Your idea of waiting for Red to cool down seemed to be enough for Billy and Tom. You participated in their little childish games for awhile and amused yourself with small memomories of nostalgia from your own childhood and finnally parted with them. On your way home to your house you swung your body freely around the pole of a street-light and found your eyes on Sarah's house. You so deeply wanted to know her last name, her favorite color, her lucky number, her wishes and dreams.
You kind of stopped yourself here and roused yourself from your daydreaming with a small slap to your face. Your blushed and felt rediculous and stopped yourself from skipping down the streets. Indeed you felt 10 years younger, almost the same age as your little friends. But, your little journey came to an end as you went inside your house and went to sleep and dreamed of Sarah and of her name.
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The next day you met Sarah in the park. You rushed to the bench where she sat at a couple of minutes late and a very much out of air.
"Sorry, I'm late," You said with a huff and a puff.
"It's okay. You're acctually on time by my watch." She said.
She looked great. Her hair was in a pony tail and she had on a green spiggettei strap shirt with jeans. She looked very athletic and she had been reading a book apparently. "What book is that," you asked curiously.
"Oh it's very interesting. '1989'. It's kind of creepy. It's like the prediction of how modern day might have been only in the book there is stuff like though police," she said.
"Thought police? You mean like they could read our minds?" You asked.
"Yeah, and they could tell if someone was going to murder someone or steal something or even think a stray thought. Just one stray thought could get you arrested."
"Whoa. Creepy. I'm glad no one can read my mind," you said.
"Oh, and what would they read if they did," she asked with a smile.
"Well, I can't say it would be decent. Probably... borderlining... perversity," you say with a wink. Now you'd think she'd slap you but she acctually laughed at this. You didn't but stared into her eyes.
"Sarah, I was lying when I told you that I forgot what your sister did," you said.
"I don't think it's a crime it's a lie about forgeting," she smiled.
"It is when I had a reason to forget it. Your sister did something to Tom and Billy and me," you say very slowly and she lets you take your time. "She turned us into pigs."
Immediately Sarah stood up and her brow arched in anger. "What!?" You thought it was toward you until she said finnally, "I can't believe she would do that. No, wait. Yes I can believe she would do that. She's so irresponsible."
"Well, there's more," you say with earnest.
"More?"
"Yes, she left the containter containing the substance that did it. Billy and Tom now have it in their possession and are trying to turn Red into a pig."
"Why would they want to do that?" She sat back down.
"I don't know, it's some sort of revenge thing," you sigh. "And I agreed to help them."
Her eyes looked at you with furious anger and disbelief.
"Please don't be mad. I wanted to get her back to. Only, I couldn't go along with it yesterday. When I saw you. I know that your magical. A witch or something. I am at your mercy. Do with me as you please," you say and squint your eyes.