Impractical Romance | m.e.

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I placed my ear piece in my ear and made sure it's on.

My three best friends and I are going out in the park of our home town, Staten Island, to humiliate each other.

Yeah, I know it sounds bad. I mean, what four idiots would want to humiliate each other? Well I'm one of those idiots, so, nice to meet 'ya stranger. The name is Matthew Espinosa.

Me and my three best friends Nash Grier, Cameron Dallas, and Shawn Mendes normally do this every Saturday after our college classes. We put an ear piece into our ear and one of the four of us will go out and do what the rest of us tell them to do to random, helpless people that walk by. It can be anything from acting like a dinosaur while you chase someone around, saying anything that makes you look stupid, or sometimes even getting someone to floss your teeth. . . It gets pretty intense. Here's the tricky part though, if you refuse to do anything, you loose. And if you loose, well, lets just say you're going to get punished. You can't say no to a punishment. They're the worst let me tell you. I got punished once, but the last one was so bad I vowed I'd never talk about it again. I hate to relive it.

"You ready, Matt?" Nash called out for me.

"Yeah! Ill be right there." I grabbed my SnapBack, placed it on my head, and walked out the door of our two bedroom apartment.

I hopped into the passenger seat of Cameron's car and he pulled out and took off towards the park.

The excitement and thrill of what was to come in the next few hours made my heart pound.

I flipped through the radio stations until September by, Earth Wind and Fire, popped up. What can I say? I got a love for older music.

Cam shook his head and chuckled. "You're lucky this is a good song. You know how I am about you and that old timey music."

"Well that old timey music is real music, Cameron." I shook my head to the beat and looked back to see Shawn doing the same, but Nash just laughed at his phone.

"It is pretty good. I mean most of the songs you choose are bad, but this one is not that horrible, Matt."

"I don't have a problem with his music taste." Shawn said to Nash.

I threw my arms in the air. "Thank you!"

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"So who's going first today?" Shawn asked as we piled out of the car.

We all looked at each other in silence then all at once we screamed, "Not it!" It took about three times, but we finally had our loser.

"I always end up going first! It's really not fair." Nash said walking off to a park bench to get started.

Shawn, Cameron, and I walked off to the side. Far enough to where we could tell what's going on, but to where the person couldn't spot us.

After a few minutes of waiting, a middle aged man wearing a Red Sox baseball cap sat beside Nash.

"Okay, Nash, can you hear me?" I asked to make sure the ear piece was working.

Nash shook his head yes.

"Okay, so, go ahead and talk to this man beside you." Cam said into the little microphone so he can hear us through his ear piece.

I watched as Nash leaned over and started to make small talk with the stranger.

"I see you're a Red Sox fan." Nash said.

The three of us looked at each other with devilish grins on our face.