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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Family & Friends
- Subject: Comedy / Humor
- Published: 08/02/2014
Sweet sixteen.
It is a very important day in a guy's life as he turns sixteen. Many guys host a party the night before and they celebrate it with their pals and girls. Some guys go out enjoying the whole day in a disc or something while in other families the lucky child is woken lovingly by his parents with blessings and gifts.
I woke up with dog saliva in my mouth and a kick on my butt."Oi! Wake up idiot and Happy Birthday by the way",says a very annoyed voice next to me. I wipe the saliva from my mouth and remove my huge dog Chucker from my bed and myself as he nearly flattened me. Rubbing my eyes I pick up my glasses from the table next to my bed as the blurry form of the guy next to me takes shape.
I am Aaditya Aggarwal( I know I have already heard double AA battery jokes too often thank you very much) and as you might have guessed today is my sixteenth birthday and the guy next to me is my best friend Chem.
"Here, I got your present",he says flinging a poorly wrapped present on my bed.
"Socks?" I ask unwrapping a pair of bright orange socks.
"Uh huh. Because I can smell your feet from two feet away and you should learn the art of washing socks.",he replies.
His name is not short form of something like Chemistry or Chemotherapy (though I did know a guy named Ping Su and everyone called him Piss Su,Piss Su) but his real name is Raghav Joshi. But when we were in fourth standard a teacher asked us what would we do when we grew up and he answered he wanted to be Chemistry (instead of chemist) and hence his name became Chem. We did not even talk at that time but as we grew up we were the only guys in our school who lived near each other and so we became friends. Whoever said that friends are a blessing , they take the load of sadness from you,give you happiness and help save your head obviously never met Chem. The guy is like a gigantic tic in the.. well everywhere and looking at him in his boxers is not a sight for the sore eyes.
The only problem with the guy's parents is that they have no problem with whatever he does. Result: Half the time he is lounging in my room and the rest of the time he is out in the streets doing God knows what.
"Well, sorry man but I gotta go as I have to plan a party for your birthday." ,he says tousling my hair as he leaves. Seriously, who am I his kid?
"Come on Chucker. Dad would have prepared a speech by now." I tell my dog who is licking my face and splattering my glasses. I go downstairs to the kitchen and sure enough there is Dad reading a newspaper and frowning slightly as though the news is giving him indigestion. "Hi Dad!",I tell him as I sit on the chair next to him.
"Well, hello! Birthday boy. Congratulations and many happy returns."
"Thanks Dad." I reply knowing what was coming.
"So now that you are sixteen I think it is time that we have a little father son talk."
See Dad works in this big firm in which he is super busy most of the time. My mom died when I was one and dad... well he was never too good on conversations or kids so he employed a nanny for me till I was seven (none of them lasted more than a month, my Dad was dissatisfied with everyone of them) and later he used to bring these books, 'When your kid reaches seven','Father,Son and Puberty', and many other similar types of books. Neither my dad nor me were good at such talks so to save ourselves from the humiliation I quietly snuck into his room ,take the book and read it while he was sleeping and the next day I answer the questions in such a way prescribed by the book that our conversation never went past two or three sentences.
"You know you are growing up and many changes will start to administer in your body.",he says in a tone which clearly shows that he has memorised the book.
"Yes,dad and I would be extremely cautious in exercising my curiosity so as not to defenstrate my life.", I reply the golden answer from the book of life.
Dad exhales in relief as both he and I know that I have read the book but none of acknowledge it because Dad considers it his duty and I know that he would rather take a shotgun and shoot the President then to tell me the contents of his book of life. He once again congratulates me and told me he was going to be late today but we will celebrate once he got back and he too tousled my hair and left (What is with my hair and everyone?).
"Hey! What you got there Chucker?", I ask my dog as I wrest a bottle of ketchup from his teeth. I rescued Chucker about five years ago from a dustbin. No one is sure as to what breed he is except for that he is really,really massive! When he was still a pup Dad thought it would be cool if he could bring newspaper so he taught him how to fetch and pretty soon nearly about everything from newspaper to deodorants had the privilege to come to us via his teeth and so we renamed him Chucker since he chucked nearly everything. The only items which he refused to bite were my textbooks and homework. I even put sandwich with mustard sauce on top of my homework and he still refused to take the bait(so I had to eat it and took the soddy mass to my teacher saying my dog ate my homework).
As I was patting Chucker on the head there was the sound of the door opening and soon Sakshi Gupta literally the girl next door carrying a big present entered the kitchen.
