This story is based off of actual conversations my friends and I have in our group chat.
It all started with a simple crush. Maybe this all would have been avoided if said crush wasn't sitting at the same table as me and all the friends I wanted to...
I wasn't even planing on posting a chapter tonight, but something happened. We fucked up, and here's the story of what happened (I swear to God, anyone from my school who's reading this (you know who you are) you are sworn to secrecy about this. You will be questioned about these events at school on Monday, and you are to deny any knowledge of these events.)
Also, I'll follow whoever is first to guess who is who in the chapter picture.
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Cholesterol: Guys, y'all should come over and watch Friday the Thirteenth part 6 tonight.
Drunk Snake: yesss
Sunshine: yay!
Light of my Life: I'm free.
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I waited anxiously for my friends to arrive; they were thirty minutes late, like usual.
"Chole!" Savana yelled as soon as I opened the door for her.
"I feel like I'm getting bullied," I told her as I let her in the house.
She completely ignored me, like usual, and decided she'd pet my dog for twenty minutes while I stood to the side awkwardly. It took Anneliese an hour after that to arrive, and Avery arrived soon after.
"We need snacks!" Savana declared as we stood in the hallway of my house, "We should go to Walmart!"
"Sav," I explained patiently, "it's almost dark, and we aren't aloud to walk to Walmart in the dark."
"Why not!" Avery cried dramatically.
"Avery, your mother explained this to you!" I scolded, "We are at the prime age to get trafficked!"
"Honestly, that conversation with my mother left me shook," Avery said.
"Taylor!" I yelled, "Will you take us to Walmart?"
"What's in it for me?" My brother demanded.
"You can watch Savana ring Mr. T's doorbell wearing her shark head," I bargained.
"Wait, what?" Savana asked.
"Deal," Taylor told me.
"You can't back out now, Sav!" Avery yelled.
"Are we seriously going to do this?" Anneliese asked.
"Of course!" Savana cried.
So, the five of us piled into my mom's car and drove a minute down the street; Taylor parked on the opposite side of the street, and we sat in silence for a moment. Savana got out of the car, and left the door open as she walked up to our teacher's door.
"Savana!" I hissed, "Get back here and close the door!"
At that point, Savana was walking up the walkway, and we were in danger of being seen.
"Taylor!" Avery shrieked, "Close the door!"
My brother fumbled for the door, but his arms weren't long enough to reach it. During the mist of our panic, Savana rang the doorbell. We were all shrieking for Taylor to close the door, and, right as Mr. T was opening his door, Taylor got the car door shut.
"Everyone duck!" Anneliese whispered as Savana sprinted back to the car.
She tore the shark head of and jumped into the car.
"Taylor, drive!" I yelled as Taylor didn't drive away.
After what seemed like years, Taylor drove away. I looked back through the window, and saw Mr. T's expression; he looked halfway between confused and concerned, and I was terrified that he knew it was me.
It wasn't until later that we realized our mistake.
"Savana," I asked her slowly as she got back from the bathroom, "did you take the shark head off before you got in the car?"
