小屁孩日记 · 10 Old School
I was getting really uncomfortable listening to this guy go on and on, and I was hoping Frew would help me talk some sense into him. But then Frew started with a speech of his OWN. Frew started talking about how his parents make him get up at 5:00 in the morning six days a week to study for the geography bee, and how he's never gotten to play laser tag because his parents say it's a waste of time. This was all getting to be a little much for me, and I decided I'd rather be raking leaves than listening to these guys tell their sob stories.
So I started heading back to the playground. But all of a sudden that Brownie appeared out of nowhere and TOTALLY caught me off guard. HEY! My instincts kicked in and I RAN. Frew and Billy saw me take off, and they were right on my heels. But the Brownie was carrying a WHISTLE, and the next thing I knew, the whole Girl Scout troop was in hot pursuit. I started to run FASTER when I realized me and Frew might get in serious trouble for harboring a fugitive.
I didn't know if the Girl Scouts actually had the authority to ARREST anyone, but I wasn't gonna stick around to find out. For all I knew, that was something they needed to do to earn one of their badges. Once the chase was on, Billy took the lead, and me and Frew just followed HIM. It was pretty obvious he'd had experience with this kind of thing, because he seemed to know what he was doing.
After a while we were able to put some distance between ourselves and the Girl Scouts, and we could barely hear the whistle. So we stopped for a minute to catch our breath. Billy said we were gonna need our energy to stay ahead of the Girl Scouts.
Then he took out a few rolls of Thin Mints that were tucked away in his jumpsuit and split them up between us. I'm just gonna assume he PAID for those cookies, because if he DIDN'T, I don't wanna know. After we fueled up on cookies, Billy said we should all ditch our CLOTHES, because if they used DOGS to track us, we could throw them off our trail.
Then it dawned on me that if this guy couldn't get away with stealing a pack of sour gummy worms, he was probably the LAST person I should be taking this kind of advice from. I realized I'd made a HUGE mistake and started looking for a way out of the situation. So I told the guys we should split up, saying if we DID, we'd be harder to catch. But Frew said we should stick TOGETHER. He said we could travel around the country and have crazy adventures, and maybe even join the circus somewhere along the way.
