CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
The Filth Run and Man! My Chapters are Getting Pathetically Short
Once again, for like the thousandth time, we ask Juliet's mom if we can use her car.
(why not ask Loretta well 1.] she's by far the creepiest and weirdest character ive ever created, and i created a character to be a stalker in one of my scratched book ideas, and i dont want to have to deal with her unnatural personality.)
We drive through town to the location of the Filth Run, with Louis constantly asking for directions again. He should really get a map of Graystone. When we get out of the car about a hundread people are already waiting for the Filth Run to start. We make our way to the starting line and we start to get into position to take off running.
When the start gun is fired, we take off. I loose sight of Juliet, Zayn, and Liam in the mass of people as we run. Louis, Harry, Niall, and I manage to stay together through the chaos somehow. I run through large craters of mud, and over tall, slippery, and difficult mouds of mud on my way to the finish line. I keep running, no stop with Harry, Niall, and Louis keep pace with me, sometimes I'm ahead of them, and sometimes they're ahead of me, and sometimes we are basically in a line as we run. (okay, so the filth run description SUCKS. i know. but you try writing a detailed description of something like this when youre an advanced ameatur. i use advanced as i have good writing skills somewhat...kind of, but im in the eigth grade, so yeah.)
I see the finish line, after what seems to be like an hour of running, and pick up my pace a bit. Louis, Harry, and Niall do the same. Niall crosses it first (i supposed that i should let the irish finish in something first besides drunkeness. hahaha, offensive jokes!) Louis crosses second, I cross third, and Harry crosses fourth. (yeah you thought there would be some big thing with the groups splitting up, but no. its one in the morning as i write this. im tired, and i wanna sleep. im not going to make this complicated.)
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