Time we win, time we lose

Chairs and bikers

I had never seen anything quite as... Peculiar when she broke the chair over the bikers back.
"HOW YA LIKE ME NOW BITCH"

Shocked I stood there strangely standing in the middle of footpath looking into a dark allyway not knowing how I should react, this wasn't a um normal occurrence walking home from a hospital. A brunette stood in front of me staring down at the 6 foot strong muscular biker who now lay on the floor vengefully hugging it for comfort.

"HUUUUUUUUUUUUUU" another girl sprinted towards the biker with yet another chair, this resulting in a big bad biker getting up and running from the two little teenage girls. My life was complete. This really reminded me of those videos on Facebook where the little kittens dominate the big dog, ironic aye.

"Nice" the two girls simultaneously high fived and fruitfully laughed at each other. Why did they "chair-fully" beat up that biker?

"Oi you" the girls headed towards me carrying........ the chair.

"Hey hey hey calm down, I ain't no biker"

The girls looked at each other and laughed. We're they twins because they both ratchet *internally yells in ghetto sassy tone.

"We weren't gunna hurt ya, I'm Amy anyway"

She extended her arm out to shake my hand, the hand she had used for the chair...
She stood at a proud 5'5 and had quite a curvy build. She had blonde tipped thick hair that reached the bottom of her neck and had a beautifully structured face.

"I'm Georgia, not that you seem to care anyway"

Georgia threw the chair back into the ally way and forcibly grabbed my hand... She would kill someone one day. She was quite skinny but also surprisingly curvy, she had thick chocolate hair that went to her shoulder blades. She had a small face with high cheek bones. If I had just met these girls I would think they were beautiful innocent ladies unfortunately I had seen them 5 minutes prior.

"I do care thank you very much, I'm Nick by the way" I overwhelmingly stated internally being proud of myself for confidently talking to two violent but pretty girls.

"we know who you are stupid......." Amy glanced at me and smirked, then to the small fading blood stains on the cold cement floor where the biker once lay "and don't think we always do this. He tried to kidnap us, so we tried to kidnap him instead"Amy looked at Georgia and smirked, what would they do to the poor guy once they captured him, other than the chair is that why he was running so fast.

"obviously why didn't I think that" I deadpanned as I had just come to the justified conclusion of... Bitches be crazy. Wait wait wait did Amy say she knew me, I don't even know me, IM A NOBODY!

"Um how do you know me exactly" I slowly advanced towards them questionably.

"We go to school together and" Georgia looked at Wmy and they both simultaneously smiled at each other with an evil grin that made my skin churn, they needed to stop doing that "well your actually more known that what you think Nicholas"

What?

"We'll me and Amy better go, see ya tomorrow Nickzy boy"

They both disappeared into the dark alleyway on the right with green and red drawings and vandalism on the side. I was currently at gift street, it was a shortcut to my house, it was known for its dark troubled alleyways. As joyful and exciting this ally way was, it made me feel very uncomfortable as if, someone was always watching.

*******The next day*******

Shit

"MOM IM LEAVING NOW LOVE YOU LOADS" I shouted before quickly slipping on my shoes and running for school. It takes 16 minutes to walk to school and I have 7 minutes to get there.

Challenge accepted

Well I arrived.... 17 minutes late. Turns out when you run as fast as you can you have to stop for a while to um catch your breath because for some strange reason you need that to survive. I ran into class and slammed open the door panting and wheezing like a mad man.
"IM HERE"
I walked in and threw my stuff on my desk, I got a late slip and an infringement for taking of my tie and ripping one of my buttons off. If I was going to do the classic "run to school I'm late" you have to go the full blow.

First two periods were English, we were currently studying Shakespeare as we were in grade 12, which seemed no different to grade 10.

"YO NICKZY" walking to my locker I froze, that strong Australian accent and bogan like terms and the nickname, I shivered thinking about it, I could bet my left hand it was Amy. If I did though and it wasn't well Georgia would definitely take my hand in a heart beat, probably sell it on the black market for cats.

As I was thinking of removing my left hand for money I felt two hands dragging down on each shoulder.

"Hey Georgia, Amy" I winced through the pain of nails digging into my shoulder blades slowly sinking to the ground.

"Oi Nickzy"

"Come sit with us"

This part is dedicated to my best friend WritingByMidnight she is an amazing writer so go check out her book "dear Amelia"