I'm so sorry you guys for not updating! I know you must hate me now, but I'll try to make it up. I just got caught up in a bunch of stuff, since it's summer, and I have summer school... Terribly sorry!

The Anti-Walmart group were in the parking lot of Walmart, sitting on the pavement, discussing their next plot. SinceCaitlyn had been grounded, she couldn't be able to join this meeting. And Shane was now wearing a neck brace, an arm cast, and a foot cast with two crutches.

"Mitchie, it's your turn!" Ella exclaimed excitedly. She was admiring her nails with she painted a new color, pink.

Mitchie looked up from her conversation with Nate. "All right Ella."

Jason stood up, started jumping, and waving his arms around. "Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! I wanna film! Pretty please, Ella! With whipped cream, chocolate fudge, crush nuts, caramel syrup, marshmallow fluffy topping, sprinkles, and cherries?!"

Nate looked at Jason, confused. "Dude, I thought you were allergic to nuts and caramel?"

"I know," Jason smiled sheepishly. "But Ella loves nuts and caramel."

Ella grinned up at Jason. "You so get me! After this, we should go to Coldstone and order ice cream!"

"Awesome!" he grinned back, high fiving her.

Shane tried to shake his head but then groaned in pain. "Missing your girlfriend, Natey?"

"She's not my girlfriend, and yes," he sighed, looking down at his feet.

"Mitchie, it's your turn, go with Jason. Since he's practically dying to go," Nate smirked.

"I'm not dead, Nate. I'm still here," Jason cried. "Unless, I'm a ghost and you can see ghosts! If you see me, then that means all of us are ghosts!" Then he quickly added. "Practically is a very big word." He pinched Nate's cheeks. "Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy? You are Nate! You're a good boy."

Nate slapped his hand away. "Stop it. Now go, Mitchie already left with out you."

Jason looked around and saw he was right. "She ditched me... This is just like the carnival." He began to walk faster and stopped at the door of Walmart. Near the opening was a podium. Standing next to it, was a sleeping blond man. "Sleeping standing up. Gotta try it some time!" Looking from left to right, he entered Walmart.

He began to look around, near and far, what a tough journey it was... Actually, only the first five aisles. But then he found her, she was running, on top of the revolving belt, where you check out place your items, and the belt moves them towards the cashier. She was running, huffing and puffing, not caring that the Walmart worker were yelling at her.

"I wanna try!" How do you do that?" Jason screeched. But no one paid any attention to him. He sighed and walked toward an empty lane for checkout, number three. He saw the revolving bet, but it wasn't moving. "How do you turn it on?" he hit the belt, but it didn't turn it on. "Come on!"

"You're doing it all wrong," a voice told him. Jason turned around and was met by a smiling teenager. (JamieAnneJonas)

"Hi! I'm Jamie Ann! I'm visiting my Uncle John! We live in the next city, he works here! You're doing it wrong! You have to press the button! Four times! He told me that! It's a secret! A Walmart secret!" she said, a bit to rapidly. She leaned over and pressed the bright red button four times. Then the revolving belt began moving.

"Thanks!" He gave a big hug. "Thanks, girl I don't know, who is hyper like me, and I respect that."

She held out her arms even more. "One more for the road?"

Jason grinned and hugged her again. He watched her leave. Climbling up on top of the revolving belt. He began to run. "It's like a treadmill!" He felt around in his pocket and took out a camera, turning it on. He focused it onto Mitchie, who looked worn out.

"Work those abs! Own those abs!" Jason yelled at Mitchie, a lane away. "Come on Torres!"

"Work those abs! Own those abs!" they yelled together, ignoring all the yelling. "Keep warming up those buns!"

They both stopped run when the revolving belt turned off. Jason looked down and saw Owen, the manager, glare up at him. "Excercising on Wal-mart property. We could sue you."

"My mom's a lawyer! And there is now sign up here that says no excercising! Excersing it good for the heart!" Jason claims.

"Yeah, what he said!" Mitchie said. "I never thought excercising was a crime!"

"My P.E. teacher says we have to excercise. So if you want to talk to Coach Reynolds that we're not allowed to excerice, it's fine with me," Jason said, holding up his hands in defense.

"Get. Out. Now," he said, his nose flaring.

Jason choked back a laugh. "You look like a pig. You know." He placed his hands on his nose, pulling it up, making his nose look big.

"OUT!" Owen screamed.

Jason and Mtichie both jumped down from the belt, and ran away, laughing.

I'm sorry it wasn't that good. I'm still a little bit rusty from not updating so long. I'm really sorry guys, next time will be better! And it's official, the audition for positions on the story is over! Audition closed.

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P.S. Have you seen Push yet? I just rented it on DVD and it was awesome! Loved Dakota Fanning in it.