(me and Miss Daisy collaborate write, some days. We call it collabowrite.)
It’s
getting bad, thought Joan, I’ve lost
all will and am having dreams about strange men and I like them. It’s time.
Snorting and giggling Natalie ran out of
the car and let her toes squish the wet sand. Her legs were freezing, but that’s
what you get for not wearing real pants. Laughing and spinning Joan screamed “I’m
only wearing spankies!” “So am I!” Natalie responded as they came closer and
closer to the water. Natalie stopped at the shore, hair already wet from the
pounding rain. “Remember how cold it was last time?” Joan’s eyes widened. “Uhh…yeah.”
James leapt in the water, and ran out. “It
hurts!” he said amongst the girl’s giggles. Joan waded in a little, “IT’S LIKE
KNIFES ON YOUR FEET!” she screamed, while making noises that sounded oddly like
a choking opera singer.
Will bounded out of the darkness in
nothing but basketball shorts, screaming. “When I jump in, you all have to
admit I’m the king of koalas, deal?” Then, without warning, he got in. “KING OF
THE KOALAS!” Joan and Natalie shouted in unison. James ran in after him. They
were all laughing, their grins bigger than the goosebumps surfacing on their
skin. Before they knew it, everyone was wet, both from the zero degree water
and the pounding rain.
Walking back to the car, covered in blankets,
they all claimed “it wasn’t even cold anymore.”
Joan threw her head back and let the rain
wash away her tears. Smearing her mascara with her blanket, she silently
thanked her lucky stars that she was here at this precise moment.
Natalie smirked. They all told her
swimming in the freezing rain was a stupid idea.
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