His Crazy, Cheerleader Side-kick

Epic. Fail.

Our attempt to destroy was to take place at the restaurant they were visiting. We met in the back of the building, watching from around the corner for the couple to arrive. When they did, I felt acid reflux. Kyle looked so very handsome. The jealousy I felt threatened to overwhelm my senses as I cried out on the inside that it should be ME there with him. Not her.

Will's face revealed similar thoughts to mine and I felt a little better about it.

Once we made our way inside, hiding as best as we could by going to the women's restroom, we began to brainstorm of things to do to interrupt them. I was at a loss until I glanced up and noticed some fancy water sprinklers.

"Got a lighter?" I asked. He happened to not have one, which made me sigh. How could a goth not smoke? 

"They're bad for you." I shrugged and when the door began to open, I shoved him into a stall. Fortunately, the woman who had entered graciously offered me a matchbook, no questions asked. I waited until she washed her hands and left before locking the door behind her.

"Let's do this." I grinned as Will let me climb upon his shoulders.

I wobbled unsteadily for a few moments while lifting the match to the sprinkler.

"Steady!" I groused angrily, frustrated with his wimped-ness.

Finally the sprinkler began to gush water out of it's nozzle down upon us and I shrieked, realizing I was getting drenched! 

"Ahhh I'm getting soaked!" I cried out, dashing for the door after he put me down.

"Der. What do you think happens when the sprinkler goes off - it squirts out flowers?' Will's snide comment was nearly washed away and I ignored him, straining to push open the door. But it would not budge. Uh oh!

"I can't open the door!" I was in a panic now, pushing furiously at the exit. I had to get us out before we were busted! Will shoved me aside and began to push as well, straining as best as he could to try and release us from the waterworks as well as a place he knew he should never have gone.

"It's stuck." His words were said without energy as if he were giving up. I pushed him out of the way and tried with all of my might, but I simply could not move it.

"Duh." When Will shoved me out of the way again, I was about to bite his head off, but grimaced when he pulled on the door, opening it into the emptied restaurant beyond.

The Police and Fire departments were on their way, so we dashed out of the back, running as fast as we could until we had to catch our breath. Will was making some odd noises and I wondered if he were hyperventilating. I rolled my eyes when I realized he was just laughing. His laughter became infectious though, and before long I was wheezing in laughter as well.

"Y-y-you look like a drowned rat!" 

His words were meant to tease as he was laughing so hard he could barely breathe, but of course I took offense.

"Oh yeah well you look like a ... a... an idiot!" I felt lame for my retort, especially when he began to laugh harder. I shrugged and walked to my car to go home, uncertain if we had succeeded in foiling their date or failed in keeping ourselves from looking like fools. It was definitely a toss-up.

When I caught wind of another date to make up for the failed one, I became incensed. How could Natalie be so addicting that Kyle would need a 'makeup date'? Agh!

They were going to the Skateworld rink and so I planned with Will on how to destroy that date. No more sprinklers. I had ruled that OUT!