Careful of Famous Friends

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Prompt: You've been given the opportunity to go on an adventure with two famous people (dead or alive). As the adventure unfolds, it becomes clear that those two famous people plan to kill you. Write a scene about that adventure, who the famous people are and what you do to escape death.

Story:


"I still can't believe this is happening" I crossed the tiny gap on the ground and waited for the two artists behind me.

"It's always a pleasure to meet a fan and go hiking with them" Selena Gomez is just all around a nice gal.

"Same" Can't say the same about Taylor Swift though, but I still love her music.

I can see them whispering with each other right now. It's been a few minutes since the hike started and all they ever do is whisper at each other whenever I'm not talking to them. I wonder what they're talking about.

"I'm sorry, what was that?"

"Oh don't mind Tay-tay, she's just being her, uhm, usual self" Selena wrapped her arm around Taylor's shoulder like they're best friends, which I definitely know they're not.

"Uh huh, yep, I'm weird like that" The fact that Taylor is saying this right now validates that she is weird.

It's funny that I won this joint contest between these two artists that hate each other, to go on a hiking in the mountains. It's even funnier to know that they would be hiking with me, because as far as I know, these two drama queens don't do the heavy lifting themselves.

I don't know what's changed.

"Oh, let's do a selfie at that ledge over there" Taylor pointed at this ledge, overlooking the forest and the river that separates the forest itself and the rocky part of the mountain.

It's quite breath taking to actually see the scenery, it's really beautiful, minus the hundred foot drop to the spiky rocks that is.

"Oh you know what, that is a great idea!" Selena nodded in excitement and started to grab her phone from her pocket.

I really am in no position to refuse a selfie with these two pop stars, so I nodded and started walking to the ledge.

As I looked over the drop, I watched the birds flying around. I can hear the river raging on, and the trees swinging at the mercy of the wind, and then I look over to the two popstars. They were whispering. It was quiet enough to actually hear them whisper at each other now.

"We should totally push him, like, right now"

"No Taylor, that'd be rude, we should at least take a selfie first, then we can say it was an accident"

Wait, what?

"I'm sorry what was that?" That was a weird conversation.

"Oh, nothing. Let's take that selfie" Selena was eager to take that selfie. So we did it.

"And that's how I got here" I see angels hovering over me here, together with Saint Peter, writing something on the big book he has on that Greek looking pedestal.

"See, I remember falling, but I can't remember them pushing me." I was scratching my head. The memory dying being unclear, still.

"You were pushed"

"Oh"

"By Taylor, right?"

"Nope, both of them"

I paused for a moment before I spoke. "Well that sucks"

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