Trish! The Puny Challenger!
Her hazel eyes flickered in excitement as she whispered threatenigly.
"Three words Trish. Bring. It. On."
Stepping back with an amused smirk on my face, I crossed my arms behind my back and felt the round shape appear in my fists.
"You're going to regret it big time Danni cause you're going down."
Without thinking twice, I threw the object in my hands right at her then broke into a fit of laughter by the looks of her. Her hair was dripping with yolk and the disgusting gooey contents of a raw egg. She stared at me coldly through her wet brown strands of hair as her hands formed into fists.
"Awwh, is someone getting angwy?" I teased her in a baby voice.
Big mistake. The next thing I knew, I was being bombarded with god knows what. I started running away from her, not turning back to look at her. Being the fast runner I am, I was sure I was a fair distance away from her, and that's when I slipped and fell over on my back.
Great, she was going to come here any minute and with an advantage on beating me up. But that was never going to happen...ever...