it was then Ron glanced out at the sunset in the sky.
"It'll have to be tomorrow when we tf someone else." he said.
"OK." Nick said.
Ron logged off his computer, and he and Nick spent the rest of the evening playing catch in the yard.
Nick was already thinking of who he could tf with the monster tf site.
That night, he could hardly sleep, thinking of the people he could tf with the site.
He remembered the bullies in his school, and thought of paying them back for one time when they gave him a wedgie.
Then Nick thought of his music teacher, Mr Plazz, who wass the coolest teacher in the school, and he was a good breakdancer.
Then, Nick thought maybe of tfing his friend Josh, who lived across the road from the corner, with his dad, Phil. Maybe he could tf his friend's dad too.
then maybe he could tf his PE Teacher, Mr Alfie Robbins, a real fun guy of fitness, who preferred it when the students called him by his name, Alfie.
or maybe, he could tf Mr Oakway, his Maths teacher.
by morning arose, he decided to tf.....