I stood on the line three feet away from the table.
The girl gave me a bag with ten balls, I think.
What else would it be dumbass?
Shut it.
I smiled at her. She smiled back and said, "Ready?"
"Of course." I said smirking.
"3.. 2... 1.. And your time starts now." She said switching on her stopwatch.
I threw the balls in the paper cup, one after the other, with perfect aim.
Pink.
Blue.
Yellow.
Red.
Blue.
Green.
Yellow.
Red.
Pink.
Blue.
In five minutes I had thrown all the balls in the paper cups.
I looked at the girl, she had her jaw dropped.
"Th-that was... that was amazing!" She breathed out.
I grinned wide and said, "Thanks! So can I get my bear?" I was practically jumping up and down.
She chuckled and gave me the big bear which probably covered half of my body.
I squealed.
"Hey, what's your name?" She asked.
"I'm Arielle! What about you?" I smiled.
"Avery."
I need to show this bear to Riley and Clara.
"I hope I'll see you around, Avery. But, I need to go!" I said walking backwards and giving her a wave.
She seems like a nice person.
"Bye!" She waved back at me.
I turned around and ran towards where we usually gather, the place where we kept our bags.
When I got close I shouted, "RILEY! LOOK WHAT I - AAAAAH,!" Just before, I reached the table, a pair of manly hands grabbed my waist and threw me on on his shoulder with a perfect view of his butt on my face.
The bear was dangling off my hands.
Shit! You forgot about Adrian.
The memories of Adrian chasing me came flashing to my mind.
I totally forgot about Adrian. A stupid teddy bear distracted me.
The blood rushing to my head, reminded me of my position, which was dangling like a sack of potatoes over a man's shoulder who could be a zombie for all I know.
I pounded on the man's back, "HEY! WHOEVER YOU ARE, YOU MANLY MAN PUT ME DOWN! YOU HAVE NO MANNERS! I WILL NOT TOLERATE THE WAY THE SOCIETY HAS CHANGED! THIS IS RIDIC-"
A hand clasped over my mouth, cutting off my oxygen supply.
How did he even reach his hand over?
He isn't an alien with five hands or something, is he?
Is he?
Oh my god! He is!
What? An alien with five hands?
Yes!
Are you going to just think about aliens or are you going to actually man up and do something before you get kidnapped?
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Arielle
Teen FictionArielle Rosaline Hazel Romano is a bubbly, funny, loving and beautiful sixteen year old girl. She was handed over to Hope Home orphanage when she was a two year old by some shabby old guy according to Miss Rose, the manager. Miss Rose is a middle-a...