"Hi! Happy Birthday Aaditya.",she says putting the present on top of the table and engulfing me in a hug. As for me I am too dumbstruck to say anything. Before, you get any ideas let me tell you she is NOT my girlfriend, even though I want it but it is just that we have friends and I get chicken whenever I have to admit I have a crush on her. Also she is really pretty and I still get speechless every time I see her.
"So, what are your plans for today?",she steps back from the hug to take a look at me.
As for me I am still pining her hug so I say,"Dunno. Chem said he was going to take me to a party."
"Oh. Cool. And here I have to go to my aunt and get bored to death today but I promise I will arrive in time for the party." ,she says with her big round eyes.
"Um, OK. No problem, I will see you later."
"Well, Goodbye then Aaditya. See ya Chucker.",saying she too leaves.
"Well boy looks like it is just you and me now." As I was alone now I did the only thing a sensible birthday boy ought to do. I picked up a nice good book and started reading it. Now hang on, I am not a book worm or anything of is just that I enjoy a good book plus it is better than playing sports in which there is danger of breaking bones while in it the only danger it is that you might not find ice-cream in the fridge when you want it. My shelf is filled with books of nearly all genres and authors like David Baldacci,Dan Brown,John Locke,Rick Riordan etc. as I say,' when there are so many good books why pick only favourites?'
I had finished a book of David Baldacci when suddenly there was a ring on my phone. It was Chem.
"Dude,get ready I am coming to pick you up in five."
"It's eleven AM. Where are we going to a party at eleven AM?"
"Just shut up and get dressed. I have to go and buy some cheese and then I remembered that you were good in such girly things so get ready."
It would only be Chem who thinks that just because you can make maggi you automatically become good at cooking plus it is revelant to BUYING cheese!!
So after five into three i.e. fifteen minutes he turned up outside my house in his new scooty.
"I still don't get how in the hell did you convince your parents to give you a scooty?"
"I didn't." I give him a confused look to which he replies.
"Don't try to understand it cause it is something only men can understand."
And not for the first time I started tuning him out while he went on his ranting about me,girls,scooty,dogs and astronauts.
As we were going suddenly a black van stops in front of our scooty. Chem is forced to pull on the brakes hard so as not to hit the van and we skid a bit.
"Hey! What on Earth do you think you are doing?",Chem yells angrily and he would have definitely continued and I would have joined him had not one guy his face covered in a black mask step out of that back of the van and put a gun to our head.
"Get in",he says in a deep voice,"And if you do something stupid know that your brains would be splattered across the pavement."
We both looked at each other,the plan formed in our heads we nodded to each other and then quick as a flash went inside the van faster than you could say 'slow' cause after all the most important thing is our life.
The guy came in and tied a black bag over both our faces and also tied our hands and then the van started ,we along with it. I don't know how long we were in the van but I do know that we were in enough time so that my legs were frozen and I had to take help from Thug No.1 to get off. After that we were pushed across in some place and finally the bags from our mouth were removed and I started gasping for air as I was drowning and turned and saw Chem doing the same.
"Well,we have a proposition for you Chem and your friend." Thug No.2(the one who was driver) said in a thin raspy voice undoubtedly female.
"Who are you?",I ask my voice a little rough.
"Oh. Your friend knows who we are after all you were going on his scooty weren't you?"
"What the hell does he mean Chem?"
Chem suddenly groans like someone has put a thorn on his head,"Oh man! I am sorry Aaditya. I totally forgot.",he turns to Thug No.1 and says,"Hey! Could you loosen these bonds? It is my friend's birthday today."
"Ooh. Nice. Happy Birthday kid. Don't you think we should turn these kids loose cause after all of is the guy's birthday?",Thug No.2 says to No.1
"Really? And also let's get them some presents and leave them in a club or something. Right?"
"Oh thanks man!You are totally awesome." , Chem says from the floor.
"Shut Up! I was being sarcastic you fool!".
"Whoa! Wait. Will someone please explain to me.. Aahh! What is happening?",I yell as a thorn literally pricks me from the floor.
Both of the thugs looked expectedly at Chem and he turns and looks at me and says,"You know my scooty right?". I glare at him angrily as to how was I supposed to forget something on which I was not more than an hour ago.
"So,I borrowed some money from these guys to buy this scooty",he says in a rush as though it would make it sound less stupid.
