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"Wow! It’s pouring out! Hey Nikki, do you have an umbrella?" Aya asked turning to face her friend.
"No, sorry." She replied shaking her head causing her long, red hair to wave from side to side. "It looks like we’re stuck here until the rain dies down."
School had just ended and unlike Nikki, Aya would rather be miles away right now. The two met 3 years ago, in 3rd grade, and have been friends ever since. Nikki is known for her height, friendliness, and a somewhat responsible personality; whereas Aya is known for her laziness and optimistic personality. Aya opened her mouth to say something but she was drowned out by thunder.
"How long do you think it’s going to last?" asked a voice from behind them. They turned to see a girl, about their age, looking back at them with a smile. "I heard there might be a storm heading our way." She continued on when neither Nikki nor Aya replied.
"A storm?!" Nikki exclaimed now worried.
"Relax, there’s not going to be a storm." Aya said trying to comfort Nikki but it didn’t seem to be working. She then turned to the other girl. "Who are you? You look familiar."
"We’re in the same class. I’m Ria, don’t worry about introducing yourselves I know who you two are." She replied still smiling.
"Uh…ok then." Aya paused for a moment and then asked, "Why don’t we do something to pass the time?"
"Like what?"
"How about telling scary stories?"
"I don’t know any."
Aya looked at Ria surprised. "Are you serious?!"
She nodded in response.
"Well I guess it’s up to me then. Gather around and if you get too scared just cover your ears."
"Once upon a time on one of the Hawaiian Islands there lived a boy named Akeni and a girl named Kaloku. The two loved each other very much but because of their families hating each other they couldn’t be toge--"This sounds like Romeo and Juliet, only a Hawaiian version." Ria said cutting in.
"Although," Aya continued, as if the outburst never happened, "once a week the two were able to find ways around their families to be able to meet. They would meet under a palm tree with their names engraved in it. One night Akeni got down on one knee and asked Kaloku, ‘Will you marry me?’
‘But how would we be together?’ She asked.
‘We can run away.’
‘Where exactly would we run away too? If you haven’t noticed already we’re on an island.’
‘Ok fine. We’ll sail away.’
Kaloku didn’t answer. She needed more time to think about this.
‘Meet me back here next week with your answer.’ He said to her as he got up to leave.
One week later they met under the tree. Kaloku, after thinking it through, took a deep breath and said ‘Yes.’ Akeni was so happy, he couldn’t speak, and there were two particular reasons to this: one, he’d now be with Kaloku forever, and two, he had already made preparations for them and was relieved that it wasn’t a waste of money. They leaned in to kiss each other when all of a sudden a coconut from the top of the palm tree came lose. It fell and hit Kaloku’s head killing her in under a minute. It is said that to this day her spirit wonders the world carrying a coconut and looking for unexpected couples to drop it on. Each year on average 150 people end up dying from her. About 40 of those people weren’t even around tropical or coconuted areas when they died."
"Coconuted isn’t a word and that wasn’t even scary." Ria looked at Nikki for support. "Right?" But Nikki was on the floor crying. "You made her cry!" Ria exclaimed looking back at Aya.
"Aw, was it that sad Nikki?"
"No." She replied.
"Then why are you crying?"
"It’s just…you’re so stupid." By then Aya and Ria noticed she wasn’t crying from sadness but from laughter. As usual Aya took this offensively not knowing it was a joke.
"Oh yeah, well," She paused thinking thoughtfully about her next choice of words. "Your mom is successful!”
"What kind of insult is that?" Ria asked.
"It’s the same as when people say ‘Your mom goes to college’." For some reason Aya seemed proud of herself and both, Nikki and Ria, decided to let her win this one. After all the rain had stopped and they could all go home now.
Salynn J.
And Hollie B. for “Your mom’s successful”
This was a picture that illustrates this story pretty well. I did this with my room mate for our COLLEGE Biology Class ;]
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I never understood why people used to say "Your mom goes to college" as an insult.
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But then again, Washington is weird when it comes to slang....especially my part [I live in the ghettos].
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Friend: "That dog is so cute!"
Me: "Your face is so cute! BURNNNNN!!!"
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Or I do, "Your mum..."
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