MALL FOODCOURT-MID-DAY
(We open to a close up of Stacy's face, she looks determined as she walks forward. We zoom out to see her walking in the mall, her expression suddenly changes to extremly happy. We zoom out some more to see a girl walking forward. They close in the space and hug, we zoom in to the two girls. Then zoom in to Stacy's face.)
Stacy
Hey Tiffy! Ready for lunch? I'm starved.
(The girls pull out of the hug, and smile at each other, as we zoom back out to the two girls. Tiffany looks concerned.)
Tiffany
Oh gees! How long have you been waiting for us?
(Stacy shrugs and shakes her head slightly)
Stacy
Not long really, but can we cut the chatter and go eat? Before my stomach leaves me.
(The girls giggle and run off, we see something glint nearby, and we zoom in to a bench were a goth girl is sitting on a bench, an antique looking glass in her hands, she is staring up at Stacy, then back down at the looking glass. She puts it in her bag)
MALL FOODCOURT - TIFFANY AND STACY'S TABLE
(The girls set down a tray of food, buger, fries, and a soft drink. Tiffany sits down in front of her tray, and we see a light shine on Stacy's face. She blocks it with her hand and tries to look over to see where it is coming from. When that fails she looks over to Tiffany.)
Stacy
Hey, Tiff... I'll be right back. I want to see where that light is coming from.
(we cut to Tiffany's face. Tiffany looks up and nods, then gazes over to where Stacy was looking.)
Tiffany
Ok, I'll watch your food. Be back fast.
(we cut back to Stacy, as she smiles and walks towards the the girl with the mirror. The gothic girl doesn't look up, she just continues to look into the mirror. Stacy approaches her uneasily. and clears her throat, the girl tilts her head up a bit and lifts her gaze to Stacy.
Girl
Can I help you?
Stacy
Sorry to bother you, but your mirror keeps flashing in my face. Can you please be a little more careful with it.
(The Gothic girl looks up and smirks. Holding the mirror towards Stacy.)
Girl
They say this looking glass is magic, and only the most beautiful girls can see themselves in it.
(Stacy looks at the girl uneasily, then then pushes it away with one hand)
Stacy
That's OK. I don't need a mirror to tell me I'm pretty.
(The girl shrugs and puts the mirror back in her bag, as Stacy walks off, we zoom in, to her face, she is smirking. Some what evily. We cut scene and return to Stacy and Tiffany's table, as stacy sits down.)
Stacy
(exhales heavily)
That was weird.
(Tiffany looks up to Stacy, with a confused look.)
Tiffany
What was?
(Looks over to to where Stacy just came from)
Stacy
Nothing, let's just eat.
(The girls begin to eat, but Stacy turns her head, we cut to the bag that contains the mirror, then Stacy's face. She has a longing expression.)
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