Chapter 2:
Me and Michael ran back to Neverland. We always enjoyed playing SuperSoakers, we would play for hours on end. We got to the Neverland gates and Michael stopped at them and held onto the railings to catch his breath.
"I can't wait for this!" I smiled. I also stopped running and stood next to Michael.
"Neither can I!" Michael giggled, before letting go of the railing and smiling at me to give me the indication we could carry on running. We got to the house and rushed to Michael's room to grab the SuperSoakers. Michael grabbed his first and made a run for the sink to fill his gun up. I wasn't far behind and we both filled our guns up. Michael splashed my face there and then by the sink.
"Michael that's not fair! I wasn't ready yet!" I giggled, wiping the water from my face with my sleeve. Michael giggled playfully and we ran outside. I was the first to aim and fire, and hit Michael in the chest. He squealed in shock and attempted to fire back, but I dodged out the way and ran towards a statue that was outside. Michael saw me and ran after me. I hid behind the statue and Michael aimed and fired again. But because the statue was in the way, I wasn't hit and Michael ran towards the statue. I ran the opposite way and it took Michael a little while to realise I wasn't behind the statue any more, and he ran into the statue and nearly knocked it over. He then turned around and caught sight of me running and chased after me. He aimed again and hit my back.
"ARGHH!" I cried in shock. Then I stopped where I was and sat down. By this time we were just outside Michael's home and I sat on the steps. Michael caught up to me and sat next to me.
"You had fun Becky?" He asked me.
"Yeah, I did. So now what?" I asked with a smile. Michael looked ahead. He was thinking hard. Then he turned back to me.
"Not long til your birthday." Michael smiled, "Then you'll be 15. Third year of being a teenager." He added. I looked at him.
"Sure will be. And your birthday is also near.." I started saying, "Then you'll be.." I continued, before Michael interrupted me, "I'll be another year older, yes.." He said. I knew he had interrupted me so I wouldn't say his age but I did anyway.
"You'll be 31!" I giggled. Michael playfully slapped my arm.
"Yes thank you for clarifying that Becky.." He giggled and winked at me. He tucked his black curls back behind his ears and stood up.
"Let's go inside." He smiled. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up so I was standing too. We walked back inside the building.
Me and Michael ran back to Neverland. We always enjoyed playing SuperSoakers, we would play for hours on end. We got to the Neverland gates and Michael stopped at them and held onto the railings to catch his breath.
"I can't wait for this!" I smiled. I also stopped running and stood next to Michael.
"Neither can I!" Michael giggled, before letting go of the railing and smiling at me to give me the indication we could carry on running. We got to the house and rushed to Michael's room to grab the SuperSoakers. Michael grabbed his first and made a run for the sink to fill his gun up. I wasn't far behind and we both filled our guns up. Michael splashed my face there and then by the sink.
"Michael that's not fair! I wasn't ready yet!" I giggled, wiping the water from my face with my sleeve. Michael giggled playfully and we ran outside. I was the first to aim and fire, and hit Michael in the chest. He squealed in shock and attempted to fire back, but I dodged out the way and ran towards a statue that was outside. Michael saw me and ran after me. I hid behind the statue and Michael aimed and fired again. But because the statue was in the way, I wasn't hit and Michael ran towards the statue. I ran the opposite way and it took Michael a little while to realise I wasn't behind the statue any more, and he ran into the statue and nearly knocked it over. He then turned around and caught sight of me running and chased after me. He aimed again and hit my back.
"ARGHH!" I cried in shock. Then I stopped where I was and sat down. By this time we were just outside Michael's home and I sat on the steps. Michael caught up to me and sat next to me.
"You had fun Becky?" He asked me.
"Yeah, I did. So now what?" I asked with a smile. Michael looked ahead. He was thinking hard. Then he turned back to me.
"Not long til your birthday." Michael smiled, "Then you'll be 15. Third year of being a teenager." He added. I looked at him.
"Sure will be. And your birthday is also near.." I started saying, "Then you'll be.." I continued, before Michael interrupted me, "I'll be another year older, yes.." He said. I knew he had interrupted me so I wouldn't say his age but I did anyway.
"You'll be 31!" I giggled. Michael playfully slapped my arm.
"Yes thank you for clarifying that Becky.." He giggled and winked at me. He tucked his black curls back behind his ears and stood up.
"Let's go inside." He smiled. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up so I was standing too. We walked back inside the building.
