Stupidity 101

A Walk in the Rain

Our story starts at school. Yes, I know, unusual! But still, it does.

It started after an after-school dance rehersal.

R's dad was picking them up. (yeah, I'll use third person 'cause it's just easier :P )

But they had to contact him first! Unfortunately, R's phone died on her that morning...so they had no choice but to use T's iPhone. This, she had placed, earlier that day, into her trusty pencil case. But where-o-where was that pencil case?

Well, they had no clue.

That's why they spent 40 minutes roaming the halls of the school, going from class to class, looking for this case of pencils.

The really interesting, and I guess worrisone, part, was that no one stopped them. All the classroom doors were open. And but a single teacher asked them what they were doing. But even she didn't think of questioning them further when they answered that they think they had forgotten something in the science room.

Had they really?

Or was this all just a brilliant excuse to get into the classroom and cause some havoc?

To be honest, we're too goody-goody to do such a thing. :P (HEY! We snuck into the school spelling bee WITHOUT paying the 50 cents!) Yeah, we're quite the losers...interesting, fun, adventuresome...but losers nonetheless. ;)

So there we were, given up all hope of finding this phone - and pencil case! - but mostly the phone, standing outside, waiting - hoping - perhaps R's dad might just miraculously show up, when T was struck with the idea of looking through R's backpack (AGAIN I may add).

And guess what she found at the bottom?

If you guessed icecream, cake, doggy, rain or boy, well, you're wrong.

She found the pencil case!

Did I meantion it was T's? Or that it was found in R's bag? Or that they roamed the school halls searching through, like, every classroom?

But let us simply continue the journey.

Our next tale takes us to R's house, where R's dad had dropped them off promptly after picking them up.

R's doggy (Pepsi) was exploding with joy and glee upon being graced with their AMAZING presence... (Nah, she just wanted to go on a walk...but we can dream.)

And they decided to reward her by taking her around the neighborhood on a nice stroll....oh, and to buy some icecream. :P

But alas! T'was too hot outside for these fair maidens! Soooo...they decided to change. You know, tank top, shorts, summer wear?

And off they went.

All the way to the store.

But they didn't quite make it, when they both noticed a suspicious man walking just a few metres behind. So they did what any logical person would do in their situation...they started walking faster, and turning around every so often...subtly of course. 

But it gets to be a little scary and intimidating when a creepy middle-aged man stays the same distance away from you, no matter how much you speed up.

They were incredibly paranoid, and terrified.

Why?

Mostly because they assumed that, naturally, all suspicious-looking middle-aged men (that is, all of them, 'cept the ones we're related to), are stalkers, that want to kidnap...little?...girls like them.