I was mad as fudge when came back home. My living room was trashed. The table was broken and halfway across the room, my DVD's were thrown everywhere, the couch cushions were torn open and the stuffing was all over my floor. The kitchen was even worse, ketchup was all over the floor and countertops, and I'm guessing that that was milk I stepped in. "Well I guess it's time to get into 'Cleaning Mode'.", I said to myself out loud while tying my hair back. Before I began cleaning I grabbed the remote to our stereo system and turned it up full blast.
"Finally finished. Took me about 2 1/2 hours, but I'm finally I finished.", I was telling Hannah on the phone while throwing the last trash bag out into the dumpster. "REALLY? WHO DID IT?", Hannah asked super surprised. "The asshat.", was all I could say without exploding over the phone. "OMG NATALIE?!", Hannah asked even more surprised.
That's what I love about my friends. We have names for people,and they automatically know who we're talking about.
"Yep. I got her back though....", I replied with a grin plastered on my face. I could hear her sighing into the background and then her saying, "OH LORD PLEASE HELP THIS CHILD FOR SHE HAS SINNED." After the last statement I began laughing and told her, "I didn't damage her.........very much. Just her property. Also, her food." She gasped and yelled, "OH MY GOD YOU WENT FOR THE FOOD. WHAT HAPPENED? TELL ME EVERYTHING!" Everyone knows that I never go for the food unless I am really ticked off.
So, I told her the story while she kept interrupting every time something good or bad happened. Finally, after I was able to finish the story she went on this long rant over how much of a pain Natalie is. "I know exactly how you feel, but I honestly think Natalie is really cool if she wasn't, you know, all bitchified.", I told Hannah with a laugh when I saw a squirrel fall from a tree outside. While I was watching the squirrel I thought I saw a shadow run across my lawn.
"I'M JUST HALLUCINATING.", I told myself, but I felt like I have been in this same exact position before. I brushed the thought from my mind. I forgot that Hannah was on the phone, but I heard her ranting. "HANNAH. Shut your face for a minute, and let me tell you something.", I told Her because I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. "Sure. My throat was starting to hurt anyway.", She replied in a croaky voice proving that she had talked to long.
"I think I'm being watched.....I get the feeling that somebody is watching me everywhere I go. Also, I think I just saw a shadow run across my lawn. Can you come over?", I asked in a scared tone letting her know that I was truly terrified. I heard her call to her parents asking if she could stay over at my house for the night and then she replied, "Yeah my folks say it's alright. Amy I know you don't get scared very easily, so I just want to know. Are you joking? Or are you serious?"
I didn't hesitate with my answer, "NO I'M NOT JOKING! I'm dead serious Penguin! Are you coming over or not?!" She replied with a quick "yes" and she said she'd be there in 5 minutes. After she hung up, the first thing I did was check all the doors and windows to make sure that they were locked.
