As typical fourteen year old girls, Jess and I wore lots of tight pants and skinny jeans.
That day I had on a new pair of leggings I had recently gotten for my birthday. They were a bit small, but I didn't want to upset my friend who got them for my birthday, so I wore them rather than brought them back for a bigger size. I figured they would have enough stretch and that I'd be able to grow into them.
"Wow, you girls wear your pants way too tight," said my younger brother as we walked into the kitchen. Not like any day was different. He always said this.
"Michael," I said. "My pants are perfectly fine."
"Mine are fine too. Don't I look so good?" asked Jess, posing in front of my brother. She bent over and twerked in his face.
"Jess, seriously," I said. "Let's go already." I grabbed her arm and tugged her out the door. I hated when she acted like that in front of my brother.
My older sister Lauren was in the car waiting for us. She was sixteen at the time, and our driver.
"You girls took forever," she said. "C'mon. Let's go before I change my mind."
Our sister drove us to the mall, which was perfect because my parents would never let us go to the "cool" stores if they were with us. That's why I always had my sister take us. She usually dropped us off because it was on the way to her boyfriend's house.
Our first stop was Victoria's Secret, where we pretty much spent all our money. Jess and I came out with our bags full.
"Where do we go now?" I asked.
"Wanna hit up Hollister?" asked Jess.
"Sure," I said. "But I have no money left."
"That's okay," said Jess. "We can check the deals for next time."
So, we were walking across the mall toward Hollister. It was then that Jess texted me to tell me there were hot guys walking right behind us, checking us out. Even though she was walking beside me, she didn't want to say it out loud because she didn't want the guys to hear us.
I sneakily looked behind me and saw like ten guys all together. At least four of them were hot. I had seen them from our school, but I knew they were either juniors or seniors. Of course, my eyes were half on them and not in front of me.
"Maddie, watch out," Jess yelled to me as some guy in front of us, clearly in a hurry, pushed by me, knocking my cell phone to the floor.
"Dude, what's your problem?" Jess said to the guy. "Watch where you're going, geez."
"Sorry," said the guy rushing by, obviously in a hurry.
"What a jerk," said Jess.
I looked to where my phone was lying on the ground. Some little girl just walked on top of it. I was really pissed, but the mall was so loud and crowded that she didn't even notice she had stepped on it. It was only an accident. I hoped and prayed my phone wasn't broken.
"Shit," I said. "That's my new phone."
"That sucks," said Jess. "I hope it's not broken."
"Me too," I said as I walked over to my phone. I bent over to pick it up and
I heard that devastating RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
Oh my god, I thought to myself. That didn't just happen.
Although I knew exactly what had just happened.
At that moment, everything felt like it was in slow motion...
I didn't know how bad it was, but from the noise alone, I knew it was bad.
My pants had totally ripped.
Not just a small hole or tear here and there.
And right in front of the guys behind me.
I couldn't believe it.
"What's wrong?" asked Jess.
I was frozen, a deer in the headlights. I couldn't even utter a word. I crossed my arms over my ass. But already it was too late. Everyone had already seen what happened. The guys behind me snickered and gawked as my face flushed ruby red. I wanted to curl up in a hole and die.
"Did you just rip your pants?" laughed Jess, coming over to see. "Oh my god…"
And when your best friend rips their pants, wouldn't you laugh?
It's hilarious, until it happens to you. Then it's devastating, especially if you're only fourteen.
The guys had their phones out to take pictures of my ass. I grabbed my ass and ran. Right to the girl's bathroom. I was so humiliated that I went into a stall and cried my eyes out. Jess followed me in.
"So how bad is it?" I asked.
"You don't wanna know."
I reached back and felt bare skin on practically my whole right ass cheek.
My heart sank.
"Oh my god..." I said out loud.
I've never felt that embarrassed in my entire life. Of course, it had to happen right in front of those guys, on a day I was wearing a thong.
I texted my sister to tell her what happened. She thought it was hilarious, but came to my rescue.
"Oh my god, Maddie," laughed Lauren. "You of all people…"
"What?" I asked through my tears.
"How did that even happen?" laughed my sister. She couldn't stop laughing. She was crying because she laughed so hard.
"She bent over and her pants ripped," laughed Jess. "I couldn't believe it."
"Maddie, didn't I always tell you to kneel down instead of bend over?" said my sister. "Honestly, my friend Michelle is fat and she doesn't even rip her pants."
I still couldn't believe that happened... I saw it happen to Spongebob on television, but that was just a cartoon and I never thought it could happen in real life. I hate to admit it, but I should've listened to my brother when he said my pants were too tight.
Whenever I saw those same guys at my school, they burst out laughing when I walked by, and my face turned bright red. I wanted to hide in a paper bag for the rest of my life.
Did I mention my cell phone broke?
What a great day I had.