Right now I'm sitting at my Penthouse with Johnny. And let me say again, I'm bored out of my mind. Me and Johnny are sitting in the den, flipping through channels.
Me: No... no... no...
Johnny: This blows. Why are we here?
Me: Because Julius and Dex at helping sweetheart with something with The Carnales. And apparently I wasnt allowed to go!
I sat back on the couch, pissed. Johnny sat up.
Johnny: So why am I here?
Me: Julius doesn't trust me along for too long, so you have to watch me. Isn't this great, we can be bored together.
I hugged his arm and he shrugged me off.
Johnny: Well this blows I don't want to be stuck here when I could be somewhere fun. Like the shooting range.
I perked up.
Me: Why don't we go?
He looked at me, then laughed.
Johnny: You at a shooting range?
He laughed again. I stood up with my arms crossed.
Me: You'd be surprised. I'm a really good shooter.
I grabbed his keys and walked out the door.
Johnny: Hey, wait for me!
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When we got there it was different. I've never been in a shooting range before, so I felt awkward. I just followed Johnny. He got us set up at a booth. The guy came around and placed multiple different guns at our station. I put on my ear muffs and glasses. I looked over the guns and picked up the biggest one. Johnny was quick to take it away from me.
Johnny: This is way too big for you.
I snatched it back.
Me: I'm sure I can handle it.
He was about to argue when I shot the gun. I hit the target perfectly. I smiled and Johnny looked shocked.
Johnny: Whoa. That was awesome!
I laughed and grabbed the shot gun. I aimed and shot. And again I hit to perfectly.
Johnny: How do you hit it perfectly?
Me: I have great aim. I don't know how, but I do. :P
He laughed and tried shooting. He hit it. Not perfectly, but he hit it.
Johnny: Don't say shit!
I smiled.
Me: I wasnt gonna say anything. I mean just cause you can't shoot perfectly, doesn't mean anything.
He grabbed me and squeeze. I laughed.
Me: Stop. I'm sorry.
Johnny: Then stop talking shit about my shooting.
Me: Ok. But let me show you something. Hold up the gun like you usually would.
He did as I said and I stood next to him. I moved his elbows to a certain place.
Me: Stay like that an shoot.
He did and shot it perfectly. I clapped.
Me: Good. Keep practicing and you'll be as good as me.
He jokingly pushed me.
