"Dancing with the demons"
School Dance
"where is it?" I whispered asking Lara, aka my partner in crime, "HOW THE CUMBUBBLE AM I SUPPOSE TO KNOW?!" she harshly whispered as a rolled on the ground glancing around "MY BACK IS HURTING, why can't we look around normally?"
"Dude, are you serious??" I looked at her stupidly and sigh, rolled my eyes and carried to say in a monotone "we are spies now, one small mistake and..." looked her straight in her eyes, as I watched her facial expression changed from cramped into worried" an-"she cleared her throat looking anxious "and what?" looking around curious as if something is gonna pop behind her about what's gonna happen.
I started moving steadily and slowly mentioning for her to come close so no one would hear.
"Do you really wanna know?" she looked intimidated at the first then nodded her head, so I stood on my tiptoes, cursed for being five foot three inches, against her five foot almost seven inches frame as I yell "MEOW!!!!" and pull down the fire alarm handle, which shuts down the whole school and fills it with water and Sodium Bicarbonate. Pretty dumb if you ask me.
Lara looked at me with and yelled over the noisy alarm "WE ARE JIZZCOCKED" while laughing at what i just did.
Three hours later
We've been stuck in this emergency room for the past three hours. I didn't think of this misery but my plan was good. Let me explain, we hate this school actually no we loathe this school, so my wif- oh yeah never mind this we got a divorce because SOMEONE aka SHE aka LARA aka TWATWAFFLE decided that it would be funny to drench with me with seven different colors of hair die in a WEEK, so I invited all the kids that I know of and let them into her room for a little fun that weekend. Spoiler alert, they trashed her room.
Anyway, as Lara and I decided to pull this fire drill on the dance night to ruin everyone's night, just because we got nothing fun going around this Saturday night.
As we danced around the last piece of luxury we got, I stared at Lara across each other, in this tiny room, peeking at the last piece of brownies. "OKAY, I GOT IT" I said as pulled up my fists.
she looked at me confused "what?-"
"shhhhhhhh" I smushed her with my crusty ass finger and whispered, "let's square up for it." She grasped the chemistry book found on the table next to her and threw it at me. I stared at her terrified for my life as the book hit my face "CUMDUMPSTER WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"
"...you said square up," she said as she proceeded to get as far away from me.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
I launched at her, jumping on her tickling her until she can't breathe. she tried fighting back but couldn't with all the laughing. If you see the place we were in, you'd probably think some lesbian work is done but no honey. lemme explain
I was on top of her with one hand holding her hands above her head, as her tank top was raised high up to her rips, while my cropped hoodie was exposing my white lace bra. so I wouldn't appreciate It if anyone entered the room-
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!"
ahhhh wankers...
Stared at Lara as she said "BUSTED"