"YOU GIANT ABSOLUTE MORON!", Chem cowers from me as I yell at him,"WHAT THE FRIGGING HELL WERE YOU THINKING?"
"Hey! Don't yell at me. You too used to ride it with me!"
"DID I TELL YOU TO GO OVER AND BUY A SCOOTY FROM SOME ROADSIDE STUPID THUGS?"
"Well, no you didn't but.."
"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!", I yell my voice hoarse and at this point the two goons go over and struggle to pick me up as I kick every inch of Chem as I could with my hands bound. Finally Thug No.1 pulls out his gun and points it at my head and my anger evaporates faster than water in desert. I feel like that time when I first invited Chem to my home and in the morning Dad found him lying him on my bed NAKED! (It took me a week even with Dad's books to convince him I was not gay).
"Now look here you kids.",No.1 continues in his deep voice,"I don't care as to what you guys do or not but there is something I want both of you to do."
"What is the work? Besides I don't owe you any money!"I try to speak as calmly as I could.
"Let me put it this way. Alone he has no chance of succeeding but together you might just pull it off."
I look at Chem' s scared face and decide a total idiot or not he is still my friend and both of us nod at Thug No.1
"Excellent! Now I want both of you to go and steal a Dragon shaped box about this high",he makes a small gesture of a size of a box about my glasses case.
"OK. And where do we have to steal it from?",Chem asks in a professional voice as though he goes around robbing banks on Sundays.
"You have to steal it from a retired General's house..", he had not completed his sentence when suddenly Chem let's out a shriek and says,"Not the old hairy! Please not him!".
"Good. You know him.",No.2 says in a deeply satisfied voice.
"Er,excuse me but who is old hairy?",the defender of the confused asks namely,me.
"He is a really ,really old guy.",Chem continues as though we are in a campfire and it is horror story round,"People say that he killed his whole family,others say that he was in the secret service and killed more people than you could count and there are several other rumours like he was in some sort of bank heist and others but whichever it is he is horrifying and paranoid as hell and the only one to disturb him just puts last nail on their coffin.",he ends in a dramatic whisper.
I notice that the back of the neck of Thug No.2 has just gone red (and no I was not looking at her because she is a female and sure even in a mask looks good but because it is my duty to observe).
"OK.. So you know who he is, where he lives and you have got till nine PM today to give us the box."
"Whoa! Hang on! How on Earth are we going to steal it? Besides if he found us we will go to jail or worse!",Chem yells as the female No.2 puts the mask back on him.
"Well,that's your problem isn't it?",No.1 says quietly taking out his gun,"But remember this at nine tonight we will find you whether you have the box or not."
At this cheery note he put the bag on top of me and deposited me in the van with Chem and later threw me on the road along with him near the blasted Scooty and by the time we had removed the bags they had already gone leaving us wide-eyed as we stared at the time three PM,only six hours left till deadline.
We went home in silence both of thinking about those goons(at least I hoped he too was thinking about it else I was ready to give him a beating he would remember). By the time we reached my home and settled on the couch each nursing a soda it was already three thirty. The clock was ticking and we were here drinking cokes. Unable to do anything we started thinking about plans as on how to steal it. I resisted both joining and hitting him on the nose for his plans like,'let us go to police','they could not just shoot us'. On the whole I was nearly convinced on his running away plan until he said that we should wear costumes and pretend to hide and then attack those Thugs with bananas.
"Bananas have a good quantity of roughing which could blow anything." I was too tired too correct him that the thing he was talking about was glycerine and it is found in soaps not bananas which have roughage. I tried not to imagine Chem with lots of soaps with him like guns,washing powder on his head and screaming," Die! Feel the wrath of bathing soap!" as he chucked it at those thugs.
And suddenly just like that an idea strikes my mind.
"Hey! Watch the coke!",Chem yells as I suddenly stand up upending the coke bottle. "I have got it!",I yell happily at least until Chem says,"Got what? A foot smeller?",he laughs at his own joke.
Remind me again WHY am I doing it?
As soon as he controls his laughter I explain to him my plan in which one of us would go to the front door and ring the bell while the other guy would sneak up from the window and seize the box and run away. Even Chem had to agree that it was a good plan. Looks like reading those novels did help.
However standing in front of his house it does not seem that good idea but no choice, so what should we do? As for tying the bell to the cat both of us have agreed to toss a coin so that one of us will go inside his house and search for it while the other would do the horrifying job of trying to distract him which would be about as safe as poking a sleeping lion in the eye. We decided to save coin toss till we ring the bell. With shaking hands Chem rings the door bell and just like in horror movies the same tone for door bell chimed.
