We were all sitting on the swings talking about grades when someone and his posse decided to join in on our conversation.
"Why hello there ladies, can I get all of your numbers?" said a boy which I think I've seen at school before.
"Not interested," said Imi not even sparing him a glance.
"Aw, come on. Give me a chance!" he said.
"No. Go away before I am forced to hurt you," Imi said this time staring straight at him.
"And how would a girl like you hurt me?" he said. Wrong move.
"This," said Imi as she stood up from the swing and walked over to him. She raised her fist and punched him right in the jaw. At this point, we had the whole park's attention.
"Ow! What the heck?! How do you have so much strength?!" the guy yelled. Imi just stared at him not saying a word.
"I suggest you leave us alone now," said Ara.
"No, with that glare," I said pointing at Imi, "I suggest you run." I cracked a smile as he slowly turned around and ran to the exit of the park, his posse following right behind.
As Imi turned back around, I could tell she was on the verge of laughing. "Go ahead, let it out, Imi," I said. Right when I finished my sentence, Imi started laughing hysterically. Then Ara started laughing making me laugh. At this point we were all rolling around on the ground holding our stomachs.
When we were all done laughing, we all stood up and high-fived each other and sat back down on the swings. I looked around and noticed everyone still staring at us.
"Alright show's over! Go back to what you all were doing before!" I said. Everyone stopped staring and I heard the familiar children's laughs. I smiled triumphantly. But then I remembered we needed to get back to school, our free period was pretty much over. My smile dropped, being replaced with a frown.
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"So you really don't want to go shopping?" asked Ara. I gave up answering her, so I just rolled my eyes. "I take that as a no," Ara said.
"Yes," I said walking out of the school front gates. Imi left a while ago. She was lucky she didn't have such a busy mom like Ara and I did, we had to take the bus.
"Yes?" asked Ara hopefully.
"No! Stop asking," I said annoyed. Just then the guy Imi punched came strolling out the front gates with a big, fat bruise on his jaw. I burst out laughing when I saw him.
"What?" asked Ara.
"Look!" I said pointing over to him. When Ara looked to where I was pointing, she started laughing too. The guy looked over to us once he heard Ara laughing. When he spotted us, all he gave us was a cold, hard glare. Our response was to just laugh harder.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer!" he yelled. Eventually we ran out of air, so we turned around and walked to the bus stop.
"Did you see his face?" asked Ara.
"Yes! It was priceless!" I said.
"We should've taken a picture," said Ara as the bus finally got here.
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ᴀ/ɴ - ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ! sᴏ ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ғᴏʀ 5 ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇs xᴅ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs, ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴇᴅ! ᴛʜᴀɴᴋs sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ғᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪs!
~ ʟᴏʟɪ <3
ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴅᴜᴅᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ: sᴏ... ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ? ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ?! ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴄᴇ ɪs ᴅᴏɪɴɢ?!
ᴍᴇ: ɴᴏ! ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ʙᴏʀɪɴɢ, ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!
ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴅᴜᴅᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ: ᴘssᴛ... ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɪɴɢ!
ᴍᴇ: ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ...? ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ? ᴘʟᴜs, ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ ɪ'ᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ɪғ ɪ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ! ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴍɪ ᴋɪᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sʜɪɴᴇ ɪғ ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ!
ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴅᴜᴅᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ: ᴏᴋᴀʏ, ᴏᴋᴀʏ ɪ ɢᴇᴛ ɪᴛ! ɪ'ʟʟ sʜᴜᴛ ᴜᴘ ɴᴏᴡ.
ᴍᴇ: ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ ɢᴏᴏᴅ.
ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴅᴜᴅᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ: *ᴍᴜᴍʙʟᴇs ɪɴᴄᴏʜᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ʜɪs ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇ*
ᴍᴇ: ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴀᴛ?!
ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴅᴜᴅᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ: *ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴛᴜʀɴs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴜɴs ᴀᴡᴀʏ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ, "ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴍᴇ!"*
ᴍᴇ: *ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀʀʏ ᴡᴀʟʟ ᴘᴏᴘ ᴜᴘ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴍᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴅᴜᴅᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ*
ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴅᴜᴅᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ: *ғᴀʟʟs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴜɴᴄᴏɴsᴄɪᴏᴜs*
ᴍᴇ: ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ. ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ. *sᴍɪʟᴇs ᴇᴠɪʟʟʏ*
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