'This is as boring as watching PAINT dry.' You think to yourself, waiting for Hassel high school, the school you and your friends go to, to let out.
Turning your head slightly, you spot a large billboard that reads:
'Kwik drying paint! $6.49 now!!!!!!'
"Six exclamation marks will get the point across," you think to yourself.
There's a loud Ring as the doors of the high school suddenly fly open, with several people streaming out in a rush. You know that your friends like to go behind the school (disclosed reasons)
Often, so you'll be getting someone your way. Sure enough, a group of 5 high schoolers, 3 boys and two girls, step towards the back of the school,
Just as you planned.
"Jeromea, that idea ain't worth a single penny." Laughs the tallest of the boys. "Well, they say a penny fo' yo' thoughts," counters jeromea, the tallest of the two females. The shortest of the three boys pauses to examine some shrubs near your hiding spot, since that's what 'tiny' tinner's hobby is. Dorky, nerdy, but still a friend. As tinner examines some tree bark, you decide to scare him. "Hey, tinner!" You exclaim, sounding nicer than you intended to sound like. Poor tinner is as white as a ghost. ''W-w-what the-...a...a..."
The other four of your friends stop, seemingly as shocked as tinner is.
"What the hell are you?!" Screams the Second in height male, Johnson.
"V.mongolis, dear Johnson."
"How can you talk?"
Questions jeromea, clutching her books closer to her chest.
"Well, I'm a friend of your group!"
You say smugly.
"The hell you are!"
"Am I not?"
You pick up your almost completely destroyed wristwatch in your mouth, though you make a note not to swallow it.
"Castio wristwatch, 1986."
Your friends stare dully at you.
"C'mon, guys! It's just a prank."
Johnson starts backing away, obviously trying to run.