I had this all planned out, then I forgot what I was going to do.
Well someone put three comments on different videos, then begged me to make a new chapter, so here it is! Next time I want the comments on the same chapter. 1 subscriber and 3 comments!
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ROBINS POV
We sit down in the theater, popcorn in hand, just as the movie is starting. We settle down, loudly, with:
"I want that seat!"
"I cant see over this guys head!"
"Traci!"
"What! Oh sorry..."
I see someone out of the corner of my eye enter the theater, but I pay them no mind, because we are still fighting over seats.
About five minutes into the story, we finally are settled, a few rows behind the guy with the big head.
The movie is great. We laugh at all the right times, and at all of the wrong times. About halfway through the movie I notice someones head out of the corner of my eye. Is that? No, it can't be. And who is that next to him? I can't believe they are here!
The rest of the movie I cant think of much other then them. I get the point of the movie, but I just don't get it. Does that make any sense? No, not even to me.
I nudge Grace and Traci and point to them. They look at me, and when the movie ends, we bolt out of there.
We don't make it, as we are opening the door, I hear someone call my name, "Robin!" I turn around and face Cam and Jake.
"Hi," I say.
They always do this. We always seem to run into them, everywhere. And they always act like they are our best friends, then we usually end up with popcorn down out bras, or handcuffed to a toilet.
"Oh my goodness, I have not seen you in forever!" She says.
"You saw us at school today," Traci says.
"I know, I can't believe we ran into you!" She says.
"Sure, stalk much?" I say.
"No silly, you're so funny!" Cam says, "Here, let Jake buy us some popcorn,"
Jake does not look happy about buying everyone popcorn, but that is Cam for you, offering her boyfriends money.
"Cam, it's after the movie, you don't get popcorn after the movie." Traci says, stopping Cam from walking inside.
"Oh right, bye then," she says, and turns and after walking a few steps, her purse slips out of her hands and falls onto the ground, it lays open, and coins roll out. "Oh crap, my money," she says, bending down to pick it up. Jake does the same; Cam looks up as if to ask if I am going to help. I glance over at Grace and Traci, who are already helping. My good nature gives in, and I bend down to pick some pennies off the sidewalk. How can one person have so many coins in their purse?
I don't even realize that Jake and Cam have moved over to pick up coins a dozen feet away. I don't notice the car a few yards away, starting its engine, and coming towards us. I do notice the splash the car makes from a puddle, that sweeps over Grace, Traci and my head and drenches us head to toe. And I do notice that Jake and Cam are perfectly dry.
"Oh my god. I am so sorry!" She says.
I look at her, hand her the coins I picked up, and walk to Traci's car. Traci grabs some towels from the back (for random visits to the beach, we each have a swimsuit back there too.) for us to sit on. She try's to get the car to move, but it just won't budge.
"What the?" Grace says.
We all jump out and as I am walking to the front of the car, I realize what is wrong.
"Hey Traci, someone uncapped your tank, and drained it all." I say, looking at the puddle of gasoline at my feet.
"Those!..."
"Don't say it Traci!" Grace warns.
"Well I guess we are walking to the gas station to get some gas." I say.
We start to walk, and are barely out of the parking lot when a black car slows down next to us, and a window is rolled down.
"Hey, do you girls need a ride?" someone asks.
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Well I think it turned out OK did you?
saliat25
Wait what? Nick isn't alive.
JonasHouse09 2 years ago
Thanks so much!
JonasHouse09 2 years ago