Ok, tell me what you guys think and what I need to work on (which I know is a lot). I have written anything in awhile so here it is...
“We can’t do this guys!” I hurried after my friends as they made their way past the mailbox that stood perpendicular with the highway. Counting off the ways we could get in trouble in my head I tried to recall the events that brought led us to sneaking up Alexis Conley’s driveway.
It had started when Alexis had spilt the spaghetti pie down my best friend Ayleen’s shirt. No one, I mean no one challenged Ayleen. She’s the perfect girl, the one everyone else is jealous of, and the one all parents want their precious little girls to be. And when you get on her bad side…the perfect enemy. After that little “accident” Ayleen has taken it upon herself to make Alexis’ life a living hell.
“God Maddy do you have to be such a worry wart?” Glaring at Ayleen I set my backpack down and pulled out the 5 rolls of toilet paper I had stuffed in it earlier that afternoon.
“Well I’m just saying that if we get caught we are dead! That’s the end of us, boom we’re done for!”
“Maddy calm, breath in, breathe out. Count to 100, whatever just be quiet!” Sighing another one of my best friends Sandra sighed and looked at Ayleen. “Do we always have to bring her along?”
Ayleen laughs, “Of course what would we do without our precious little worry wart?”
I know they are joking, and I can’t help but laugh along with them. But come on; was I the only one with brains in our little “clique”? I mutter under my breath and hand out the rolls, two for Ayleen and Sandra and I settle for just one.
“Are you guys ready for this?” Ayleen looks back and forth between Sandra and I.
“I’m all over it.”
“Yeah…I’m ready.” We made our way up close to the house. I have to admit it is perfect for tping, not that I would know or anything though. “I have to tell you guys that I umm, really have, umm never done this before.”
“Don’t worry Mad, it’s easy.” Ayleen demonstrates by pulling the first piece off, and gracefully throwing it into the highest tree.
“Wow, your pretty good at that girl. You sure you haven’t had some practice?” Both Sandra and I stare at her.
“Well you guys remember the time Principal Sletters house got it?”
“You didn’t!” Sandra and I gasp simultaneously
“What can I say he made me mad.” We all burst into quiet spurts of giggling. “Ok back to business,” She says after we all have caught our breath.
“You can do this Maddy, you can do this. All you have to do is throw and throw and throw some more.” I whisper to myself under my breath. The thing was that I never was that great at throwing…or catching…or anything that involved sports.
“Did you say something?” They both look at me.
“No” I reassure them. Slowly I take a deep breath and then I just throw the roll. It soars high into the air and lands right on top of the tree, the roll falling from branch to branch until it slams into the ground. I look over at Ayleen and Sandra and they both give me a thumbs up. Ok…so it’s not as bad as I thought it was. Kind of exhilarating in a way.
That’s when the light flips on. I stare at it as if it’s just my mind playing tricks on me. Then I hear my friends running towards me, their eyes telling me all I need to hear. RUN!! I turn grab my backpack and try to keep up with my friends. When I said I was bad at sports that was including running. Behind us I can hear voices coming from the house,
“Is anyone out there? You better leave now, I’m not afraid to call the cops.” The words started getting jumbled as we got farther and farther away, the night swallowing us up. We ran down the highway until we were out of breath and had to stop before we fainted with exhaustion. Then we started laughing, and we couldn’t stop. In the end we were clutching our sides because it hurt so bad.
“So was it all that you guys expected?” We started at Ayleen, and started laughing all over again.
“I have to admit it was a lot better than I thought it would be.” I finally gasped out.
“Yeah I have to agree.” Sandra nodded her head.
“I was so impressed at your mad tping skills Maddy. Who would have thought, we are turning the good girl bad, Sandra.”
I laughed and looked at the two of them. Ayleen with her long, straight, blonde hair messed up and full of tangles, but still she was beautiful. And Sandra with her shoulder length, sandy-brown hair and aqua blue eyes. They were both beautiful and I had to admit that I was a little jealous of their appearance. Most guys when standing next to the two of them overlooked my red hair and green eyes.
“Ok lets go back to the car.” We all agree and head towards the car, which we parked on a nearby gravel road. That’s when I heard it, the unmistakable sound of tires on pavement. I squeal and stare at my friends, paralyzed with fear. Here we are walking down the middle of a highway, in the dead of the night. We look like hookers, or like we just finished murdering someone and dropped off the body. Neither idea was too appealing.
“Wh-what do we do?” I ask them, and I know their faces are mirror images of mine; mouths open, and eyes wide with fear.
“Well he’s already seen us.” We stare at the headlight coming towards us and I shield my eyes from the blinding light.
“Well it’s a motorcycle.” I say because I’m at a complete loss for other words.
“Good one captain obvious.” Sandra glares at me.
“Stop you two! We can do this, just follow my lead.” I am more than happy to obey. Ayleen is more than capable of handling this situation
“I just hope he’s not some kind of ax-murder.” We look at each other, terror reflecting in our easy as the motorcycle man pulls over beside us.
