong on the ground. That thing has most likely been in some old hag's buttcrack. I need some hand sanitizer.

I then spot some random old geezer.

I walk up to him, and give him a great big hug, saying, "Grandpa! You're alive! It's a miracle! God has listened!"

Then, I proceed to letting go, and singing, "Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia, alleluia! Alleluia!"

He gives me a strange look and says, "These youngins sure are strange these days," and walks away.

People nearby stare at me and Kia. Currently, we are now laughing our butts off.

Drew walks up to us and says, "I just wacked this geezer in the head with a ham!"

"I just hugged an old geezer and claimed he was my grandpa!" I grin.

Drew laughs and says, "Damn, I missed it!"

I love Wal-Mart!