Paint ball
Me: *reads dare* smiles like a dork, OH STARLA, GHOST~!!
Both: *walk in*
Ghost: *crosses arms*
Starla: what's up
Me: *shows them dare*
Both: *smile*
Starla: they're screwed
Ghost: yeah they are
Me: GUYS!!!
Others: *walk in*
Jazzy: What's up?
Me: two words: paintball war!!
Rebel: shit
Swift: *looks at Death* will you speak at my funeral
Death: sure
Swift: thank you
Ghost: let's get started
DJ: you're really excited about this huh?
Starla: we get shoot all of you
M.C.: but you guys have best aim!!
Me: and?
Others: *groan*
Jazzy: let's get this over with
1 hour later
Everyone: *leaves shooting area* *Ghost, Starla, and I barley any paint* *others some paint* *Swift covered in most paint*
Swift: WHY DID EVERYONE AIM FOR ME?!?!
Everyone: *gives him "isn't it obvious" look*
Me: *smiling like a dork* that was fun
Jazzy: I can't you shot Rebel
Me: why?
Everyone but Rebel: *gives me a "really" look*
Rebel: *blushes slighty*
Me: I don't get it
Rebel: *puts hand on my shoulder* let's go this way *walks me to kitchen*
DJ: awwww, it was just getting good!!!😣😣😣
Starla: well I'm gonna wrap this up for RJ, bye!!
Others: bye
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