Fake dating, Mason Thames

#005

"A hundred people could easily handle one gorilla!" Amelia exclaimed

We were just discussing on our daily walk to school who'd win in a fight between a hundred people and a gorilla. She'd had this idea all yesterday afternoon, only to voice it and discuss it now. Although we made it look more like an argument than a discussion, we shared our thoughts on some parts of the topic

"It's a hundred random people, right?" I asked, and she nodded. "That means that these people can be of any age and any gender"

"Let's say at least 15-20 of them are between 0 and 14 years old. They would not be able to beat up a gorilla. The stress and pressure would just be too much for them as they'd be no help and, if I may say so, easy targets," I explained

"But there must be at least one person who comes up with a good plan and forms groups to attack the gorilla at different times," Amelia argued. "The kids could distract the gorilla while the braver people attack it because it's busy doing something else."

"But as I said, the pressure and stress would be too much for people to think straight. Some would just be too weak, and there would definitely be some who'd back out at the last second out of fear. Not to mention those who've already given up and resigned themselves to the fact that they're at the end of their lives," I explained

Amelia was about to repeat her train of thought when she was interrupted by heavy footsteps coming from behind. We exchanged glances before turning around, but it was too late because the person had already caught up with us and put a hand on my shoulder to take a breather from the fast walking

"Mason!" Amelia called out, fixing her hair. "How are you?"

"What happened to you and why are you even here?" I asked, frowning

"Well, I was waiting for you and woke your mother in the process," he said disappointedly, still breathing heavily, so I slowed my pace,

"She thought I was the postman, but when I asked for you, she got a shock. She didn't understand why the postman was asking for her daughter so she started questioning me until I told her I was your friend from school," he whined

I laughed at his face while Amelia remained rigid, not understanding what had just happened. In seconds, she switched her gaze back and forth between me and Mason, hoping to get more information from us

"What were you two talking about before I came here?" he asked

"That's not so important right now. Tell me, why were you waiting for Olivia?" Asked Amelia

"Oh, um, I don't know," he shrugged and took his hand off my shoulder

"You don't know?" I teased

"I thought we could go to school together, why not?" he defended himself

Amelia nodded suspiciously, deciding not to ask any more questions in case she found out something she didn't want to hear. Instead, she continued talking about the discussion we were having

"There must be at least one person who can think under great pressure," she began. "She could probably find rocks somewhere on the ground and throw them at the gorilla, run away and repeat the whole process until he gets tired, then attack him. Mason, what do you think?"

"I think a hundred people could easily handle one gorilla, no doubt about it," he said confidently

"Like I said!" Amelia squeaked

"Don't get cocky," I said

"I understand that, but if there are a hundred people, it's not a coincidence. That means all ages and genders. Some may be too young, weak, scared, old and even mentally or physically ill. Imagine having a two-year-old child who's unable to do anything and someone tries to come to their aid. Basically, they're sacrificing themselves for the baby, which is pointless," I said