couldn’t wipe the grin off my face. This was going to be disgusting. It’d be awesome. I pounded his dash again. “Hurry. I know their running path. We can ambush them behind Quickie’s.”
“They? What?” Ethan threw me a scowl as he turned onto the highway. “Who’s with him?”
“Sam.” I pointed at the station. “Don’t miss the road. It’s tiny. We can pull in and head north. Sam loves running here.”
“We’re bombing your brother’s girlfriend too? If she slips and hurts her ankle, your brother will have our asses.”
I waved that off. “She’ll be fine. Sam’s tougher than you think.”
He edged the car forward and moved past the gas station. The road narrowed dramatically as it started up the hill. When Ethan slowed down, as if he couldn’t go further, I shook my head. “We can go higher.”
“If my car rolls and crashes, you’re paying for it.”
“Yeah, yeah. It won’t roll. Keep going.”
He growled, but went further. “You wake me up with a text that says, ‘get your ass over here, we’re pranking.’ You didn’t tell me what the plan was. You didn’t tell who it was against and now you’re putting my baby on a very risky incline. Cars have rolled down this hill, Logan. If we do, our deaths are on you.”
“Shit. I don’t remember you being such a pansy in the morning.”
“Only with you.” He glared and gripped the steering wheel tighter. “You’re the only person who puts me in situations like this.”
I shrugged. “Calm down.”
“Logan.”
I laughed and signaled to the road. “You can park. They’ll be running below us in a little bit.”
“You sure they’re going down this path? Doesn’t Sam mix up her trails all the time?”
“I’m sure.” Getting out and grabbing the bag, I told him, “I asked her last night where she was running.”
“And she told you?”
“I’ve never pranked her before. She didn’t know not to tell me.”
Ethan fell in line with me as we went further up the hill, until I found a cover good enough for us. He yawned and rubbed at his eyes. “It’s too early for this. It’s going to be a high-speed chase when Mason spots us.”
“We have a car. He doesn’t.” We knelt down and I slugged his arm. “We’ll be fine.”
“Until later,” he muttered, and hunched down. Then we waited.
We didn’t have to wait long. Mason and Sam’s heads poked over a hill in the distance within a few minutes. We saw them long before they were beneath us. When they got closer, Ethan reached for a balloon. I held a finger up for him to wait. I wanted to them go past. It was better whenever you could hit ‘em from behind. One more second. Then I grinned. They were prime targets now. Gripping a milk balloon in my hand, I stood and launched it. Ethan threw his and I whistled, sounding like bomb falling. Just before mine hit Mason, I made the sound of an explosion and grabbed another.
Mine hit its target. Ethan missed Sam.
“What the fuck?”
I laughed at Sam’s statement. Mason didn’t react. He just dove for cover. Sam was trying to find where we were. With a smirk, I stood again and launched another one. She yelled, “Logan! I’m going to kill you.”
“Gotta catch me first!” I yelled and let loose three in a row. Two soared right where Mason was hiding. The other one hit her smack on the head.
Ethan doubled over in laughter, but was throwing right along with me. We only had a few left when I heard him grunt next to me, “Oh shit.”
Seeing that he was looking behind us, I turned, but it was too late. Mason was right there. He threw his arms around my waist and tackled me. When I went down, he twisted at the waist and caught Ethan’s foot before he could run off. Ethan hit the ground hard and Mason snaked an arm in the bag, grabbed a balloon, and smashed it over Ethan’s head.
I hit Mason with my own and flipped my legs over my head, standing in one smooth motion. Mason’s head was dripping in water and milk. He
“They? What?” Ethan threw me a scowl as he turned onto the highway. “Who’s with him?”
“Sam.” I pointed at the station. “Don’t miss the road. It’s tiny. We can pull in and head north. Sam loves running here.”
“We’re bombing your brother’s girlfriend too? If she slips and hurts her ankle, your brother will have our asses.”
I waved that off. “She’ll be fine. Sam’s tougher than you think.”
He edged the car forward and moved past the gas station. The road narrowed dramatically as it started up the hill. When Ethan slowed down, as if he couldn’t go further, I shook my head. “We can go higher.”
“If my car rolls and crashes, you’re paying for it.”
“Yeah, yeah. It won’t roll. Keep going.”
He growled, but went further. “You wake me up with a text that says, ‘get your ass over here, we’re pranking.’ You didn’t tell me what the plan was. You didn’t tell who it was against and now you’re putting my baby on a very risky incline. Cars have rolled down this hill, Logan. If we do, our deaths are on you.”
“Shit. I don’t remember you being such a pansy in the morning.”
“Only with you.” He glared and gripped the steering wheel tighter. “You’re the only person who puts me in situations like this.”
I shrugged. “Calm down.”
“Logan.”
I laughed and signaled to the road. “You can park. They’ll be running below us in a little bit.”
“You sure they’re going down this path? Doesn’t Sam mix up her trails all the time?”
“I’m sure.” Getting out and grabbing the bag, I told him, “I asked her last night where she was running.”
“And she told you?”
“I’ve never pranked her before. She didn’t know not to tell me.”
Ethan fell in line with me as we went further up the hill, until I found a cover good enough for us. He yawned and rubbed at his eyes. “It’s too early for this. It’s going to be a high-speed chase when Mason spots us.”
“We have a car. He doesn’t.” We knelt down and I slugged his arm. “We’ll be fine.”
“Until later,” he muttered, and hunched down. Then we waited.
We didn’t have to wait long. Mason and Sam’s heads poked over a hill in the distance within a few minutes. We saw them long before they were beneath us. When they got closer, Ethan reached for a balloon. I held a finger up for him to wait. I wanted to them go past. It was better whenever you could hit ‘em from behind. One more second. Then I grinned. They were prime targets now. Gripping a milk balloon in my hand, I stood and launched it. Ethan threw his and I whistled, sounding like bomb falling. Just before mine hit Mason, I made the sound of an explosion and grabbed another.
Mine hit its target. Ethan missed Sam.
“What the fuck?”
I laughed at Sam’s statement. Mason didn’t react. He just dove for cover. Sam was trying to find where we were. With a smirk, I stood again and launched another one. She yelled, “Logan! I’m going to kill you.”
“Gotta catch me first!” I yelled and let loose three in a row. Two soared right where Mason was hiding. The other one hit her smack on the head.
Ethan doubled over in laughter, but was throwing right along with me. We only had a few left when I heard him grunt next to me, “Oh shit.”
Seeing that he was looking behind us, I turned, but it was too late. Mason was right there. He threw his arms around my waist and tackled me. When I went down, he twisted at the waist and caught Ethan’s foot before he could run off. Ethan hit the ground hard and Mason snaked an arm in the bag, grabbed a balloon, and smashed it over Ethan’s head.
I hit Mason with my own and flipped my legs over my head, standing in one smooth motion. Mason’s head was dripping in water and milk. He
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