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"Shit!" I said louder than I thought. It wasn't until now that I realized most of the skaters lived on Savi's street too. I peek around the corner to look to see who all it is. Its Willie, Deacon, Kyle, Joe, and Tony. I start to panic when I see Willie and almost start to laugh when I see Tony in his green shirt. They are only about 20 feet away so I run my ass off back to Sara and Bailey.
"Tony's with them!" I loudly whisper at Sara while I'm still running.
"Oh Shit. I'm outta here," Sara said as she's running behind me. I'm scared to turn around and look to see if there behind us. I heard Bailey's voice behind us.
"Willie she wants the D!" Bailey yells and starts laughing. I want to turn around and go slap the shit out of her but I wont risk going or looking back.
"Why you runnin' from us Michaela?" Willie said with a hint of laughter in his voice. We where running in the middle of an unfinished baseball field. I slow down because I know there going to get to me some how and torture me as usaul. Sara kept running and I busted out laughing watching her run. She kept going until she got into the woods and took that shortcut to her house which is also on the same street as Savi and the Skaters.
Bailey's POV (new pov!!!!!)
I see Michaela finally gave up on running from Willie. She just decided to sit in the middle of the baseball field and call someone. It does take Willie look to realize what she is doing before closing in on her. Well, I don't look like she is coming back up here with me. I'm sure she will go home after all of that. Ok, this is awkward. Tony, Joe, Kyle, and Deacon are all just standing behind me, close behind me. Well, its my time to get the hell away from these crazy skaters. Good luck, Michaela.
Michaela's POV
I am left in the middle of the damn baseball field with no where to run so I just sit down and pretend like I am calling someone so they might leave me alone. What the hell am I thinking they aren't going to be leaving me alone. Just as I thought that to myself I hear footsteps behind me.
"Well, well, well. What are you doin'?" Willie said with his country accent.
"I'm on the phone!" I shout at him hoping he would go away. But that clear isn't going to happen.
"No your not I'm not stupid!" He says with a hint of angry. He grabs the phone from my hand and starts running. I quickly get up and catch up to him in no time, I'm a pretty fast runner.I don't want to grab on him so I trip him and he falls I swiftly grab the phone out of his hand and turn around to keep running but something grabs my ankle. I fall roughly to the ground but instantly turn around to see my ankle in Willies hand.
"Let the fuck go of me or you'll be sorry!" I yelled at him. I looked around for Bailey but she was no where in sight. He just shook his head.
"Ok then" I said I used my other foot to kick him in his crotch. He lets go of my foot and buckles down in pain.
"Sorry, but I told you that you would be sorry." I yelled back to him not turning around to look at him. I ran towards Savi's house but I'm not sure if I want to get her or go home. I decide to go home because I am really sweaty and exhausted after that.
I'm texting Bailey that I'm going home when my mom pulls up to pick me up. I can tell she knows there something wrong because she has a worried look on her face when I look at her out of the corner of my eye. She doesn't bother me right now because she knows I'm upset but I know she will be asking me about it sometime or another.
When we get home I decide to take an ice bath because my muscles have been really tense lately. But I'm sure its only from all the stress I have been under the past week. When I get out of the bath its 10:30 but I'm not sleepily so I decide to stay up and watch Saturday Night Live. I doze off while I'm watching it.
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Would you Rather?
Non-FictionMichaela, a 13 year old student at Northwood Academy, lived a simple life before some skaters enter her life.