Female Tails part two

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7:42 pm

Friday, December 22, 2006

Female Tails part two
Current mood: ecstatic

Sorry for the long delayed reaction on the second act to the story.
Thanks for being patient.
So the last story leaves off where I was at the girl’s house and her parents quickly caught me off guard by coming home early from dinner. Before her dad could even get a glimpse of me I had bolted out the front door and all you could see is the fall leaves floating in the wind from the rubber I had burned as my Nike’s had finally justified their ridiculously exorbent price. I ran so far and so fast, I ran and ran and ran life my life depended on it. At that moment I was convinced that my life DID depend on it! I had ran so far that by the time I finally stopped I looked around and realized I had no idea where I was! So now I’m standing there in the middle of the street or a remote road no lights or signs and I’m out of breath, tired and cold. On top of that I in my confusion I started running in the wrong direction of the main road and where I lived. So now not only was I lost, cold and tired but I didn’t think to take my bike which I had ridden there and I wasn’t entirely sure where the hell I was. I slowly began walking down the hill in the direction I needed to go to get my bike back from her front yard and continue in my journey back home. As I got closer to her house cautiously inching toward my bike I saw that not only was there outside light was on but I could see her dad in the windows waiting for me to come back to get my bike! Well as you can imagine this sucks for me as I waited and waited and no luck… this man was determined to pummel me into the ground for being in his house with his daughter while he was away. After sometime I realized that I was going to have to come up with some other plan. I wasn’t familiar with the area and so I didn’t know any other way of getting home other that the way I originally came. I had to put my thinking cap on and come up with a plan and quick. I looked around and there were a few houses that had there lights on and fireplaces smoking I had the bright idea that I was going to concentrate on the saddest thing I could think of and focus on perfecting my acting skills. I hesitantly walked up to one of the driveways and nervously rapped on the door. My eyes now red and full of fear and tears. A nice lady opened the door and ask what she could do for me? I decided to focus on less talking and more crying! This is some what hard to admit to the world now as its not very manly nor courageous, however you have to keep in mind that I was young as well as stupid. By this point all I really remember is that I had explained to this nice suburban family that I was lost, my bike broke down and I was not sure how I was going to get back home. Considering how cold and dark it was outside the nice family calmed me down… offered me something to drink and proceeded to offer me a ride back home to my house. This is working amazingly according to plan! Driving me back we ironically passed by the house as I stared at my bike in the lawn and looked out through the window to see if her dad was still waiting for me I realized I once again very narrowly escaped death once again. They finally dropped me off at my house and I went to sleep that night with the confidence that anything in this world is possible if you really want it bad enough.
As far as the girl… her and I broke up soon after, I don’t blame her. I’m sure she must have gotten grounded for half a year and then some. She politely asked me: “oh and are you ever going to pick up your bike from my house?” when I went back one afternoon when I knew no one was home to get it I saw to my shock that my beautiful twelve-speed circa 1990 had been skillfully hack-sawed in many pieces in the middle of their lawn!
Moral: don’t let you little head do the thinking for the big head.
Tell your girl friend to come over YOUR house when you wana see her. No one is ever going to chase her down the street for being in your room watching a movie.

Happy Holidays
Thanks for reading
T.