Game on

One

He was a bitch. Crew Wright is a bitch, and he always has been.

The sunny summer day quickly ruined as I looked at him from across the street, my car now covered in white toilet paper and slimy eggs that drip down from my windshield. I look up at him and see him smirking. ''Hey Gracie! how are you today?'' he tumbles over from laughing ''Yeah, my day was going great until i saw you'' he's still laughing so I take the moment to grab the water hose and spray in his direction. he shrieks and jumps back. ''Was that necessary?'' he lifts up his hands to show the water dripping of his grey now black hoodie. ''yes, yes it was Crew. Look at what you did to my car!'' I extend my arms in the direction of my car and sign towards my car to highlight the damage he'd done with a sigh ''Me? No of course it wasn't me, Gracie. How could you even think that badly of me?'' He lifts his hands to where his heart should be, the sarcasm nearly dripping from his voice, this guy.

Me and Crew have always been this way, me preserved and tidy, him messy and annoying. My cardigan slips from my shoulder as I hose the egg off my windshield, failing miserably while trying. the egg leaving a sticky residue' 'I would love to help, but uh I got stuff to do'' he quickly turns around to his house ''Later Gracie'' he waves before he disappears inside, leaving me with the mess he made. 

''What happened to your car?'' My mom gets out of her car and slams the door shut behind her. ''Crew happened'' I sigh at my car, still wrapped in toilet paper, The egg now almost gone after I found a car cleaner inside in a secret cabinet somewhere under the sink. My mom laughs, she just laughs ''Nice one Crew'' I hear her whisper while walking into the house and I look back at her, my lips in a thin line. why does everyone always like his horrendous activities? No one has ever stopped him from ruining my days, ruining my life. I unwrap the now slimy yellow toilet paper from my car and cross the road to drop it on his lawn, not my mess to clean. I hose down the rest of my car before getting inside the house and closing the door for protection from that evil thing living across from me. ''you have to give it to him, he's quite funny'' I hear my mom from the living room as I make my way over to her. he's not funny, he's a blood sucking bitch. but that's not what I tell her ''No he's not funny, did you see al the slimy eggs sticking to my car?'' Iuse my hands for demonstration of the slimy eggs ''I thought it was funny, but you smell like eggs so maybe you should take a shower sweety'' I look down at her, unbelievable this woman, I puff and turn away from her running up the stairs I hear her laugh from the living room, definitely not funny.