"WHO"S THERE?",a loud screaming voice says making both of us jump a foot in the air."YOU BLITHERING STUPID PUNKS! YOU HAD BETTER NOT BE THERE WHEN I ARRIVE!",the old hairy screams and it was enough for Superman to wet his underpants(sorry overpants). Chem ran and jumped in some bushes outside the old hairy' s yard. Unfortunately, where he thought were bushes was solid concrete and to top it off (literally) I jumped on top of him(He totally deserved it). He bellowed in pain but I put a hand on his mouth as old hairy came out and I understood why he was named old hairy. He looked about two hundred years old with lots of wrinkles on his face and body but despite this he stood up defiantly in face of his death in his Indian flag underwear(that was the worst place for the flag to be including a sewer) waving a shotgun and still loudly challenging anyone who would come there to fight him. We waited for him to finish his ranting and when he went in his house and closed the door behind me we quietly snuck out ,Chem still rubbing his arm and swearing under his breath. Time- 4:30 PM
We once again sought refugee in my home when suddenly the door opened and the last person whom I wanted to see while I was bruised,tired and covered in leaves and twigs came in.
"Oh my God! What happened to you two?",Sakshi says clearly scared.
"Yeah, I have been asking the same question to myself.",mutters Chem and shoots me the stink eye as though it was all my fault.
At first I try to say some excuse like,'Chem was hunting horses and we were attacked by wild pigs',but for some reason she does not believe me(I know right, it was a perfect excuse),but finally under her glare too I relent and finally accept that I am out of my depth and tell her the whole story and how we were done for.
"Oh! You poor Aaditya. How much trouble you have landed yourself in.",she coos and strokes my head with her hand removing a leaf twig and it would have been a perfect bliss for me had Chucker just not arrived and started panting in her direction and Chem started making gagging noises behind her so she removed her hand and stroked Chucker 's head.
"If you are done felling sorry I think it is time we did something",Chem suddenly says his voice like he had just been ordered to go and lift a mountain.
"Oh! I have a great idea.",Sakshi says suddenly clapping like those monkey toys which make clang-clang noises(it is seriously irritating),"I will go with you and I will distract him while you two steal it."
Both Chem and I look at each other realising that she had just ventured to go fight the dragon alone while it was up to both of us to rescue the princess. But unfortunately we did not have a better plan so it was now: Do or die.
Time-5:30 PM
As soon as we started to go both Sakshi and Chem said something about disguises and hurried out to wear them. I for lack of anything better to do started doing my holidays homework(Hey! I still had to survive school provided I live tonight). I was still drudging through my homework when the door opened and by the excess jasmine perfume I could tell that Sakshi had arrived.
"Hi! So did you get dress. . . . ",my tongue walloped in my mouth as I looked at her. She was wearing a white half-sleeve shirt,tight jeans,heels and had makeup on her and she looked exactly like a Greek Goddess.
"Do I look all right?",she asks me hesitatingly. All right? She looked so all right that it took all my power not to drool at the spot.
"Hey, I got dressed tooo.." Chem' s voice too drops as he looks at her too but I was too busy staring at her to look at him and inhale her scent ..
,wait. What on dinosaur-extinct-deodorant-hating smell is that? One look at Chem and just like Buddha's search for answers mine too gets fulfilled as I look at him in a black sweater(in May I might add),black pants,black combat shoes with black socks and a black cap on his BLACK SHOE-POLISHED FACE.
"Like my outfit?",he says as proudly as though he was Da Vinci and had just completed Mona Lisa and we were his humble students.
"Why?",I ask in the same tone people talk to five year olds,"Did you go through the ritual of blackness?"
His smile falters a little bit but he quickly regains it with alarming intensity ,"I am dark himself. And I will go and steal that box before you can speak 'Czechoslovakia'."
Sakshi giggles a little and I sigh thinking that at least he would be able to camouflage himself and if he wants to put shoe-polish on his face he can be my guest. "OK,But we gotta hurry we still have a deadline."
"Wait! Wait! What about your dress?",Sakshi glares at me critically as she says it like I was Ken and she was designing my clothes.
