Grace's Gap Year In Australia

Grace's Gap Year In Australia- Part Twenty Four

Beau turned on the ignition and made sure everyone was wearing their seatbelts.

“Safety first,” he said in a scarily accurate granny voice.

Once we were strapped in, he sped off toward the town and began blasting Maroon 5’s ‘Misery.’

You know how in most stories you read the girls can sing really well? Yeah… I’m not one of those girls. So, instead, I danced along to the song and mimed the words happily whilst Jay sang along from the backseat.

Fifteen minutes later- after many songs were screeched along to by no other than Jay- we parked up in a small car park and jumped out of the car. I rubbed my hands together evilly and then shook out my body.

“You pumped, Gracie?” Jay asked amusedly from beside me.

“Hells yeah,” I replied.

Beau led the way to the busiest part of town with me at his side and the twins flanking. We must have looked like a ridiculous gang or something.

“What are the teams then?” Luke asked.

“I want to go with Luke,” I announced, grabbing him by the elbow.

The other brothers frowned but then shrugged and accepted it.

“The first team to be caught three times loses,” Beau told us, sidling up to Jay.

“Let’s do this, bitches!” I shouted, making several people swear. I could have sworn that I heard an old lady say something like ‘So un-lady like.’ I scowled at her and then returned to the boys cheerily, ready to thrash the boys.

Jay whipped out his phone and hit record, beckoning for Luke and me to begin our dancing whilst he did so.

We obliged and ran over to stand behind someone who was leaning over a rail, watching people on the lower ground of the mall. Once Jay pointed to us, we broke out in random dancing behind the stranger.

I did my impression of the robot- okay, quite a fluid robot, but still- whilst Luke wiggled his arms like they were made of spaghetti. After a minute of this, the person still hadn’t realised, so I began pushing my butt back so it stopped just inches away from the dance dare victim. Just my luck that that was the time they chose to turn around- when my back was turned. As a result, I ended up literally bumming their hip before realising that they had moved and turned round.

Jay was practically wetting himself whilst my cheeks exploded with laughter and I ran away, arms flailing comically.

“Strike one for team Guke!” Beau scoffed out through his hysterics.

“Guke?” I asked, my face still contorting with humour.

“Yes, Guke. That is the name that I have bestowed upon your team,” Beau said in a mock-English accent. We all stopped laughing and looked at him curiously in unison. He cowered slightly under our stares, and then pushed us when he became uncomfortable. The twins and I grinned at each other in accomplishment.

“Okay, your turn sluts!” I said, slapping Jay and Beau on the back.

They immediately jogged over to a group of teenage girls and broke out in the Egyptian walk. I pulled out my iPhone and hit record.

As they edged closed to the girls, they began to air-thrust their hips toward each other. Basically, they were air humping. I couldn’t help but burst out in laughter when one of the girls turned around and shrieked. This then caused another girl from the huddle to pivot on her heel. She towered over Beau by at least four inches. I could see- even from a distance- Beau’s throat move as he gulped.