I ran inside my house, and bumped into my brother, James.
"Geez, what's the big rush?" he asked.
"I need to talk to you!" I hissed, "Right now!"
We go into the living room. James sits on the couch, but I stay standing up to pace.
"Can you help me with a problem?" I ask.
"Challenge accepted," he replied with a grin.
"OK, so you know our crazy neighbor? John?"
"Yeah? What about him? Is he being mean to you?" he asked, cracking his knuckles like he was trying to be scary.
"No. I... I've got a date with him," I said, blushing.
"Wow! You tramp! When is it?" James said, grinning even wider.
"Agh! No! I don't want to go on a date with him! And I don't know what to do!" I cry.
James looks at me, stupefied. "What? You don't want to go on a date with him? Why are you then?"
"Ahh, I don't know! I guess it was payback!"
"For what?"
I glare at him. "That's a need-to-know thing."
"Oh. Alright," he said, getting up, "If you don't want to tell me, don't bother talking to me at all."
"Wait! James!" I whine.
"Well then, are you ready to tell me now?" he asks slyly.
I roll my eyes. "Yes."
He smiles and waves his hands. "Good. Now continue."
"OK, so I ran from him, he chased me, I hid in a tree, he looked for me, I fell on him, he got really angry, I ran, he chased me, he caught me, wasn't mad, then made me go on a date with him to call it even. The end," I finished quickly.
"Woah," James muttered.
"What??? What is it???" I demanded.
"You're in big trouble. You have to go now," James said shaking his head.
"Aww!! Why???" I whine even more.
"Cause it's payback. Y'know, the Hammurabi system An eye for an eye? Right?"
"Fine. Whatever," I say, storming out of the room.
I didn't know what I was going to do with this situation. This was bad. I went to bed with my mind racing all over the place.
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The next day, I went out side to get the mail. Or I should say, I went undercover agent to get the mail. I peered out the window to look for John. Nothing. I opened the door quietly and listened. Nothing. I got down and army-crawled to the mailbox so he wouldn't see me. When I got to he mail box, I looked around for him. Still nothing. I grabbed the mail and started to army-crawl back.
"Oi! What'cha doin'down there?" a voice called out.
I cringe. I had checked like five times just to make sure I didn't run into this particular person. I jump off and brush the dirt off of me.
"Um, it's... military strategy. Er, my, um, grandfather taught me... Because... he was in the army," I lied horrendously.
John looks at me, not convinced. "Sure."
"What do you want, Lennon?" I sigh.
"Ooh! Sassy, are we? I just wanted to tell you to dress up and be ready by 6," he said with a smirk.
"You don't really believe I'm going with you?" I say, crossing my arms.
"Yes, you are. An eye for an eye, isn't that right?" he said, smirking bigger.
I gasp. "Were you eavesdropping on me???"
John laughs. "No, a little birdie told me!"
"JAMES!!!!!!!!" I scream at the top of my lungs, running inside, leaving John chuckling on the sidewalk.
As I run inside, James spies me. His eyes grow wide, and he runs up the stairs.
"Not so fast!!" I yell.
At the top of the stairs, I tackle him. I get him into a half nelson.
"Why'd you tell?" I demanded.
"I don't know!" he gasped.
I let go of him, afraid he was choking.
"Jeez, Sophie!" he said, then ran to his room.
Well that was an exciting morning. Later, I got dressed. I just wore a pink top and a skirt. And I was not going to put makeup on for John. Then at 5, the doorbell rang. I opened it, to find John not dressed any nicer than me. Good.
"Come 'ed then," he muttered.
He didn't even bother to tell me where we were going, much less a hello.
"Well aren't you the little gentleman," I said sarcastically.
John whipped around. "Y'know what? Go home! I'm sick of taking your crap!"
I falter. "What?"
"Yeah, you heard me. You don't always get your way."
"Fine!" I said, almost to tears.
I start to walk away, then release a sob. The tears start pouring down my face. Now i just realized that maybe- just maybe- I liked John.
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