"You did good." Nods Neil.
I nod back, and we continue.
Someone grabs my shoulder and I whip around. It was Anne.
"What do YOU want?" I groan.
"You don't know what your doing." Anne told me "There is more worse stuff out there than snakes."
I roll my eyes and say, "Yeah right."
"I am NOT kidding." She glares. "We will provide you with a safe home. We swear."
"Oh. A home where we will be tested on?" I ask. "My answer is NO."
Anne glares one last time and returns to the building.
"Hmph. Lets go guys." I say.
We stop in a nice, hidden, shaded area.
"This is cool. Nice job Nat." Comments Hope.
I turn to Aaron. Not talkative as usual.
"Yeah." Says Neil.
"Who dares me to throw this..." Hunter holds up something plastic that looks like barf, and snickers. "On Tanner's car?"
Hunter was now laughing hysterically, as the rest of us snicker at the memories of what happened of last time, when Hunter accidentally threw the barf on a police car. Whoops.
"I do." Chuckles Aaron.
We all nod in approval.
Hunter nods back and remembers, "For how much?"
I hold up two dimes. He takes it and sneaks out of the hideout. He crawls on his fat stomach to the car. Once he gets to the car, he very carefully sets the plastic puke on the hood and runs back to the hideout. When Mr. Tanner comes outside from the super market, he looks at the hood and lets out a high pitched girl scream, and drops his groceries.
The gang tries hard not to burst out laughing. But they survived... All but Hope. She can't control her giggles.
"Hee!" She let out by accident.
"Great..." I think as Mr. Tanner turns to the bushes that we where behind.
We dash to the secret hideout.
"Ah....... AHHHHHHHH...." Gasps Mason.
We all slap our hands over his mouth as Mr. Tanner passes the hideout.
Mason strains, hardly, and when Mr. Tanner leaves, we uncover his mouth and wipe out hands on our pants as he sneezes at medium level of loudness. I just hoped that Mr. Tanner wouldn't call the cops... a.k.a Doctor Von Vlooser.
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Trouble Makers
ActionI wrote this story when I was in elementary school. I won't be taking it down because it took me a lot of time and effort to write and it was the beginning of making long stories for me. It is *heavily* inspired by Maximum Ride by James Patterson.
