saintcmj13
07-04-2007, 01:38 AM
PART 1:
This is a story about a group of teenagers. No, none of them are hotter than supermodels. No, none of the guys have are hung like horse. This story is about "normal" (I use that term loosely...due to the lack of a clear defintion of normal) teenagers, ones you and I talk to and meet everyday. Also, just because this is a fiction story does not mean it cannot happen. I am freestyling this, but expect this story to be 100% believable...no bs or amazingly huge outlandish occurences. Lastly, I'm not going to force anyone to compliment my writing before i post a new part of the story. Of course, compliments are appreciated, but never should anyone hold something over your head until they get a compliment, so expect the story to continue over the next few days. And now we begin...
It all started at my "party". Party is in quotations because many people would not consider it a party, as many people see parties as music blaring and alcohol serving events. Mine was just a humble get together with around 20 friends invited, where we played soccer and pool and especially guitar hero. My mom cooked food and it was a breakout time for me, meaning it was when I finally stopped being such a pussy around people and gained alot of self-confidence. Loking back on it now, there was no way I expected that night to lead to what it did or for me to even think about doing the things that i would do. But we can discuss that later, for now I'm setting the mood. So as the clock neared midnight (ohh Cinderella-esque there) people said there good byes and steadily left my get-together. Two to my friends decided they would stay the night and we could just hang out and chill. We played more video games and moved onto poker, where I did in fact win 5 dollars (which still put me in the hole overall $100 for the party...but you take the small wins). My parents and little brother soon drifted to sleep but we were still flyin high (figuratively speaking of course).
Now is a good time to introduce my friends and I. My name's Chris and I'm about 6 foot 210 lbs. Sadly to say I have no rippling abs or bulging biceps...not quite the perfect ladies man but a fun guy just the same. Jeff, one of my friends, is a short white kid. I'm convinced the kid's half black, because this kid has got game. He has wavy blondish hair and is short, but still owns everyone at sports, but he is overwhelmed when it comes to the ladies. Lastly, Andy is a funny Mexican kid. He is the butt of all jokes made in my group...but then again he takes it so well and is sharp with a come back. He is taller than me and a bit lighter, but a hell of alot awkwarder.
So after poker and games, we were stumped what to do. We weren't tired as we were still jacked up on mountain dew (uhem..thats an original :) ) We racked our brains until we finally came up with something we can do. We decided to teepee a house. Whose house you ask? Well shut up and stop asking questions because I'm telling the damn story. Anyway, three of the girls that attended my party were staying in a camper outside of one of the girl's house...as they often did when they had girls night. We figured, in all our teenage male maturity, to sneak up and teepee their camper. After planning the logistics of the operation and askig my parents for permission (which they were suprisingly cool with), we left. Of course we went all out, with black clothes and ski masks and the whole deal.
Adrenaline rushed through us as we creeped closer to the house, and with little hesitation we heaved the toilet paper towards their camper where giggling could be heard. Unfortunetly, it did not work. The toilet paper sailed over or too short or didn't unravel. It was a disaster, so we just threw some rocks at the camper and drove off. THE END
Just kidding, but we did drive away. As we turned off of the girls' street, my phone began to vibrate. I looked down and saw that it was the girls calling me. "Curses, foiled again". So I answered, trying to act all innocent and sleepy, but what I heard on the other line would change the course of the night for the better...
Pam, one of the girls, in an exasperated voice said "We know it was you guys, we saw you sneaking up oh so quietly and laughing and even driving away, so why don't you guys just come over and chill for awhile." Oh yeah, I thought, this night has yet to begin.
This is a story about a group of teenagers. No, none of them are hotter than supermodels. No, none of the guys have are hung like horse. This story is about "normal" (I use that term loosely...due to the lack of a clear defintion of normal) teenagers, ones you and I talk to and meet everyday. Also, just because this is a fiction story does not mean it cannot happen. I am freestyling this, but expect this story to be 100% believable...no bs or amazingly huge outlandish occurences. Lastly, I'm not going to force anyone to compliment my writing before i post a new part of the story. Of course, compliments are appreciated, but never should anyone hold something over your head until they get a compliment, so expect the story to continue over the next few days. And now we begin...
It all started at my "party". Party is in quotations because many people would not consider it a party, as many people see parties as music blaring and alcohol serving events. Mine was just a humble get together with around 20 friends invited, where we played soccer and pool and especially guitar hero. My mom cooked food and it was a breakout time for me, meaning it was when I finally stopped being such a pussy around people and gained alot of self-confidence. Loking back on it now, there was no way I expected that night to lead to what it did or for me to even think about doing the things that i would do. But we can discuss that later, for now I'm setting the mood. So as the clock neared midnight (ohh Cinderella-esque there) people said there good byes and steadily left my get-together. Two to my friends decided they would stay the night and we could just hang out and chill. We played more video games and moved onto poker, where I did in fact win 5 dollars (which still put me in the hole overall $100 for the party...but you take the small wins). My parents and little brother soon drifted to sleep but we were still flyin high (figuratively speaking of course).
Now is a good time to introduce my friends and I. My name's Chris and I'm about 6 foot 210 lbs. Sadly to say I have no rippling abs or bulging biceps...not quite the perfect ladies man but a fun guy just the same. Jeff, one of my friends, is a short white kid. I'm convinced the kid's half black, because this kid has got game. He has wavy blondish hair and is short, but still owns everyone at sports, but he is overwhelmed when it comes to the ladies. Lastly, Andy is a funny Mexican kid. He is the butt of all jokes made in my group...but then again he takes it so well and is sharp with a come back. He is taller than me and a bit lighter, but a hell of alot awkwarder.
So after poker and games, we were stumped what to do. We weren't tired as we were still jacked up on mountain dew (uhem..thats an original :) ) We racked our brains until we finally came up with something we can do. We decided to teepee a house. Whose house you ask? Well shut up and stop asking questions because I'm telling the damn story. Anyway, three of the girls that attended my party were staying in a camper outside of one of the girl's house...as they often did when they had girls night. We figured, in all our teenage male maturity, to sneak up and teepee their camper. After planning the logistics of the operation and askig my parents for permission (which they were suprisingly cool with), we left. Of course we went all out, with black clothes and ski masks and the whole deal.
Adrenaline rushed through us as we creeped closer to the house, and with little hesitation we heaved the toilet paper towards their camper where giggling could be heard. Unfortunetly, it did not work. The toilet paper sailed over or too short or didn't unravel. It was a disaster, so we just threw some rocks at the camper and drove off. THE END
Just kidding, but we did drive away. As we turned off of the girls' street, my phone began to vibrate. I looked down and saw that it was the girls calling me. "Curses, foiled again". So I answered, trying to act all innocent and sleepy, but what I heard on the other line would change the course of the night for the better...
Pam, one of the girls, in an exasperated voice said "We know it was you guys, we saw you sneaking up oh so quietly and laughing and even driving away, so why don't you guys just come over and chill for awhile." Oh yeah, I thought, this night has yet to begin.