They cheered happily, clapping and bouncing in their seats like little girls.
“I’ll tell you where to go. Now drive, baby, drive!” Kara cheered.
It was past midnight, and the streets were uncannily quiet. The streetlights cast an eerie glow on the road where the trees stood like sentries. The windows of the car were rolled down, and the air caressed my face and hair like a lover’s touch. I shivered. It was getting chilly, and I needed to pee.
“Don’t park in front of his house, okay?” Beth whispered eagerly.
I parked five houses down from Cameron’s house. Were we really doing this?
“We could get arrested for this,” I warned.
“It would be worth it!” Kara snapped off her seat belt and scooted forward, lodging herself between the front seats.
“Why don’t you look for dog shit and put that in his mailbox too?” I suggested sarcastically.
“Shit, Ver,” Kara exclaimed. “I always knew you were a smart cookie.”
“Oh God,” I groaned. I didn’t think she would take me seriously. I should have known better.
“Damn right,” Beth agreed, patting my shoulder. “That was a Shakespeare moment right there. Wait, no. I meant Einstein. Einstein moment. Genius, Ver. You are now officially a goddess in my two fucked-up eyes.”
I laughed. We all got out of the car and linked arms as we walked, both girls f
lanking me since I was the sober, steady one.
“You lookin’ for dog shit there, Beth?” Kara asked. “Keep your fucked-up eyes open.”
“My fucked-up eyes can’t get wider than this, baby. I am looking for shit. My eyes are a shit telescope. I can spot shit a mile away.”
We were giggling, the sound ringing harshly in the quiet. Suddenly, Kara wrenched her arm away. She was half walking, half running like a penguin, her legs comically squeezed together. She crouched between two cars, spreading her skirt. And then…
“Kar! Are you taking a piss on the road?” Beth asked right before she started laughing maniacally. “She’s pissing on the road!” She guffawed, pointing at still-crouching Kara.
“Hey, guys, do you have any toilet paper with you?” Kara grinned like a lunatic.
We were making such a ruckus that it took a minute for me to realize something was wrong. Something didn’t sound nice. The hair on the back of my neck pricked up as I slowly, painfully turned around.
Oh, my freaking corpse in a casket, there was an angry dog a few feet away, growling and glaring at us like we were his next meal.
“Ah, guys,” I whispered quietly, shaking in my shoes.
“I see it,” Beth hissed. “You guys climb on top of the cars. That fucker can’t climb.”
“Kara, get the hell up!” I hissed as I slowly followed Beth and jumped on top of a car.
Kara was still squatting, now frozen in fear.
“Kar, wake the fuck up and climb on the car!” I yelled loudly now, unable to keep myself from cursing.
But she wasn’t listening. I screamed in horror as she jumped up and ran up the street. The huge dog sped past us, barking and growling like a sinister monster from hell after Kara’s feet or legs or hands…or soul.
I jumped off the car and ran as fast as I could to stop the canine from eating Kara. How the hell I was going to do that, I had no clue. I looked around, searching for a weapon, and spotted an orange toy truck on someone’s front lawn. I made a run for it, grabbed it, and ran as fast as I could to catch up to them. My heart lodged in my throat when I saw Kara jump over a fence, her foot getting caught between the slats. She landed face-first on the grass on the other side of the fence.
“Kar!” I shouted.
The dog kept barking and growling for a few moments before it finally gave up and ran away. My knees felt like overcooked noodles, and I fell to the ground. I heard Kara let out a whoop, still facedown in the grass. When I spotted the orange toy truck in my hand, I started laughing like a lunatic.
“Let’s go get hammered tonight, bitches!” Beth yelled behind me.