I never really noticed how huge Trent’s garage actually was and just how many things one could run into, well now I got to truly appreciate it grandeur or rather getting hit by a car after or some random box after every ten seconds.
“Ughh how are these things just popping out of nowhere?!” I bellowed as I raced after the stooges who I might add where a good length away from me now.
“Get back here you two and stop running so fast!” I huffed, and in the process knocked over a lamp.
Whah??
How the fish did that get there?
Carefully I stepped over the broken pieces and continued my chase. Both Kyle and Jason were on the other end of the garage by now and were smirking at my obvious lack of balance.
“Yeah laugh all you want, but when I get my hands on you two I’m gonna make the potters proud by avenging their honour” I muttered darkly as I finally steeped over the pieces and made a run for it. This was my perfect opportunity to get them back because both of them were too busy laughing and patting each other on the back on their success in getting away from me. But that’s what they thought.
The side of the garage they stood on also happened to be the entrance and if someone worked here as long as I had they would certainly find the little shortcut Trent had made to get away from the work quickly. Well that’s what he told everyone but in reality, he just liked to sneak up on people and scare them out of their minds. Its a little game he called gotcha! Yeah that was Trent for you an old man but a kid at heart.
So I raced towards one of the so ‘Secret Passages’ and quickly made my way towards the front. I was in luck. FINALLY!! The heavens were looking down and me, both the stooges were standing right in front, with their backs to me.
Oh this was going to be so much fun, sweet sweet revenge. I tried my best to slide the screen as subtly as I could. It slid as smooth as butter and I quickly steeped out of it and I was about to excerpt my vengeance. Keeping my steps as silent as possible I tip-toed towards then, both of their shoulders were shaking. Those buffoons were laughing at me, ‘yeah well they certainly won’t get the last laugh’ I thought as I reached for both of their heads and knocked them both together which made a nice thump sound.
Yeah that was the sound of two empty brains knocking against each other,
Sweet! I thought as I jumped both on both of them causing them to go tumbling on the ground and so my hitting began.
“You!”
Whack
“Do!”
Whack
“Not!”
Whack
“Insult!”
Whack
“Harry Potter!”
Whack
“And get away with it!” With that I began hitting them on the chest like crazy, well I probably proved their theory of me loosing it but what the hay I didn’t have anyone to impress.
“Okay Mia stop, we’re so sorry” Kyle said frantically, while trying to get a hold on me but alas poor lass couldn’t hold me down for even a second.
“Yeah we’re so sorry” Jason butted in,
“I think you’re missing someone else” I stated as a matter of fact as I tried to get up from the boys. Yeah that didn’t go so well, we went from me sitting on top of their legs, to a mass of tangled limbs. Somehow Kyle’s head was on my stomach, Jason’s head was being squished by Kyle’s enormous feet, one of Jason’s leg was beside my face and the other poking my back. Basically it was a huge peanut butter sandwich and be being the peanut butter.
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What's left of life
Teen FictionFor some living life to the fullest is their goal but not for Mia, An eighteen year old who lost her parents and was left to look after her brother. She is alone in trying to make a life worth living for her brother, but what's of life itself when...