After a week of horsing around in the truck, we became quite bored. So we decided to do something else. We sat around pondering what to do, nothing really came to mind. So my friends and I decided to go to a girl in our class's birthday party at the local recreation center.

So on the way to the party we contemplated what we'd do afterward. My friend Chris brought to our attention the he just bought a brand new paintball gun. So with that in mind, we decided that we'd cruise around after the party and shoot houses with it. So we went to the party. W

We journeyed across town to our destination, Shannon's house. We cruised pass the house so we could run around at the dead end after house. We got to the dead end and when I tried to turn around, I became stuck in the mud. So Sise got out and turned the hubs and then I kicked it into 4x4 mode. After this little ordeal, we got to the top of the hill, our target in range. We loaded a handful of balls into the Trracer. We wound the windows down, got set, then I let the clutch fly. We chuckled in excitement as we drove down the smooth hill. Suddenly, BANG, BANG.....BANG BANG. Chris hit, not once, but four times, direct hits on the side of the blue-sided garage. We roared in laughter after the attack. I turned left at the stop sign and headed back into town. We cruised by some friends house's to see who was home or not, and we figured most people were getting ready for bed. So we decided to head to Sise's house and chilled there till 11:45 because since I was a pumpkin, I couldn't drive past 12:00 at night.

We both rolled out of bed around 10:30 and watched some TV in my room. Around 11:00 the phone rang, it was Chris's grandmother. I handed the phone to Chris, after a minute or two he said "Mike, can you get out for a sec? So I left and chilled in the hallway. A couple minutes later, he said Mike, get in here now. I then rushed in to see what was the matter. He said that Mrs. Everett found out that it was Sise, him and I that did the shooting. I was like "oh hell, how did she find out." Chris said that his grandmother said we had to call and apologize for our actions or we'll get in even more trouble. With the call also was said that he had to get home now. So I took Chris home and returned home.

So at 11:45, Chris and I headed to my house. We lingered out of the truck because the adrenaline rush took all our energy. We walked into the house, put the paintball gun under the desk in the office, and walked into the dining room. We took off our needless black jackets and shoes and headed into the living room where my parents sat watching TV. Chris said to my mom that we had a great time playing Night Capture the Flag and I joked around with my dad about how the truck uses too much gas, which it did, 5 miles to the gallon. I walked out to the kitchen and grabbed two Cokes and headed upstairs to my room where Chris was already playing a corny game on the computer. I shut the door and said to Chris that what we just did was freaking awesome. He chuckled snickered and said we should do this every weekend. I nodded in agreement. So after a couple hours of gaming on the computer, we crashed.

e danced, talked with friends, flirted around with the girls, and had an all-

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