Around my last birthday, four of my friends and I decided to go bowling to celebrate this very important event. There is this place close to our house that has a pretty decent bowling alley, so we made the decision to go there. Woe unto any boys who would be there.
We got there close to nightfall, ordered a pizza and drinks, and began bowling. We didn’t want to have a boring time, so on each of the rounds we did something exciting to make it more fun. For example, hiking it between our legs, spinning around three times before we threw it, and that sort of stuff.
Soon a family arrived at the lane next to us. They had a couple of pretty good looking teenage boys with them, so we cranked up our antics to the next gear. Soon the family caught on and they started doing similar things. They must not have had as much imagination as us, because they seemed to be copying us with new twists thrown in. The thing that bugged us was that they had more people, about ten, while we only had five, so they could do some pretty awesome things.
We started doing even cooler things than we were at first. They answered the challenge. Soon we were in a frenzy of action thinking up and trying new ways to make the game exciting and stay ahead of the family next to us. Both of our groups were laughing pretty hard.
We all stood in a line with our legs apart and threw the ball between our legs so that it rolled under us before it went and made a strike. We made pyramids out of ourselves and had to throw the ball so it weaved through our arms and legs. We picked up one of the girls in our group and laid her on our arms and swung her back and fourth while she threw from four feet in the air. We stood in a line with our feet together and jumped over the ball when it came. Then we did that one backwards so that we had to listen for the ball coming up behind us and jump over it without getting hit. We laid on the ground and did push ups when the ball came so that it went under our bodies. Then we did some really cool ones.
All too soon, to our despair, we saw that the family was about to leave. We had had a really fun time with them even though we didn’t know them so we decided to write the boys a note. We sat down and hurriedly composed one. It went something along the lines of this:
“To the boys,
Thanks for playing with us; it was a ton of fun! You have some pretty sick moves! Look us up on facebook so next time you go bowling you can invite us.” (That was only a subtle suggestion). Then we signed our names and went up to one of the ladies in the group and told her to give it to the boys. Then we fled outside.
We stood by the doors and grinned evilly at the boys as they walked by with their family. They looked kind of embarrassed, but flattered to be getting this kind of attention from five hot girls. They hopped into their cars and started driving away. Then someone inside one of the cars, we couldn’t tell who, shouted our names and yelled bye. Heh heh!
Our ride wasn’t there yet so we started walking. We went by this excellent ice cream place and I remembered that I had a fifteen dollar gift card for the place, so we went up to the doors. They were glass, and just as I was opening the door one of my friends grabbed my arm and stopped me. With a panicked face she pointed inside. There, sitting at a table eating ice cream, were our "friends" from the bowling alley.
We backed away from the door, but one of the boys dads looked up and saw us. He pointed at us, and we ran to a table outside of the door where they couldn’t see us, and laughed our crazy heads off. We were laughing so hard that we couldn’t stop, and every time that we looked at each other we burst out again.
Then we decided we wouldn’t let the boys inside stop us from getting ice cream. Me and the other girl who couldn’t stop laughing stayed outside to watch for our ride. The other three went inside. We waited for a little while, and then the door opened. We thought that it was them, but it was one of the boy’s dads! Augghhh! He laughed at us and told us that the ice cream place was big enough for all of us, so we got up and went in.
The boys pretended to ignore us, but they were grinning really huge. We were blessed to have poker faces, and we did not burst into laughter. We stood, looking cool calm and collected as we got our ice cream and went to our table. Our family finished their ice cream and got up to leave. The dads gave us thumbs up, and as they walked out the door the boys turned and waved at us. We waved back and so ended our night.
We decided that we like stalking people, even if it is accidental, and plan to do it more often.
We got there close to nightfall, ordered a pizza and drinks, and began bowling. We didn’t want to have a boring time, so on each of the rounds we did something exciting to make it more fun. For example, hiking it between our legs, spinning around three times before we threw it, and that sort of stuff.
Soon a family arrived at the lane next to us. They had a couple of pretty good looking teenage boys with them, so we cranked up our antics to the next gear. Soon the family caught on and they started doing similar things. They must not have had as much imagination as us, because they seemed to be copying us with new twists thrown in. The thing that bugged us was that they had more people, about ten, while we only had five, so they could do some pretty awesome things.
We started doing even cooler things than we were at first. They answered the challenge. Soon we were in a frenzy of action thinking up and trying new ways to make the game exciting and stay ahead of the family next to us. Both of our groups were laughing pretty hard.
We all stood in a line with our legs apart and threw the ball between our legs so that it rolled under us before it went and made a strike. We made pyramids out of ourselves and had to throw the ball so it weaved through our arms and legs. We picked up one of the girls in our group and laid her on our arms and swung her back and fourth while she threw from four feet in the air. We stood in a line with our feet together and jumped over the ball when it came. Then we did that one backwards so that we had to listen for the ball coming up behind us and jump over it without getting hit. We laid on the ground and did push ups when the ball came so that it went under our bodies. Then we did some really cool ones.
All too soon, to our despair, we saw that the family was about to leave. We had had a really fun time with them even though we didn’t know them so we decided to write the boys a note. We sat down and hurriedly composed one. It went something along the lines of this:
“To the boys,
Thanks for playing with us; it was a ton of fun! You have some pretty sick moves! Look us up on facebook so next time you go bowling you can invite us.” (That was only a subtle suggestion). Then we signed our names and went up to one of the ladies in the group and told her to give it to the boys. Then we fled outside.
We stood by the doors and grinned evilly at the boys as they walked by with their family. They looked kind of embarrassed, but flattered to be getting this kind of attention from five hot girls. They hopped into their cars and started driving away. Then someone inside one of the cars, we couldn’t tell who, shouted our names and yelled bye. Heh heh!
Our ride wasn’t there yet so we started walking. We went by this excellent ice cream place and I remembered that I had a fifteen dollar gift card for the place, so we went up to the doors. They were glass, and just as I was opening the door one of my friends grabbed my arm and stopped me. With a panicked face she pointed inside. There, sitting at a table eating ice cream, were our "friends" from the bowling alley.
We backed away from the door, but one of the boys dads looked up and saw us. He pointed at us, and we ran to a table outside of the door where they couldn’t see us, and laughed our crazy heads off. We were laughing so hard that we couldn’t stop, and every time that we looked at each other we burst out again.
Then we decided we wouldn’t let the boys inside stop us from getting ice cream. Me and the other girl who couldn’t stop laughing stayed outside to watch for our ride. The other three went inside. We waited for a little while, and then the door opened. We thought that it was them, but it was one of the boy’s dads! Augghhh! He laughed at us and told us that the ice cream place was big enough for all of us, so we got up and went in.
The boys pretended to ignore us, but they were grinning really huge. We were blessed to have poker faces, and we did not burst into laughter. We stood, looking cool calm and collected as we got our ice cream and went to our table. Our family finished their ice cream and got up to leave. The dads gave us thumbs up, and as they walked out the door the boys turned and waved at us. We waved back and so ended our night.
We decided that we like stalking people, even if it is accidental, and plan to do it more often.
1 comment:
Hey! That sounds so good that it could be a pretend story!! That sound like a really fun birthday party.
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