Right, one day I was just casually talking to this lad I had a crush. It probably went something like this:
'So...um...how's life?' I said normally, stuttering a little.
'It's good...' He nodded his head slowly, squinting his eyes.
'Well that is good.' I wanted to slap myself from that remark. You are so god damn stupid Georgia. We awkwardly just smiled at each other like normal. Poppycock. I thought.
Then out of nowhere a man sprinted past me and took my handbag. What the hell? Being the protective girl I am I dashed after him. I could see the fear in his face as I sped up. He also sped up but he was no match to my super speed. 'Go go gadget roller skates.' Nothing happened...stupid Inspector Gadget making me believe that things would appear from my jacket attached to mechanical arms.
I floored him and rolled him over. I then sat on his around midsection and heard him moan in pain. I snatched my bag back and was about to get back up when he spit on me. I turned my head back around and heavily sat on him again. Oh, it's on now.
He tried to sit up and I pushed him back down. I heard the crack from his head and well let's say...he is no longer with us.
The boy I liked actually caught up with me and saw me kill the guy.
He told the police and now I'm on the run. They wouldn't believe it was self defence.
The guy is dead, are you insane?
VERY!
THE GOOD THING IS I GOT MY BAG BACK!
~.~
What did you think of that? Way to turn a guy off Georgia.
None of that actually happened. It was made it. How bad would that be if it actually happened? And to run away would get me more time in jail...born a jailbird, always a jailbird
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