"God I wish I was somewhere else!" I groaned to my best friend Lucy, who
hiding behind her hair, looked up at me. "Well what do you want to do?" she
asked as she went back to her writing project. "I dunno! Something!
Anything! Just save me from this boredom" She chuckles, "Well we could go
for a walk?"
"Really?"
"Yeah I really can't be arsed to right this damn story anymore."
"Cool my little hobbity friend" I jump off the table and shrug on my jean
jacket and shoulder bag. "God this thing gets heavier everyday" Lucy laughs
as she finishes packing her bag while I am busy complaining of my stuff.
"Why do you complain so much?"
"I don't complain its constructive bitching!" I smiled as she giggled.
"There's a difference?"
"Yep!" I grab her hand and yank her towards the door "Anyways my bag is
heavy because of my clothes and shit for the fortnight"
We walked along hand in hand looking like the proverbial odd couple. One small and hobbit like with all the mysteries of the orient (and without the hairy feet). Whilst the other was tall, not as skinny as she would have liked (unlike her companion who was like a stick) with nothing mysterious about her except maybe the way she spoke (which was sometimes commented on as being unrecognisable). The wind whipped around us making Lucy's long black hair fly into her face causing her to curse, mumble and sputter as she tried to speak through a mouthful of hair. I laughed which caused my glasses to fog up something terrible due to the chill in the air. "Are we nearly there yet?" I groan shoving my other hand in to my pocket whilst swinging our joined hands back and forth. "Nearly," she muttered "and are you constructively bitching again?"
"No" I humph " this time it's complaining" She laughs and so do I as the rest of the walk goes on like the old days where we would walk around our school for no reason other than we were bored shitless. We walk along talking like gangster rappers for most of the walk until Lucy spotted a playground not far from where we were "THAR SHE BLOWS" I look at her a bit worried as I interpreted her words wrong "Huh? What the hell did you say?" "I said Thar she blows" "There who blows?" "Not who bitch where look!" She moves my head in the direction of the park "Ahhhh I see! Oh can we go on the roundabout?" I ask dragging her over. "Ok you big baby" she chuckles as I jump on the large spinning disc. Little did we know what would happen when we go on it. As I span I looked at Lucy and shouted "'TIS FRIGHTFUL BAD LUCK TO HAVE A HOBBIT ON BOARD!" "Tough move over bitch as it would be even worse luck if there wasn't" We both started to laugh and repeat movie lines to each other before breaking into a rousing song of "A Pirates Life" Unbeknownst to us the roundabout began to spin faster and faster as we sang louder and louder and began shouting lines from Pirates of the Caribbean at each other before Lucy squealed "I don't feel too good!" and with that said there was a blinding light and searing pain going through me and the sound of Lucy screaming before everything went black.
"OH MY! What was that?" said the old lady across the street with her husband and their dog. "What was what?" The old man complained. "That blinding light over by the roundabout in the playground!" Her husband humphed "Probably just some kids now let's get home Kilroy will be on soon" and with that said the old couple left.
We walked along hand in hand looking like the proverbial odd couple. One small and hobbit like with all the mysteries of the orient (and without the hairy feet). Whilst the other was tall, not as skinny as she would have liked (unlike her companion who was like a stick) with nothing mysterious about her except maybe the way she spoke (which was sometimes commented on as being unrecognisable). The wind whipped around us making Lucy's long black hair fly into her face causing her to curse, mumble and sputter as she tried to speak through a mouthful of hair. I laughed which caused my glasses to fog up something terrible due to the chill in the air. "Are we nearly there yet?" I groan shoving my other hand in to my pocket whilst swinging our joined hands back and forth. "Nearly," she muttered "and are you constructively bitching again?"
"No" I humph " this time it's complaining" She laughs and so do I as the rest of the walk goes on like the old days where we would walk around our school for no reason other than we were bored shitless. We walk along talking like gangster rappers for most of the walk until Lucy spotted a playground not far from where we were "THAR SHE BLOWS" I look at her a bit worried as I interpreted her words wrong "Huh? What the hell did you say?" "I said Thar she blows" "There who blows?" "Not who bitch where look!" She moves my head in the direction of the park "Ahhhh I see! Oh can we go on the roundabout?" I ask dragging her over. "Ok you big baby" she chuckles as I jump on the large spinning disc. Little did we know what would happen when we go on it. As I span I looked at Lucy and shouted "'TIS FRIGHTFUL BAD LUCK TO HAVE A HOBBIT ON BOARD!" "Tough move over bitch as it would be even worse luck if there wasn't" We both started to laugh and repeat movie lines to each other before breaking into a rousing song of "A Pirates Life" Unbeknownst to us the roundabout began to spin faster and faster as we sang louder and louder and began shouting lines from Pirates of the Caribbean at each other before Lucy squealed "I don't feel too good!" and with that said there was a blinding light and searing pain going through me and the sound of Lucy screaming before everything went black.
"OH MY! What was that?" said the old lady across the street with her husband and their dog. "What was what?" The old man complained. "That blinding light over by the roundabout in the playground!" Her husband humphed "Probably just some kids now let's get home Kilroy will be on soon" and with that said the old couple left.