Everyone looked up
and Joshua started to swear. Then, as if a light bulb lighted up in his head,
his face brightened and ran to his house, which was right across the street
from mine. Taylor and Kaitlyn were still looking up, so I stayed with them. All
the sudden, Joshua's garage opens up with his Dad's car backing up at like, 50
miles per hour.
" Get in!"
he shouted and we easily complied as the people who were coming down with
parachutes started to shoot us.
Then Joshua gunned
it and we raced down the street, heading out of town. We hit several of the
guys who were coming down with the parachutes.
The first time that happened, Taylor and Kaitlyn both screamed, while I
gasped. Then the body went under the car. But I had recognized that face. Well
the face features. These weren't Arabic terrorists. That was a definite.
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Since the middle part
of the drive was rather boring, just hitting people and swerving around the enemies'
vehicles, and avoiding fires, I should probably tell you more about ourselves.
Kaitlyn is 15, Taylor
is 14, Joshua is 15 and was gonna turn 16 this weekend. I'm 14, the youngest of
the bunch, because I was a May baby. Taylor is a March. Yup. It kinda sucked being the youngest, but
hey, what the heck?
And no. It was not
legal for Joshua to be driving. But I think the police are a bit too busy for
that.
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