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Laser Tag
The Gaming Complex was huge. It looked like a huge dome. Their parents have given them had enough money to play laser tag and get pizza. They were giddy with excitement when they paid the teen in the booth and got their hands stamped with a target you could only see under black lights and he let them in the waiting area. There was roughly thirty kids, including them, inside the waiting area. About eight minutes before the next laser tag session, another teen instructed them on how to use the equipment and the rules, then he split them into teams. The group managed to be split up. Daisy, Wendell, and Zach on Blue Team and Lance, Lauren, and Vincent on Red Team. The two teams separated and entered through their different entrances.
The Laser Maze had three Sections: Red, Purple, and Blue. The game was basically Capture the Flag. Red Team had Red Base, Blue Team had Blue Base and Purple was no man's land. It was a large maze with black lights and colorful lights that turned on and off at random intervals. Each base had five flags hidden for the others to take. They were in a different spot every 6 games to prevent kids from cheating if they had played previously. You could be hit ten times until your gun stopped shooting and you had to return to base to reboot. There was one hundred shots you could fire until you had to return to base to reboot. For fifty five minutes, kids patrolled their base to prevent intruders or went on the offensive to capture a flag.
They went all out. Blue Team was kicking butt. They had kids who had played before so those kids told the other Blue Team members about good places to hide and great sniping spots. Red Team members who had played before played valiantly but were defeated.
"This way," Lance whispered to Lauren and Vincent. They snuck down the maze, checking each turn for opponents. Then Lauren's vest lit up. They were being shot at and they heard the pounding footsteps of their opponents coming towards them.
"Go!" yelled Vincent. The group split up. Lance raced down one lane and turned right into Daisy.
"Gotcha!" she yelled and happily pulled the trigger until his vest continued to be lit; which meant all of his lives were wasted. He managed to get some shots but not enough.
"Come on. I'm going to college," Lance said.
"Don't hate the player, hate the game," she said cockily and chased after another Red Team member.
Lance was happy by the end of the night. He wasted all the lives of Wendell, Zach, and some other Blue Team girl. He also got some hits on Blue Team, not enough to make them restart but enough to aggravate them. The lights turned on and the guns stopped working. The winner, Blue Team, was announced and they were given a candy bar. Thankfully, Wendell, Zach, and even Daisy were down for splitting their candy bars with their friends on Red Team.
"Do we have enough for pizza?" Lance asked. He was starving.
"Do you have two-fifty?" Zach asked.
"No. Just two bucks," Lance said. Most of them wanted the pizza the place was serving. It looked gooey and delicious but none of them had enough money and their parents were expecting change back from their little escapade at the Gaming Complex. They tried to see if they had enough for a small pizza to split but there was not enough change to split equally. So they did the next best thing. They played some arcade games. Not much, just one or two games each since each game was either fifty cents or a dollar a turn.
Daisy's father picked them up and dropped them off. Lance thanked them all and went inside. "How was laser tag sport?" his father asked.
"Amazing. It was totally cool. There was this maze and I got Zach, Wendell, and some other girl out and the other team won the Capture the Flag game. They found four of our flags and we only found two of theirs but it doesn't matter because it was so cool. Thanks for letting me go," Lance said, giving his mother and father tight hugs.
"Glad you enjoyed it honey," his mother said. When Lance went to sleep that night he felt as if he had the best night of his life.