Nate, Hannah, George and I were squished together in the back of my uncle's old car at night. Hannah, the scaredy cat but the best hider, started to question us forever. "Guys, if we are stuck in here, is Uncle Tobias up to something?" I was new to this business, so I looked at Nate, but he just lit up a cigarette. George was taking up most of the space, so when he went to pee, I flew off the seat and nearly cracked my skull open. Nate's lighter flew off his hands and hit the car. "Nate! We're all gonna die!" Hannah wailed. "No we wont!" I shouted over her. The door was open, so I rolled out and so did the others. George came out from the bushes and ran up to us with a pee bucket. "George, I know it might be good but-"
I woke up, breathless. I thought I was going to be drenched in pee! I hugged my satin sheets and went back to sleep when there was a bang on my door. I rushed downstairs in a red, oversized tee that said 'Fuck Off' in grey and grey sweatpants with white criss-crosses covering it. I rubbed my eyes and turned the key in the lock and then immediately Nate ran in with a gun. "Heya cousin, um, we need ya." "It's 5 in the morning you early bird." "Shut up! Anyway get in the car, we're going to the mall." "Are you drunk? Like, that shit opens at fucking 1 am and your here when my butt is clearly still stuck to the bed." "I only see air molecules. C'mon now then you little bitch!" "I'm taller than you butthole!" Then there was a shout from a rusty blue Honda parked in front of my house. It sounded like Hannah. "Get on you stupid motherfuckers! We've got girls to kidnap!" "Shush! Damn there could be reporters here!" I shouted back in response, then quickly slipped on some heels and slapped on my glasses and locked my door. Do I get a gun now?
It took us ages to get to the nearest mall. There were lots of people there, so Nate decided to head in and go first with his gun and shot like a million times. I screamed. Damn, do we have to do this? Hannah pulled me in and started running in a store, then she ran out with a girl in her arms. I squealed in confusion and dropped to the ground. George pulled me into the car and drove a way. Why oh why on my first day must I do this? But can I please have a gun?
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