Bullseye

Chapter 2

Wait what?

Did I really just tell him to kiss me?

Well I can't back down now...

LIGHTBULB!

Yes, I literally think lightbulb whenever I get a brilliant idea, it was a pure work of genius when Edison invented the light bulb so, logically, when I get a genius idea, I think of Edison's lightbulb.

"Are you serious right now?"

"Completely. Have you never watched movies? Whenever the knight in shining armour saves the princess, the princess gives him a kiss of gratitude."

"Are you calling me a princess?"

"In my opinion, you are more like the frog. I'm just trying to carry out tradition. A kiss is the only reward good enough." then I mumbled to myself, "A princess wouldn't hide from a group of 13 year old girls."

"Alright, alright." He said finally giving in, realizing we were getting no where and he was rapidly losing.

He then closed his eyes, leaning forward.

And that is precisely when I quickly grabbed the plunger next to me and held it up letting him kiss the (recently) used plunger, that's what happens when you're an arrogant jerk that ruins my day.

He quickly backed up as his eyes flew open and the first thing he noticed was the plunger, then his eyes flickered to my evil smirk.

"Please tell me that hasn't been used." he said surprisingly calm.

"Well what fun would that be?"

"Who does that to a person?!" Ahh there it is, the moment of panic.

"Well you got me trapped in this small space, ruined my afternoon plans, and then acted like a jerk. it was the least I could do." I said with an innocent grin. "If I'm going to be stuck in here with you, I might as well enjoy it a little."

"Oh please, like a rude girl like you would have plans for a Tuesday night."

"Got the club blowin' up... ON A TUESDAY!" I loudly cheered.

"So you were gunna go clubbing?" He asked skeptically.

"Do you ever listen to any music other than your own?" I said annoyed that he didn't understand my reference.

"I don't have time."

"I don't believe you. You're on a bus for half your life, I'm sure you can find time."

"Believe what you want. I'm tired and I might as well take a nap since I'm going to be in here for so long..." He stated before curling up in a corner like a loser.

When he began lightly snoring I decided to check if there was still a bimbo barricade of 13 year olds at the door.

I opened the door slightly just to quickly close it again I had immediately noticed hundreds of girls trying to push their way towards the door. Great. That answers my question...

LIGHTBULB!!

If it's Miles they want, it's Miles they'll get.

No,I'm not going to hurl his sleeping body into the crowd, I may not like his music, but I don't want the poor boy dead...

Instead, I'll give them parts of Miles. His clothing that is.

I then went over towards Miles' lifeless body (chill, he's just sleeping, I haven't murdered him... yet.) and I pulled off his right shoe and sock.

Ew. What do these girls see in him?

I then opened the door and chucked the shoe as far away from me as I could. As expected, the girls all flocked towards said shoe with a mix of screaming, biting, and punching.