Along with the mall food court, McDonalds was a place many of them hung out. Some got meals, but most of them just bought fries and drinks and sat laughing with their friends.
One of her duties that day was to clean off the tables and sweep the floor. She tried to stay away from the kids her age, but caught glimpses of a pretty girl holding court in the corner, surrounded by hangers on. She was wearing short skimpy clothes that accentuated her cleavage, a short skirt, and had boys drooling all over her.
Jamie sighed. That girl was such a bitch. "I wish..." she muttered, forgetting she had a wishing stone on her person.
