The next day we were ready. We had two cars, a bag of gummy bears, a package of Oreos, several containers of glitter, shoe polish, and “surrendering terms.” The gummy bears and Oreos were for the windows of the car. When you lick them and place them on glass, they are not only difficult to get off but leave a grease mark as well. The glitter was to sprinkle between the cracks of the door, so that when he opens it, the driver is showered in sparkly, colorful fun. In addition, the glitter was going to be placed near the windshield wipers so that when they were turned on, glitter would spray everywhere. The shoe polish and surrendering terms were just for kicks.
First, we went to David’s house. We taped the surrendering terms to his truck, stuck a few gummy bears on his window and in the ridges of the bed of his truck, and added some friendly shoe-polished words. Next, we headed off to Brad’s house. This was our surprise attack, the big bang. Brad didn’t know that Megan had actually found his house on Google Maps, so we were going out in full force.
Megan and Taryn put every Oreo and gummy bear we had on all the windows and the windshield, and shoved more into the bed of Brad’s truck. Alyssa transformed into the glitter fairy, while I covered any remaining window space with the white shoe polish. He would be cleaning his truck for weeks.
We left Brad’s truck a royal mess, speckled with glitter and gummy bears that shone in the moonlight. The next day, David and Brad met Alyssa and me in an Albertson’s parking lot. They surrendered, reluctantly shook our hands, and Brad cussed me out, claiming that he had to wash his car for the first time since he had gotten it.
I knew he was angry, but that didn’t keep us from dating a few months later. I was the only girl who fought back, and he loved me for it. As for Alyssa and David, they got back together for a short period of time, and though they aren’t together currently, there’s still a big enough flame there that she and I always have shoe polish ready.
Article comments
1 - Matthew T. Sussman
Has MySpace finally become overcrowded with banal, cookie-cutter stories of small town shenanigans? Is that why this article is here?
2 - Sarah Gray
I don't use MySpace, but thank you for your thoughts.
3 - Joanne Huspek
You two are dangerous. The sheer creativity displayed is frightening (i.e. I wish I'd have thought about it when I was your age.) I hope you don't have hopes of running for President. With Alyssa as Secretary of State, you'd be a force to contend with.
(P.S. Matthew, you didn't see any humor in this?)