Im A Werewolf

Tickle Fights and Popcorn

were the heck could he be? i asked myself holding a hand to my right temple. man that hurt. i decided to look in my room first. nope oh great were could he be? oh maybe he's in my hiding spot, if he is he'll get a woopin' fo show i thought to myself, laughing on the inside. i walked into my bathroom, opened the cabinet, then the trap door. haha that lucky guy, not there. i got up where the heck could he be?

"charlie" i whisper-yelled. "charlie" i said a little louder walking past my moms bedroom. "psst" i heard emited from my moms bedroom. i turned and walked in. "hellllooooo" i whispered as they do in those scary movies when the person walks into a haunted house. "psssttttt" he nearly yelled. "you know it's safe to come out, right? i told my mom i had a friend over" i said cheerily looking around the room. i laughed when he wriggled out from underneath the bed. "cool" he replied wiping his shirt as he stood up.

"really? the bed? any kindergartner would look there" i hummed, still laughing. "oh really now. then why didn't you look there?" he asked walking up to me and pointing at my chest as he spoke to me. his face was only inches from mine but i wasn't fazed. "because my reasoning for coming here wasn't for playing a game of hide and seek with an imature little boy like you" i said mirroring his movements. "uh hu" he said leaning forward even more. his nose was right at the ridge of mine. instead of leaning back i stood my ground, looking straight into his eyes with resistance gleaming brightly in them.

a silence past over us and i could perfectly here his quick breathing as he stared dareingly at me. after what seemed like a full minute of silence, i felt the quick jab of his hand on my collar bone "your it" he said laughing. i was completely confused, my eyes were wide in bewilderment "what the heck?" i asked anger evident in my words. "you said you wouldn't play hide and seek so instead we're gonna play tag" i was even more confused now. what the heck? first we were inches apart i thought we were gonna ki... no just... but know he was all the way across the room saying we were gonna play tag.

"no" i replied simply and turned to start walking out of the room. "if you dont play onen round im gonna... tickle you to death" he threatened i let out a loud... snort i guess you could say and turned on my hells "im not ticklish". "oh" he said his face falling into a 'should have seen that one coming' frown. after a minute his smile came back to his face "mind if i do a little test?" he asked walking towards me with his arms out in an 'im gonna tickew youuu' pose. ok so i was ticklish, yes i was deathly ticklish and i could easily die of laughter if someone tickled me for long enough.

my faces fell from my smart ass smirk in pure panic. i turned and ran to the door holding onto the frame as to not fall to the ground as i turned and ran to the kitchen, i could hear the heavy thud of his foot steps behind me. "mom he's gonna tickle me. HELP!" i yelled before i even reached the kitchen.  i turned to see that he was only about five feet behind me. "ahhhh!" i yelled as i skidded to a stop, hiding behind my mom. i looked over her shoulder to see that charlie had stopped at the entrance to the kitchen.

"hello" my mom said happily. "you must be lizzy's friend. i could fell the smile. "oh yeah my name's charlie" he said walking forward and holding out his hand for her to shake. setting down the plate with my sandwich on it, which she had been holding in her hand, she took his hand and shook it happily. "well it's very nice to meet you charlie" she beamed. "now if you'll excuse me..." she said looking over her shoulder at me mischeviously. why was she llooking at me like that? "...i have to go unpack, and i'll be back soon" she finished looking back to charlie.

my eyes widened as i realized what she was doing. i saw that charlie had caught on too cause he also had a mischevious grin on his face. i turned to run as mom moved out of the way but was to late. two muscley arms wrapped around my waist as i was pulled back. one unwrapped and started tickling my side. i let out a scream as his torture continued, my arms tried to unwrap his other arm but he was much to strong. "please stop!" i yelled to him barely able to choke it out. "ahhhh!!!!!" i scream like a girl, which yes i know i am one but still you know when you let out that embarassing high pitch girly scream, it was like that except like five times louder than a normal one. he didn't stop his tickling torture though, no he just continued on, laughing loudly the entire time.