She didn't mean to start it, but she did, and now she was highly regretting
it. She had ran down the street, hoping to join her two friends, when
they crossed through a parking lot with a row of cars, and passed by an
intimidating looking gang, smoking on the roof of their car. The two
passed on, to get to the park that stretched out before them, so they could
get away from the noise of the party taking place in the house not too far
away from there. Caitlin stopped as she watched her friends walk out ahead
of her to the swings of the peaceful park.
The gang of smokers was enough to turn Caitlin around in her tracks.
"So I'll be out of the loop again," she murmred to her self.
Unfortunately, upon turning around, she bumped heavily into a tall male
figure looking down at her.
"Ah, Caitlin," the figure said. "Where are you going? Aren't you
enjoying Justin's graduation party?"
"Oh, yeah," Caitlin said. "I. I was on my way to join Kristin and
Martha in the park just over there, but there was this gang of guys smoking
and."
She had no time to stop him. She hadn't seen it coming. The eyes of
the guy she thought she was friends with opened wide, and said in a booming
voice, "What?!"
"What's up, Andrew?" said a voice from behind. Caitlin groaned. Oh
no, she thought, what's Phil doing here?
"The girls!" was all that Andrew could say. "Follow me, Phil!"
The two ran from Caitlin towards her friends sitting quite peacefully
in the swings. "I hope I haven't started anything," she said to herself,
as she made her way back to the party a few feet away. Little did Caitlin
know, she had indeed started something. Something very big.
Kristin and Martha were friends. They were peaceful people who liked the nature of the park that sat a few feet beyond Justin's house, just down the street. They liked the quiet that beheld their ears as they swung on the old swing set that sat in the middle of the park. Ahead of them was a slide, and to their right another pair of swings. They were humming to themselves, noticing the white skies above them and the green grass beneath their feet, and most of all, the wonderfully spread woods of green surrounding the park. All in all, it was the perfect setting for getting away from the noise of relatives and many annoying little kids. Then, two dots appeared from the distance, growing closer. "Um," Kristin suddenly said, "What's that?" "Is that.?" "I sure hope that's not." The girls stopped swinging. Their hearts clanged in their chests, and dropped to their stomachs. The park became silent. In the distance, they could see the figures of Andrew and his bud, Phil, getting closer. "Why them?" Martha asked in her little voice. Andrew stalked on over to the girls, walking past the slide. Phil bumbled after him. The girls stopped. They held their breath. And then, Andrew said the words they would never cease to forget. "Did I hear that there were damsels in distress?"
Kristin and Martha were friends. They were peaceful people who liked the nature of the park that sat a few feet beyond Justin's house, just down the street. They liked the quiet that beheld their ears as they swung on the old swing set that sat in the middle of the park. Ahead of them was a slide, and to their right another pair of swings. They were humming to themselves, noticing the white skies above them and the green grass beneath their feet, and most of all, the wonderfully spread woods of green surrounding the park. All in all, it was the perfect setting for getting away from the noise of relatives and many annoying little kids. Then, two dots appeared from the distance, growing closer. "Um," Kristin suddenly said, "What's that?" "Is that.?" "I sure hope that's not." The girls stopped swinging. Their hearts clanged in their chests, and dropped to their stomachs. The park became silent. In the distance, they could see the figures of Andrew and his bud, Phil, getting closer. "Why them?" Martha asked in her little voice. Andrew stalked on over to the girls, walking past the slide. Phil bumbled after him. The girls stopped. They held their breath. And then, Andrew said the words they would never cease to forget. "Did I hear that there were damsels in distress?"