The Wrong Place, The Right Time

Lime Sherbet Punch! (Leon)

I almost got thrown off a bus today. Yup. Apparently, asking someone to move politely gets you picked up by your collar and tossed. I can't really say it didn't hurt, because hell it did. You ever accidentally tripped and landed on your backside? Yeah, that but a hundred times worse. It was like getting trampled over by a hundred zoo animals! (don't ask me why I know how that feels).

Never mind that, My new problem? I was being accused of something I definitely didn't do! (Maybe.) I would never ever steal twenty five donuts from the bakery and some other things while the owner was busy giving orders, I just so happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. And I couldn't get out because the police officer was standing at my only exit. Which left me with one option: run like never before. But what type of idiot would try to run from the police? ...

I did, as soon as he turned to get his notepad, I bolted. And I'm not saying I was fast; it was just the cop that was slow (extremely slow–this job ain't made for you, dude) because after a little over three minutes, I lost sight of him. I doubled over, lungs burning, trying to suck in air that wasn't there. "Ha! Serves you right for wasting my time-" My luck is just really rotten at this point because I just so happened to bump into one of my classmates from school. "WOAH dude, you okay?" he said as he steadied me, gently patting my back. "Leon, right?" he questioned with a friendly smile. "Yup, that's me alright..."

I sighed and thought for a moment...okay out of all the times I could have forgotten someone's name, it's now? I dug in my brain to just give up and ask him. "What's your name?" He looked at me dumbfounded, tilting his head to the side a bit. "You don't know my name-?""No. Now tell me your damn name." I crossed my arms. I was never the sociable type. "Calm down, Leonardo-" "EXCUSE ME!?" I spat at him angrily, I hated when people used my actual name. I'm a different person now, not that lame dude named Leonardo who used to skip class and all that stuff just for people's approval, I'm not that person anymore. And just as I was about to pounce on him, a girl with light brown hair and light green eyes appeared swiftly, and gracefully blocking me.

She was obviously the guy's sister or something because of how similar they looked. "Jeramy, what are you doing!?" she questioned with a groan, which I was glad for. I didn't think that dude would give me his name without a fight.
"Shut up, Leah!," he shouted in response.

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Hey, is it just me, or is watching siblings fight really entertaining? Because watching the two having a full-fledged cat fight out in the open was really amusing. To be honest, I almost forgot about going home, my parents probably thought I got kidnapped or something ,if I didn't get back home in the next few hours. Just as I was about to leave, the two siblings froze and turned to me. "POLICE!!" they shouted at the same time, as they ran from the scene they caused. I dashed alongside them because they were the reason why the police had showed up. Definitely not because they seem to know where they were going.

And as I slipped into the alleyway with them, I got a call from my cellphone. I quickly took my phone from my pocket and looked at the unknown caller ID. "Who the hell are you..?" I quickly silenced my phone, pissed off. "So-" I didn't get to finish what I was saying before a hand clamped over my mouth. "Stop talking! Are you trying to get us caught!?" Jeremy whisper-shouted. "You too you idiot!" His sister, Leah hissed. As the two siblings  started fighting again,  could they just stop? I was too busy trying not to make any noise as loud footsteps were coming closer. I quickly shushed them when the footsteps sounded a few blocks away.