4

I park my car in his drive way and grab my bag. I text him letting him know I'm here. I knock on the front door, his mum answers.

"Ohhh hello there Aiyla. Tommy's just in his room, he told me you were coming" she said with a big smile before stepping out of the way and letting me in. I say thank you and walk to his room. I knock on his door before walking in, be was sitting at his pc, logging out of Minecraft. He spun around in his chair and stood up.

"Aiyla! Finally you took so fucking long"

"I took ten min-" I started before that bitch interrupted me. "-Yeah. Ten minutes too long. Shoulda taken your car"

"I did!"

"Should have driven faster"

"So I get a ticket? Or die?. No thanks. Sorry you aren't worth that much"

"I'm worth more than that" he said while looking at a photo of Queen Elizabeth. What's with him and the queen? Like what the fuck. He has a queen fetish.

"Whatever Queen boy" I said, letting out a loud laugh. His jaw dropped which made me laugh even harder.

I put my bag down on the floor and stole his chair.

"Guess where were going and who's coming"

"Oh god. Where and who?"

"Zip-lining. Wilbur."

"Ooo. I get to see the nicer one. Im down for that"

"shut up would you"

"Well it's true. We both know it" he rolled his eyes.

"YOU BITCH" Tommy yelled when I pushed him. He was connected to the harness thank god. Just flowing along the line, sticking the finger up at me and screaming. Wilbur was laughing harder than ever.

"Thank god. The child's gone, time to get rid of the other one." He said as I hooked in mine.

"Wilbur Soot I swear to god if you push- MEEE" I screamed. That fucking dick head. He laughed and connected himself and jumped off the platform.

I swung down the line, catching up to Tommy until he screamed even louder when he collapsed into the ground.

"OW- FUCK" he groaned while getting up and moving before I could slam into him. I fell on the ground and yelled. That shit did hurt, I got a scratch on my elbow from my wood chips.

I moved and un hooked myself from the line when Wilbur came crashing down next.

"That was fun, but hurt like a bitch" Tommy said, out of breath while we walked back to my car. I was the only one with a license. For Wilbur being in his 20's and only being able to drive a plane is really surprising. We dropped off Wilbur at his house, and drove back to Tommy's.

I stayed at Tommy's for the night, not purposely. But because of the fact it was 10 pm and I didn't feel like driving anymore. Plus my head was killing me from a really long and eventful day.