Katrina:
"Yes!" I clapped my hands together, satisfied.
"We're here. Yay." Giselle and Jerome fake cheered. We were at one of the most legendary parties in the history of teenage dreams. In the forest, where hundreds of teenagers danced all night. Not literally.
"I guess I'll just sit down and continue reading my Dungeons and Dragons series 8." sighed Jerome.
"Fairies warriors don't exist." I teased.
"Christ! Look at that smoky body!" I gasped.
"They serve bacon here?!" Giselle suddenly snapped. I jerked my head over to a rock-star-looking teen, around our age.
"Elle, cover me. I'm making my move." I said as I adjusted my bra.
"I did not have to see that." Jerome said. He sat down on a wet patch of grass and whipped out a thick book. And when I say thick, I mean thick. I mean Harry Potter Volume 5 thick. I walked towards the rock star and hid behind a tree. Giselle just sighed and trailed behind me. After a few minutes of stalking him from tree to tree, I lost Giselle.
Giselle:
Katrina and her rock star hunting bore me to death, causing me to sway off into the lush trees. Since I couldn't find Katrina, I decided to just you know, take a look around the woods. Actually, just to buy time to get away from Wild Kat Boy Hunting Session. In the corner of my eye, I spotted an old lady. A perfect, accurate illustration of the grandma from Little Red Riding Hood. She had a woven basket filled with Rowan Berries, acorns and ivy leaves. As she saw me we stared at each other for a whole 2 minutes. Then guess what happened? She screamed. She screamed. She gave that sort of ear-piercing, deafening scream. She threw her basket on the ground, scattering Rowan Berries and twigs like tiny beads.
"I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY! WHAT DID I EVEN DO?" I screamed over her screaming. She started throwing acorns at me. One slid past my ear onto the ground.
"Screw you Kat. Screw you!" I said, throwing acorns and berries back at the woman.
"KAT!" I screamed for help, magically hoping she would appear. Haha! She did appear!
"I lost him. Argh, I could have- wait, what are we doing throwing acorns at granny?" she asked.
"I don't know! Just keep throwing them like their freaking angry birds!" I replied.
"DO YOU WANT HIM TO BREAK OUR BONES AND SUCK OUT THE MARROW?" she screamed.
"HOW THRILLING!" Katrina screamed back sarcastically.
"Kat let's go home. Just ditch the acorn-throwing lady alone!" I said.
After we reached my home, Jerome slumped onto my couch.
"I was just at the part where Yzmu was going to slay the man-eating viper!" he whined.
"Oh whatever you book nerd." Katrina shot back. She walked to the kitchen and returned with 3 cups of lemonade. She placed them on the naked coffee table.
"Hey." I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Oops, sorry." she lifted the cups and went to the kitchen again to get coasters. My mother was really strict about these sort of stuff. If we put anything which could scratch the China Coffee Table, a lecture. If we leaned our school bags against the mosaic wall, a lecture. If we place a CD or a book not in alphabetical order on the shelves, another lecture. But nothing compares to the lecture we received when Kat and I tried to open the rusty metal box with a bobby pin once. I was even grounded for 2 weeks.
"Elle, I think Jerome and I should get going. Bye." Katrina said. I waved them goodbye and walked out to the rooftop garden.
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A/N :)
Harro guys I hope you're enjoying this book I'm writing. I will probably only update once or twice a week. Don't forget to favorite and comment what you think about this book :) Thanks!
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