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Shoot Squirrel OR Shoot Sandbag

Most Voted: Shoot Sandbag

I looked back at Rachel, who seemed unamused at my shooting skills. I shot the hanging sandbag at the far end of the range. The squirrel ran away, probably because the bullet went right past it. Maybe it felt the wind from the bullet.

"Wow, nice shot!" I could hear the sarcasm in her voice.

"Your ass just got SAACKED!" I joked as Rachel let out an annoyed grunt. I set the gun down and went to the entrance of the station, Rachel at my heels. The door was locked, because why the fuck not? I slammed my body against the door and I fell after it opened.

"You okay?"

"Will you be saying that if I get shot in the face?" I slowly got up and saw the cable car arriving. I decided to at least check out the place. I strolled into the office and saw all of the controls. There was a poster for a hotel and sanatorium, back in the fifties. "Who would want to live here? No matter how rich you are." I looked back at the controls and saw a small television. It showed a bathroom with a huge bathtub. It changed to a view of the lodge. "Paranoia gets the best of people, I guess."

"Hey Chlo, our ride's here!"

"Coming!" I yelled back as I strutted back to Rachel and into the cable car, sitting next to Rachel. "You know what I wanna do this weekend?"

"What?"

"I just wanna forget last year. I wanna have fun, and forget the whole Stella and Brooke thing. I wanna try to bring it up as least as possible. Maybe I'll change the subject in case Nathan tears up, or something."

"You preach it, sista."

"Speaking of changing the subject: you wanna know how Max and I met?"

"Sure, it could kill time."

"It could do other things to time, in Max's case. Okay, third grade. I sat in the front of the room, Max sat in the second to last row in the back. I had no idea she existed, but she clearly knew who I was. I was a bit of a troublemaker. But there was this one kid who got in more trouble than me. He made me look like a saint. He sat behind Max. Max was wearing a training bra, and he was fiddling with it, trying to unhook it. He got caught, and he was sent to the front. Where I was sitting."

"So?"

"So I got moved to the back, behind Max. That's how we met. She admitted to me that she thought that I was gonna finish what that kid started. But I actually beat up that kid. My intention was too good, and he got suspended. Max actually helped me with homework and shit, so she saved my education. If it weren't for the fact that Max was wearing a low-cut shirt that showed off her training bra, phh. Who knows? You wouldn't even be in this cable car at all. Because you introduced me to Blackwell, and I did the same to Max. She was the one who wanted to start these yearly trips. If I never met Max, this trip wouldn't have ever been conceived. Boom: Butterfly Effect."

Don't worry, hold your horses. The next part will be up tomorrow, so don't panic. I hope you've enjoyed this chapter, be sure to leave your support in your review, if you want to. I will see you all later!