"Panda Express!"
"McDonald's!"
"Panda Express!"
"McDonald's"
"Panda Express!" Sam exclaimed.
"We are getting McDonalds!" I said sternly.
We've been arguing on where to eat for what seemed like hours in the middle of the food court.
"Who votes for Panda Express?" Sam asked our friends, who were watching us argue.
Only Ricky raised his hand.
"And McDonalds?" I asked.
Everyone else raised there hand.
I smirked at Sam as he glared at everyone else.
"Whatever." He pouted.
"Aww Sammie don't be sad!" I talked in a baby voice and squished his cheeks together, making a fishy face. He continued to glare at me with his arms crossed over his chest.
"To McDonald's!" Trevor let out a battle cry as we all started running over to the fast food place. Before I ran after them, I felt something slap me.
"Sam! Keep your hands off my butt!" I turned and gave him a dirty look, but he took off running. I ran after him, trying to catch up. He looked back, which resulted in him almost tripping.
I was gaining up to him, and when he was arms length away, I jumped on his back. He stumbled a little but quickly regained his balance and held onto the bottom of my thighs to keep me from falling.
I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck loosely. As we reached McDonalds, Sam put me down and went to order his food. I walked over to where everyone was sitting and sat down next to Connor.
"My babe is here!" He shouted and wrapped his arms around me. I laughed and hugged him back.
"I missed you so much baby!" I exclaimed.
Sam sat down in front of me and placed trays of food on the table. Everyone quickly grabbed their food and began eating.
I watched as Jc and Ricky were pretending their fries are swords. Trevor had his camera in the air and was vlogging. Before I could comprehend what was happening, Trevor turned the camera towards me and said, "Riley say hi to everyone!"
I made a kissy face and made a peace sign. Trevor laughed and turned his camera back to his own face.
It was quiet, except for the sound of chewing. I finished my fries and burger, but I was still hungry. I looked at Sam's tray and he had a full box of chicken nuggets. I suddenly had an idea.
"Oh my god, is that Selena Gomez?!"I faked excitement and pointed over to the other side of the restaurant. Several people raced over there, including Sam. Connor, Jc, Kian, Trevor and Ricky already knew my plan so they were snickering to themselves.
I grabbed his box of food, along with some fries the kid at the table next to me was eating. What? It's not like he's gonna notice anyways.
"Riley! Put that kids food back!" Connor scolded me.
"B-b-but Concon! I'm hungry!" I talked in a baby voice an stuck out my lower lip.
"Then I'll go buy you some food. Just put the kids fries back."
I nodded and watched him walk away before i smirked and turned to Trevor's camera and said:
"And that is how to get free food."
* * * * *
"See you later guys!" I waved at them as they walked up the steps to Kian's house and I walked to mine. It was dark outside, I didn't even realize we were at the mall for that long.
I pushed the front door open and closed it, locking it. Both my parents were home, watching tv in the living room. I walked straight up the stairs, into my room. Walking to the back of my closet, I found exactly what I was looking for. I pulled out my black ripped skinny jeans, my 'i prefer the drummer' tank top, my black leather jacket and my black doc martens.
I quickly changed into my outfit, grabbing my Jansport back pack as I looked in the mirror.
For the finishing touch, i added some red lipstick. I smirked at my reflection and walked over to the window. I skillfully stepped out onto the window seal. After I landed on the grass, I quietly walked out onto the side walk, checking my waistband for my knife.
I ducked into an alley and stopped at a mcdonalds.
Perfect.
I pulled my backpack off my shoulder and took out the spray paint. I began spraying the wall.
About 30 minutes had passed, and I was finished. I took a step back and grinned widely. In huge, completely visible graffiti writting, it said "SKATE OF MIND." In neon green writing, with neon pink outline.
This was a hobby of mine. Back in New York, there is tons of places where I painted the walls. It's amazing.
"Damn, that looks pretty sick."
I jumped, pulling my knife out and flicking it open. I looked around cautiously for whoever said that.
The voice was deep and raspy, sexy too. It was too familiar.
Oh God.