"Yes! Disguise for Aaditya",Chem yells happily and brings shoe-polish near my face. I take it in my hand and fling it as far as I could. Impressing a girl or not bit I will be damned before I put shoe polish on my face. So I tell them to wait five minutes then run to my room and pick up darkest clothes I could find. Most of my t-shirts are light and the nearest one I could find was a black spiderman T-shirt with dark blue jeans,my black school shoes and my unwashed black socks(on which I sprayed loads of deodorant) and then I rushed downstairs and just as we were about to go Chem said,"What is that smell?"
To which I reply ,"It was you who wanted the black outfit." ,spraying more deodorant on my socks.
It is now 7:35 as we are standing outside old hairy 's place. Both me and Chem wish Sakshi luck as we hurry towards the living room window and wait for her to ring the doorbell. As soon as the bell chimes (it is lot more cheerful in the dark) he once again roars and both of us cower in our spots but he stops at the sight of Sakshi on the doorway and by the look on his face is clearly confused as to why is such a beautiful girl standing near him.
I nudge and both of us climb in the window and jump in his living room. This time Chem falls on a pumpkin and manages not to flatten it so he saves himself and his clothes until I jump on him and he goes head first into it.
"Ummff uue ffskom",he mutters his face in pumpkin.
"Sorry?",I try to act as though I am not enjoying every single moment.
"I said Get Off You Fatso!",he nearly yells which earns him a punch in the arm as I shush him and signal him to follow me.
For the first time someone is inside old hairy 's lair were the constant thoughts as I looked in his house. His house looked like a museum of some sort. There were strange statues,vases ,heavy leather bound books and weapons and there on top of the television was a .. the dragon box! I excitedly point Chem towards it and he too bellows a silent whoop and signal me to get it. I look at the television it was pretty high so I stood up on a rickety table carefully so as not to disturb the turtle statues on it and lift my hand and just as my fingers close around the box there was an almighty CRRRAAAAAAASSSHHH!!!
I stood up from the debris and picked up the box and both me and Chem run as we hear him coming behind us and screaming something about a shotgun too. The living room window was not an option so we jumped from the back window and quickly go and hide behind a car as we hear him panting and go in another direction.
"Phew! Close shave!,"I mutter and was just about to stand up when I felt something mushy in my hand. I lifted it up and saw that it was covered in dog poop. Chem looked around to see as to why I was suddenly incapable of speech and seeing my hand he went in fits of laughter. "Awesome! Way to go man!",in his jubilation he slipped on a banana peel and landed face first on.. dog poop(feels like a cocktail-first shoe polish,then pumpkin and for the finale dog poop). Now it made me go up in fits of laughter as he stood up and we were soon about to starts poop fight had Sakshi not arrived and scolded both of us for acting like dogs.
Finally the time has come it is now 9:00 PM and all three of us are waiting nervously for the Thugs to arrive. All of us out of curiosity opened the box and in it we found nothing but numbers which meant nothing as we looked at all sorts of codes(actually Sakshi looked both me and Chem were busy washing the poop from us). After fifteen minutes the door opened and a heavy build up guy and a woman in her mid-twenties in masks of course knocked and opened the door.
"Have you got the box?",the man said in the voice of Thug No.1
"Yes,we have got it bit does it mean that the loan is waived?",Chem asks in a serious voice I did not know he possessed.
"Yes,but now give us the box..",No.2's leaves it mid-sentence as Sakshi suddenly squeals.
"Oh! I know you. You are Ayushi the one who has recently opened a pizza a shop and you", she said pointing towards No.1,"you are her husband Amit. These were those guys who had just moved from Shimla after winning the 'Ultimate Loser' lottery."
'Ultimately loser lottery'? I would prefer a cactus up my nose rather than winning such lottery.
"OK. So you know who we are fine we won't kill you just give us the box.", Amit(Thug No.1) says to us.
"But why would we do that when we have got leverage over you and besides what will you do with those numbers?",Chem asks once again surprising me by asking an almost intelligent question.
"Those aren't numbers you fool! They are pass..",she stops a one more time in mid-sentence as this time her husband screams,"Shut Up! Just Shut Up!". But by now the damage was done.
But what were the numbers password of? Missiles? Nukes? Home? Old Hairy 's bathroom? But just then my gaze wandered to the novel I was reading and it came up to me in a flash and I cursed myself for not seeing this earlier.
"Aha! I have got it. Old hairy man was actually in some sort of a heist wasn't he? That's why you went red when Chem mentioned it and he deposited in some sort of an Overseas bank account which could not be traced (Whoo! Go team Spy novels)",I point a finger towards Ayushi as I say so and to confirm it she blushed immediately.
