"Dougie
get your butt out of my face.!"
"Liz get your face away from
my butt!"
"Tom. Right hand green."
"C'mon! Do you
actually think I can stretch that far?"
Yup. We were in an intense game of ultimate twister. All of us were playing except for Jazzie who had volunteered to be spinner. Can you picture eight people on that small ass square. Okay, I know it's not small but when that many people were playing, it seemed tiny. Danny was in danger of falling over because he had both hands and feet on red. I, somehow, managed to get over him and dad one foot on blue, one on yellow and both hands on red. Harry was stretching over both of us with both feet on blue and both hands on yellow. I couldn't look up for the rest of them because if I did all I saw was Dougie's butt.
"Tom. You can do it." Giovanna said, trying to give him a boost of confidence. I think Tom attempted it because the next thing I heard was bodies crashing to the ground.
"Tom and Olivia are out!" Jazzie laughed "You big baby. Poor Tom left. Probably gone to his room to sulk. Ha ha!"
"Jaz. Hurry up and spin for me! I can't fight the urge to look up any longer!" I snapped, keeping my head down and my eyes focused on one of the red circles.
"Oooh. Dougie, she wants to look at your bum." Danny mocked.
"I DO NOT" seriously I don't…why are you looking at me like that. I don't.
.
"Yes you do." Harry agreed. "You said you were fighting the urge to look up and when you look up you see-"
"My bum! C'mon Liz. Admit it. You think I have a sexy ass. AHHHH!" I head butted him in the bum.
"Dougie! You. Are. Out!"
"What! That was a foul!" I looked up and saw Dougie trying to reposition himself on the board.
"Sorry bro. You're out." I just laughed. "What is it with boys and sulking whenever they lose?" I watched Dougie stomping off to the kitchen. Sore loser. "Anyway, Liz. Right hand on blue."
"Jazzy," My voice was slightly
strained as I stretched my arm over to the blue circle. "It's a
good thing I'm flexible."
"I'm going to get my camera!
You guys look ridiculous." Olivia ran out of the room.
"Harry. Left foot red."
"There's no more space on red!" Harry cried from somewhere above me.
"Fine. Left hand green."
"You're kidding, right? Who do you think I am? Mr. Fantastic?"
"Who?" I rolled my eyes. Danny is so clueless.
"You know. The stretchy dude from fantastic four- Dougie! NO!"