We Are The Kids Our Parents Warned Us About

We are the kids our parents warned us about (15)

"Fuck!" I curse as the top of the fence from it pitching my butt as a I land on the ground.

"Shut the hell up, Lexi!" Whispers Lucas. I give him a glare and the walkie-talkie beeps quietly. I take it out of my pocket and press the button.

"Speak." I whisper. Everyone huddles around me. We all have a walkie-talkie each but it will make too much noise right now.

"Okay, mister baldy cop it leaning against his car eating a donut. He's facing the field, Mark and Alex have programmed the lights to flicker for about three seconds. You have about three second to get under the bleachers and if they did it perfectly you'll have another three seconds after a minute. Once under the bleachers you know what to do, call back once you get behind the trash cans." His voice disappears and we all nod.

"No sudden noise." Jason warns. We stay against the black fences, camouflaged. Our school keeps some of the lights on for this night only. We stay silent until we hear an owls hoo. We watch the lights carefully, the bleachers are a yard away. They go as far out to the where the fence opens. From there there's no more lights but if it flickers again we have a 100% chance of not getting caught. If it doesn't, we have a 95% chance. The light dims just barely and we all bolt. The second we bolt the lights start flickering.

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We all make it under the bleachers with no noise. We all look through the cracks to see if the cop saw us. He looks up to the lights and looks back down at his donut. Score!!

"Okay, look out for branches. Stay quiet." I whisper. We all start tip toeing to the gate. Dylan and I make eye contact and send a wicked smile at each other. I love doing this. The rush that I get, my heart pumping, holding my breath, it just brings some sort of high. We get to the gate quickly. We want to take the advantage of the lights flickering again. Only twenty more seconds. We all walk a little faster and we get to the gate. Ten more seconds.

"Nine, eight, seven, six-" I stop so everyone knows. We all look for the slight dim of the lights. 3 2 1. "Shit." Dylan whispers. It wasn't perfect. I turn around and look at the whole group.

"Okay, listen. In the history of hell night no one has ever gotten caught. Today will not be the day we ruin it. We will spring on ur toes and dash behind the trash cans, got it?" I whisper.

"Yes." We all whisper.

"Okay, all we have to do if open the gate and bolt. Just remember, we look and we're dressed like ninjas, so let's be ninjas." I smile. Everyone smirks and I turn around.

"Let's do this." We all run out from under the bleachers. We get to the gate and I open the latch. The gate opens and we all dash toward the grass which is at an angle. We lay on it and look over at the cop. He takes a bit of his donut and grabs his phone and looks down at it.

"Now." I just about whisper. We get up off the grass and dead sprint behind the huge trash cans against the brick walls. We all crouch against the wall and take a deep breath.

"We did it." Someone says. I sigh in relief and press the button. I wait for the static sound and then speak.

"Here." I whisper.

"Good job captain. Okay now, there's no way of getting past the doors without making noise. The window on the corner of the brick wall is unlocked. We left the smallest crack, hit it and we're screwed. Get inside, call back if you close the window or I'll call back if you need to get out. Good luck captain." The static ends and I stuff the walkie-talkie in my back pocket.

"Okay, carefully and quietly walk around the corner. After that no one can see us." I whisper.

"No one say anything." Aiden says. We all get up and turn the corner quickly. Once we all get through we walk to the window. I carefully place my nails under the crack and push up the window. It's a forty by thirty. We all cheer quietly and I throw my bag inside. I slip inside and the fresh smell of books and chalk fills my lungs. We're in.