"You were checking her out while you were about to be killed?"Sakshi says in hurt voice.
"No! I was merely observing and Uhh! Look the point is that old hairy was obviously in their pizza place talking about his money when these guys heard about it and knowing that he was a criminal they sent us to steal it. How much money do you guys want anyway? Huh! You have just won a lottery and now you go around stealing other people's hard stolen money!"
"For your kind information the money we stole was only little and most of it was spent on the relocation and do you have any idea how much maintenance of a pizza place is?",Now the guy goes from needing a gun to needing a hug. Ayushi fulfils it and says very sweetly,"Look I am sorry for want we did but we wanted money and we were desperate."
"You look fat in those jeans.",Sakshi tells Ayushi absent mindedly who immediately gets a fire in her eyes and jumps on her and soon they start a woman wrestling championship. I rush forward to help them when Amit speaks the supremely prohibited,ultra-dangerous line,"They fight like they are in a superhero movie"
As soon as he says it Chem delivers him a punch on his nose his battle cry,"Superheroes Rock" and they too start their own match as he knocks nearly half the stuff of the kitchen and succeed in igniting the table cloth. Chucker comes in the room and finding such chaos he realise it his duty to save us from harm and he did by running around the room ,spreading the fire from table to rest of the room and biting Amit in the ankle.
The fire rages across the room as both of the sets engrossed in fighting take no notice of it.
"Wait! Fire! Fire! Guys stop it and run!", but I get as much reaction as a hat stand as Ayushi yells,"Your hairstyle sucks!",and Sakshi takes her in a lockjaw. Finally tired of screaming Fire!Fire like a lunatic I calmly go and pick up a lamp as I shatter it on the floor and everyone looks up from their partners and see surprised to see themselves in middle of an inferno.
"Aaditya! Why didn't you say something?" ,Chem asks me as he picks up himself from Amit and grabs the nearest jug he could find.
"No,don't that is.." but he threw the liquid over the fire with the result that it burns more hotter,"kerosene". I finish lamely as the fire now spreads insanely fast like summer loo.
It has been five hours since that incident and one hour since the fire consumed my home. I am sitting on the sidewalk with Chem and Sakshi sitting on either side of me and their silence reminds me of a funeral I once visited.
"So the dragon box. What about it?", Chem asks lamely.
"Well,since none of us picked it up so we can safely assume that it went to fire along with the rest of my stuff and my home.", I say my voice devoid of any emotion.
"Look I am really sorry..",Sakshi starts but I stop her.
"Leave it. What has happened, has happened.", I reply with too much force. Turns out Amit and Ayushi spent too much in their restaurant and were now up to their necks in debt and after giving Chem a loan they were practically broke plus Ayushi broke her manicured nails and we felt so sorry for them we let them go and they in turn let us go(they had terrorised us with a plastic gun!)
"What about your Dad?",Chem asks in a concerned voice.
"Well me and Dad had the longest conversations yet and turns out that he hated his job and was on the verge of a nervous breakdown and would have done what we did so he is actually happy and we are soon to move from here to a new job,a new place."
"You know on topic of relationships there is something I want to confess.",Sakshi says her voice quivering.
Finally,finally Oh God thank you! Who cares about money? At least I got my girl. It doesn't matter whether I got the password or not. I got Sakshi! Yipee!
But my hopes soon drown like the titanic as I see she is not looking at me but at Chem in a funny way and he is staring at her in the same way.
GOD NO! THIS CANNOT HAPPEN!
"Chem I have always liked you.",Sakshi says to him still looking at him gooey-eyed.
NO! IMPOSSIBLE! FRIGGING IMPOSSIBLE!
" Sakshi I like you too." Chem tells her intertwining his fingers in her.
DIE! YOU BACKSTABBING STINK ON THE NAME OF A FRIEND DIE! MAY YOUR TEETH ROT!
And so they went off hands in hands riding in the sunset leaving me like a used tissue which is used to used to clean snot from nose. Exhausted from the day,my birthday and cursing both of them I lay on the sidewalk tired to do anything. When Chucker came to me,"Hello boy! At least you are with me.",I say patting his head,"What you got there?", I say as I wrest the object from his mouth.
It takes me a whole minute to find my voice. Then I say ,"People are correct. Dogs are a man 's best friend."as I pat hi head with one hand.
And with the other hand I put the contents of the Dragon box in my pocket.
THE END
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