:..:Breezepelt's POV:..:
Tigerheart drags me to Best Buy, a few miles away from Warriors Boarding School. How did we get there? Taxi, of course. I had to pay the taxi fee, which sucked because now I've just thrown away a few perfectly good bags of chips that I could've bought and eaten.
It's raining hard out, and I've forgot to bring an umbrella so I sprint to store without waiting for Tigerheart. I, for one, don't know what I'm supposed to do when I enter, since I've never been to a Best Buy and don't know what to expect. Maybe it's like a Black Market? Or maybe it's this place where the sell you a bunch of junk. It's called Best Buy after all.
There's an abundance of cashier areas as I burst in, shaking rain out of my hair like a dog. A few people cast me dirty glances, but I genuinely don't give a chicken.
I look past the long line of people with umbrellas and fixed my eyes on a bunch of mini IPads behind them. So this must be an electronic store, hm?
I head on over to a laptop and start searching stuff on google. Cats? They're awesome. Dogs? They're awesome too.
A bunch of TVs starts talking about the weather, saying that it's 60 degrees Fahrenheit out and that it's pouring right now, just like what happens when your hose breaks while you're watering the front lawn in a hot, sunny day while you have the hose directed in front of your face.
:.Third Person.:
"So...what'd you want to do?" asked Toadstep as his sister Rosepetal was painting her fingernails with little pink hearts in his room. There was a half-eaten plate of macaroni and cheese in-between the siblings.
"Don't know, a lot of people are out today, so maybe ruin their clothes or something?"
"No, that's boring, let's do...actually, wait. Ruin their clothes? Lame, but still...," Toadstep trailed off, deep in thought.
"Yep," Rosepetal replied as she finally finished painting the right number of hearts on her fingernails. She spread them apart to dry them.
"Okay, but I get to choose the person then," said Toadstep, with an imaginary lightbulb appearing over his head. "Let's ruin Dovewing's clothes."
"Dovewing?" Rosepetal cocked her head to the side. "Why? Do you hate her?"
"She's a goody-two-shoe and tattled that I was cheating on this test," Toadstep mumbled. "Just do it."
...Ten minutes later...
Rosepetal picked the lock to Dovewing's room and dumped her half-eaten macaroni and cheese thingie and dumped it inside a few sparkly t-shirts so that when Dovewing wore them, she should discover that there was cheese inside her shirts after she put them on. Ingenius, right?
Then Rosepetal ran out of the disgustingly perfumy scented room, because it was really hard to breathe in there.
The end...
Of Dovewing's sparkly clothes.
Rushed? I agree with you. Short chapter, but this was a make-up one that no one's going to read.
I miss exagerrating how mean the teachers are without having a goody-two-shoe friend pointing out that they really don't whack people with sticks and stomp on the floor when they're angry. :(
I hate my teachers.
-Sil.
Please go read Graystripe's Diary by me. :3