¿ɪꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀʟʟ ʀᴇᴀʟ? ✰𝘼𝙡𝙚𝙭 𝙏𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨✮

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Friendsgiving

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"Well, hurry up! We ain't got all day!" Jamie rushed you and the gang; he, you, Alex, Matt, and Nick, walked clumsily on the broken sidewalk of a neighborhood.

"You sure this is the right street?" Alex asked as he switched places with you so you could be on the concrete and not on the road.

"Swear," you muttered as you looked up from the paper you had in your hands. The paper was a girls' address, the one you were leading the boys to. "I think we are almost there. You guys never told me what you were planning on doing anyway."

"Just a little harmless prank," Nick assured as he stuck his hand into his pocket to feel if the object he had was still there.

"Better be harmless. I don't want her on my ass anymore than she already is," You crumbled up the paper and shoved it into your hoodie pouch. You didn't speak of this girl fondly at all. She didn't respect you at all and your boundaries. For starters, she became your ex's girlfriend, so she is not a girl's girl.

"Don't you worry a thing," Alex patted your shoulder and saw the house in the distance, "She'll barely even know we came."

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"Is this the house?" Jamie asked as you stopped in front of a small two story house.

"Yea," you checked the address once more and looked back at the house. "This is it. Make it quick- ayyy, that rhymed."

"Loser," Nick mumbled and walked quietly up to the closed garage, Matt following behind.

The plan they had briefly told you was one that went like this; Nick and Matt would bang on her garage for a little spook and then throw things at her window.

"Ready?" Nick looked at Matt for confirmation. When Matt gave a curt nod, that was when chaos started. Instead of using fists to create noise, Nick pushed Matt against the easy bendable metal. The push wasn't soft either. He pushed him like his life depended on it.

The impact of Matt's body and the garage made a loud thunderous noise, which alarmed the group like cats. The weight of his body caused a large dent and outline on the metal. "You idiot!" Matt hissed out and scrambled off. "Why'd you do that!-"

"Hey! Who's there!?" Shit, it's the opp.

The group of five looked up to the open window above the damaged garage and found the girl peeking from behind her wall. Alex and Jamie scrambled from the scene, taking you with them. Out of panic, Nick and Matt also started to run, only to realize they weren't done.

They both skidded to a stop before they could reach the road, dug into their pockets, and took out TNT Pop-its. With good aim, they launched a load at her window, a few successfully making their way into her room, which caused her to scream, followed by tiny pops.

They turned their backs on the scene, not wanting to get caught by anyone. They kept up with the group, high on adrenaline, and didn't stop until they reached an empty park. The sound of sneakers hitting the concrete came to a stop and, one by one, leaned against a tree for support.

"I'm never running again," you said as you stuck to a bench, slowly leaning down. "Am I that unhealthy?" you whispered to yourself as you sucked in a large breath.

"Honestly, I think I twisted my ankle," Nick said as he sat down on the bench you were on and moved his foot from side to side.

"Oh yeah? A twisted ankle," Matt's eye twitched, "Well, I think the back of my cranium is caved in by your stupid actions!"