ENTRY 6
BITE YOUR TUSHY
I watch Emmett set up fireworks at the parking lot across from our apartment complex.
He sets up his favorite firework, "Bite your Tushy".
"I don't think that's how fireworks are meant to be set up, Emmett."
He looks over his shoulder back at me with a shit-eating grin, "Dude. Trust me, it'll work!"
"Pretty sure those are the last words I'll hear before my body gets blown to pieces all over the parking lot."
"You worry too much Eddie. Okay, they're ready."
"You're sure they're set up far enough away from the apartment buildings?"
"Yes. Geez, I'm not an idiot. Okay if I start running you run. Got it?"
"Wait. What?"
He sets off running and I run behind him as I hear the first set of fireworks go off. We turn just in time to watch in horror as one of the fireworks heads towards the second floor apartment balcony followed by screams.
"Shit, shit, shit!"
We start running towards the building and see them. A tall blonde and a shorter brunette both looking pissed as hell.
"Are you out of your pea-brained minds!" yells the blonde.
"I am going to kick both your asses!" screams the brunette as she starts to climb over the balcony ledge.
"Umm, I think we need to get our stuff and head back home Emmett." I look over and Emmett has taken off running.
"Bella stop!"
"Hell no Rose! They nearly set my hair on fire, their asses are mine!"
I reach Emmett and we start to gather the rest of the fireworks.
We see the brunette storm towards us as we fumble to gather what's left of our stuff. We get up and head across the parking lot to our building. Emmett is a good 3 feet ahead of me when I get yanked back by the collar on my shirt and land on my ass.
"You!" She stands over me with her hands on her hips. Her face is flushed and beautiful. "Hello? What the hell were you two morons thinking? You could have killed my roommate and me."
I can't help but smile as I look up staring at her big brown eyes heated with rage and pieces of feathers stuck to her hair.
"Are you kidding me right now? What are you smiling at?" Her brows furrow as she leans down at me.
"You have feathers in your hair."
"Yeah, I know. You two idiots exploded a couple of our patio seat cushions with your stupid fireworks!"
I cautiously stand up. She pulls back and stares at me as I slowly lift my hand to her hair, plucking the feathers out.
"I'm sorry. I should've kept my brother from setting off those fireworks." I accidentally graze her neck with my fingers and I feel her shiver.
She swats my hand and walks away yelling back, "You're an ass."
I look up to see the blonde grinning as she flicks me off.
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