MCPRICELEY - Ding Dong!

Chapter 3: Life is Rough All Over

Ding dong

I swear, it's them. They were supposed to forget about this. Who is that new dude with them?
"Kevin, it's us! We brought a friend!" That Poptart obsessed guy jumped up and down, excited to tell me the news, I believe.
"Oh, goodie.." I tried to seem enthusiastic, swinging my arm in front of myself, a forced grin evident. "Where's your bike at, sir?" The new one asked me, grabbing my hand, forcing me out there with him.
These guys were too much. Seriously. "Oh, yes, it's to the side of the house!" I gestured for them to follow me to the side of my house. There lied my Mickey Mouse bike. "No, way.." The newer one commented, cleaning his glasses.
    "Oh, my gosh!" Elder Thomas squeaked with a huge grin. "That thing is so adorable!" The redhead got up in my face, patting my shoulder.
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I walk out onto the street to see the Mormon Missionary bikes, but these ones seemed to be more personalized. One of the bikes had pink streamers, the other had a box of pop tarts in a basket, and the other had blue stripes on it.
    "This one's mine!" Elder McKinley giggled, pointing to the one with streamers. I could only laugh in response. I wasn't trying to be rude, but this is too hilarious.
    The other two elders hopped on their bikes.
"Your bike is so cool!" McKinley commented, not even looking at the road. I wasn't worried, though. He does it daily.
    "I am so sorry we didn't introduce Elder Church! He's the greatest Elder ever!" Poptart man sang the last part. "Um, why?" Is all Church responded with, fixing his glasses.
     "What's it like being a Mormon Missionary?" I tried to start an actual conversation with these three. "It's so much fun!" Thomas shouted, his grin seemingly pure.  "Actually, it's a lot of hard work. Do you know how many rules there are?" Elder McKinley peddled a bit slower. Everyone else seemed to flow down with him. Finally, I stopped, causing a chain reaction for the others.
     "Here, take this book, and head to this door right here. You'll see how hard it is," The redhead handed me the book, causing a slight shiver from my hands. I shouldn't be nervous, but, oh, I am.
     Now shaking, I head to the door, ringing it's bell. "Hi, uh, ma'am? My name is-" I was interrupted before I could even finish my sentence. The door was slammed into my face. I looked back at the other boys, who were nodding with a frown.
     I ran back, hopping onto my bike. "See, it's not easy.." Elder Church commented, no smile visible. I could only look at the others, who looked like they had their own pasts.
    "I'm not feeling this bike ride anymore.." Thomas murmured, picking at his fingernails. Elder Church rubbed his back, only looking at his fingers. And then there was McKinley, who was staring at me, tears almost visible.
     "We should've never brought this up. I'm sorry for the terrible bike ride.." Elder McKinley, kicked his foot against the road a few times.
   I had to save them. I couldn't be the rude guy I always am. what am I? What am I going to do? Uh, uh!-"How about we to watch a movie at my house!" I suggested, my volume raised a little bit.
    "That would be amazing. Thank you, Kevin.." Elder McKinley thanked me, but I couldn't take it. "You don't have to thank me, McKinley. You guys need a break.." I shared, but he grabbed my wrist, pulling it up to my chest area. It was still in the middle, plenty of space available between us.
    "Call me Connor, please.. The adorable one is Chris, and the tall glass of water is James.." He announced to me, gesturing for me to grab my bike. We headed back to my house.