Silly Stories with Dairy.

School bus sniper

I was sitting on the school bus next to my friend and we were both silent and tense. We felt like no one on this bus had any idea what we were about to do. The insane idea we had and the little thought we had put into it.

I've made a lot of truly dumb choices in my life. I often do things without fully thinking the details though and this often causes some big mistakes to happen. One of the worst and terrifying choices I ever made was a simple one. I bought myself a paint ball gun and got a bunch of kids from the neighborhood into it. After a month or so. It seemed like every kind had their own paint ball fun and mask.

The bus came crawling to a stop and my friend and I looked at each other.

"Wollfyyy woooooo!!!" We both yelled in unison as we shuffled off the bus and broke into a sprint towards his house. 

He was so excited to open the door that his hands were shaking and he was struggling to get the house key in. 

"Let me do it." I said. Attempting to grab the keys from his.

They slipped out of our hands and fell on the ground. We both went down to pick them up and smacked our foreheads together.

"Dumbass." He said laughing and rubbing his head.

I grabbed the keys and opened the door. We quickly got inside and shed off all of our school gear. I saw my paintball gear right where I left it from when I was over the night before. It sat in its case in the the dining room. I grabbed and ran down to his basement. He disappeared to decompress from school and I began to set everything up.

We had gotten permission to set up tarps blankets and make a target practice range in their unfinished basement. We had to make sure not a speck of paint touched anything other than tarp or blanket... Or else we would feel the wrath of a thousand sandal slaps.   A joke warning with a little merit to keep us from being reckless.

I duct taped up the tarps and blankets and set everything out in a safe looking arrangement. I moved to the opposite end of the basement and unfolded a table to set our gear on. I unbuckled my case and pulled out my gorgeous entry level paintball gun. I twisted on the Co2 cartridge and loaded my hopper with paintballs. My friend came down shortly after and did the same with his.

We realized we had nothing to use for targets. Luckily I was a super nerd and always had some sort of bulk collectible cards in my back pack. I ran up stairs and shuffled through my back pack. I rummaged around and found two deck boxes of yugioh cards. It was super popular at our school and we would often duel during lunch. I shuffled through all of the cards and found a few I new I had more of at home and ran downstairs.

"We can use these." I said as I jogged over and taped them to the tarp.

I jogged back to the table and we grabbed our guns and took aim. 

"Ladies first." He said.

"Hardy har har/" I chuckled and pulled the trigger. It was a direct hit on a trap card.

"Boom. Try doing that." I said proudly.

"Calm down. It's like a 30 ft basement." He laughed at my excitement and pulled the trigger.

He missed.

"Ohhhhhnly 30 feet." I broke out in laugher. He shot again and hit a card.

We laughed and practiced shooting for awhile until we realized the sad truth.

"This is a little boring isn't it?" I asked. He nodded.

The magic of shooting indoors wore off quickly because of how small the basement was. We weren't challenging ourselves enough to make it fun. We decided to go upstairs and see how windy and cold it was outside. It was still to chilly to play outdoors and we sighed. 

"I have an Idea!" I blurted out loud. "Why don't we snipe from your window at something in the backyard?" I asked.

"We can do that, I know how to take apart my window." He winked and chuckled. He had been sneaking out I gathered.

We went up to his room and he opened the window and we scanned the yard for something to shoot at.

"I don't see any targets. Do you?" I asked.

"Nah." He replied. He began looking for something to bring outside from his closet.

I kept scanning the yard and looked over his tall wooden fence. There was a small town road that rarely ever had any traffic. Across the road was a small drainage pound and a beautiful looking "No Swimming." sign. was facing our direction.

"DUDE!!" I got it. We can just shoot at this sign and work on our sniping.

He laughed and said. "You first."

I got down to my knees and put the barrel of my paint ball gun gently on his windowsill. I moved my eye to the cheap plastic scope and and closed the opposite eye tightly. I scanned for a moment until I landed on the sign and lined up my sight in the center of the O in NO. I took a deep breath and pulled the trigger twice.

"WAIT!" My friend said to late.

All I could see was the sign so when I let out my two shots, a elementary school bus was coming down that road which rarely got traffic.  I just happened to hit it with both pop pops of the paintballs. We panicked and shut everything down. We closed his window and ran downstairs. Terrified because we knew that was probably a crime.

We quickly took down and cleaned up everything we had set up in the basement. As to leave no evidence. With in five minutes of shooting the bus, the door bell rang. It rang again and again.

Cops began banging on windows all around the house as they looked in for any signs of life. My friend and I panicked and froze up. We were super paranoid that they would drop down the basement window wells to check in the basement so we carefully and quickly made our ways upstairs. Careful not to be seen by any cops.

We ran all the way up to the top floor and hid in his moms closet until it was silent. Even then it took us awhile to trust they had left. We finally got up the courage and tip toed out of his moms room.  We looked out all of the upper windows carefully and saw no evidence that the cops were still around. 

"Welp. I better get going." I laughed as I stretched awkwardly and yawned.

"Yeah sounds good. Same time tomorrow?"  He asked.

"Damn straight." I laughed and broke out into a jog home.

The cops never came back around and none of the neighbors ever heard anything about it. I feel so bad about it still to this day.

Thank you so much for reading =D