"Say hello to my little friend." Michael said in a terrible spanish accent as he aimed his water gun in our direction.
"Hey Michael, pal, my weirdly colored hair friend..." "Shut up Luke." he interrupted and pulled the trigger on his gun, letting the water drench Luke's white shirt.
"OI MATE NOT COOL!" Luke yelped before grabbing my hand and taking off past the pool area and into a grassy area behind it.
"Wait, what about Lundsey?" I asked as he continued pulling me through the grass.
"Oh don't worry about her, she'll wind up teaming up with Ashton and get a gun of her own." he replied before pulling me behind a bush with him about 40 feet away from the pool.
"You guys sure do take things seriously around here don't you?" "Guns are no laughing matter, water or not." he said, making his right dimple cave in like a crater.
I glanced down to his torso to see that his white shirt was completely soaked and I could see rIGHT through it and let me tell you, I was about to go get some tape because that's the only way my jaw could be stopped from hitting the ground. I had no idea why Luke didn't show his body more often.
I quickly looked up and prayed that he didn't notice me gawking at his body, thank God he didn't. He was too busy trying to plan our escape route i'm sure.
"Okay, here's the plan," yeah, I was right.
"We're going to climb in the side window on the left side of the house, and then we'll split up to try and find the guns." "Okay, what happens when one of us find one? Or one of us gets attacked?" I questioned.
"Just yell.... uh..... banana." he said and I rolled my eyes.
"You're an idiot." "Only for you." he cleverly answered back and I laughed before getting up and letting our plan go into action.
We both quietly tip-toed to the side of the house and slid up the window carefully.
Luke lifted me up first and I stepped into a bedroom with clothes sprawled out across the floor and it smelt of pure man.
"Who's room is this?" I asked followed by a gag as Luke climbed through the window and closed it behind him.
"Isn't it obvious?" he answered and I looked around the room once more, now noticing the pile of Chris Brown CDs and the NASA shirt on the bed.
"Figures." I said before making my way through the mess and to the door.
"Wish me luck, i'm going out." I announced and walked out into the hallway.
I looked from my left to my right and there was no one in sight. It was quiet.... too quiet.
I gulped as I crept through the house, looking room after room for any signs of the water guns.
I was about to give up when I entered an empty guest bedroom and spotted the water guns placed neatly on the bed.
"Bingo." I whispered and walked over to them.
"Not so fast." Ashton smirked as he popped out from behind the bed, nearly giving me a heart attack.
"Don't you dare, Irwin." I threatened, causing him to let out a giggle.
"THE PROPHECY MUST BE FULFILLED!" He yelled as he picked me up by my waist and I kicked and screamed "BANANA" over and over again.
"What are you a monkey?" Lyndsey sassed as she entered the room with her water gun in hand.
"You suck so much." "ily." she simply replied with a grin before I felt the ice cold water hit my face.
"COL D HOLY SHIT." I exclaimed as I wiggled in Ashton's arms, knowing there was no way I was getting out of those bone crushing biceps of his.
"ASHTENDSEY IS SO STRONG." Lyndsey yodeled once her gun was empty.
"What?" "Uh..." she replied nervously and I began to laugh.
All of a sudden, Luke appeared at the door way with a water gun in hand, spraying both our opponents.
"It's about time!" I yelled as I grabbed a water gun and raced into the bathroom to fill it.
I shivered as I felt the cold air from the vents come in contact with my skin.
Once the gun was finally filled, I rushed out of there to see everyone was gone once again, even Luke. Wow thanks guys.
I circled the house, checking almost every room and still, I found no one.
I sighed and walked into the kitchen, I needed a snick snack.
I rummaged through the cabinets for what seems like the 100th time today looking for something that would catch my eye and soothe my stomach.
After coming to the conclusion that the only thing in these cabinets was popcorn and those Lays chips, I decided to check in the fridge.
My smile appeared right on cue as I spotted a two left over mozzarella cheese sticks near the bottom.
I quickly snatched them and sat down, placing my gun on the counter in front of me.
"I love cheese." I said dreamily as I took my first bite.
"Oh do you now?" I heard a familiar voice reply and I choked on the cheese that was half way down my throat.
"Fuck you, Jeremy." I coughed and he almost fell backwards in laughter from watching me almost die, wow such friend.
"Where's your partner in crime?" I asked as took my real first bite out of the cheese.
"He's chasing down Michael and Molly, apparently they were hiding out front for so long that they even ordered a pizza waiting for someone to find them." he answered and I laughed, picturing them running away from Calum with 3 pieces of pizza each in hand.
"I'm hungryyyyy, can I have the other cheese stick?" he asked walking up to the counter.
"No way, these were the last ones and ha, they're mine." I responded as I finished off the first one.
"Give me the cheese stick and no one gets hurt." he said, taking my gun from the counter and aiming it directly at my face.
"tHAT'S NOT FAIR, BANANA!" "Banana?" he asked raising an eyebrow at me.
"Damn it Luke." I cursed under my breath after I realized that after a minute or so, he wasn't gonna show up.
"Hand it over lmao." he said and before I knew it, I was running past him and out of the kitchen, guarding that cheese stick with my life.
"sHANNON YOU SHIT!" he screamed and began to chase after me, spraying me with the cold water as we ran.
I mentally patted myself on the back as I jumped over couches and chairs and empty glasses swiftly. I guess when it comes to food, I can do anything.
I quickly ran into the first room I came across and shut it behind me.
I then locked it and slid down against the door trying to catch my breath.
"I WIN!" I yelled in victory, followed along with the famous victory screech from Spongebob as I shoved the cheese stick in my mouth.
After a minute or so of not hearing Jeremy pounding at the door or even hearing his voice, I got confused.
"Jeremy?" I called out, no reply.
I lyed down on my side to check if he was standing outside the door trying to be sneaky, but still nothing.
"Where did he go?" I asked myself as I stood up, unlocked the door, and walked back out into the open.
"Jeremy?" I asked again and I heard a groan come from a distance.
I jogged down the hallway and back near the living room only to see Jeremy on the floor, his face scrunched in pain.
"Oh m-" I began before looking down at him again, to see him holding his ankle which was bright red and looked...... broken.
