*please note that this is a work of virtuous fiction. None of these case have actually happened in real liveliness, and this is more of a jocularity. Enjoy*

It was a decent day in June, a nice day to sit out in the sun with your friends and enjoy a assuredness drink.
For the 2 friends Tony and Sidney, it was Capri Sun for them.

They both sat on Tony 's porch, sipping their juice pouches. The air was thick with humidity and not to remark the awkward silence between the two attractive teens.

They did n't know what to say, they just sat there on his porch. They kept on sitting and sitting for about an hour.

'' Oh gosh, this is really awkward. What is even happening right now ? '' Sir Philip Sidney thought to herself. Tony was just staring into quad and it was a bit creepy.

She was taking a sip of her capri sun when Tony suddenly spoke.

'' Hey, there 's something cool in my basement. C-can I show you ? '' He said meekly. Sidney glanced towards his deal and noticed they were shaking a bit.

'' Um ... sure ? Let 's go. '' Sir Philip Sidney replied. Tony nodded and they both got up and headed interior of his house.

As Sir Philip Sidney walked behind Tony into his theatre, she got a bad fount of the chills. She was n't certain if it was just the AC or how weird Tony was acting.

He opened up his basement door and started down the step, motioning for Sidney to follow him.

She reluctantly followed him down into the dark basement, where she could hear the whir of the AC and all of the pipes from the mansion.

There was a individual bare twinkle lightbulb lighting up the elbow room. The paries were barren, and so were the floors. Sidney could smell the distinct feel of clay sculpture ... and something else.

She suddenly looked at Tony and noticed he was doing something in the corner with his back turned to her.

'' Tony.. what are you doing ? '' She asked in a small-scale voice.

He did n't answer, but turned around. She noticed he had a little white-hot fabric in his hand. She read enough tarradiddle to know that that was trichloromethane on the cloth.

'' Tony ! What the hell are you planning to do with that ? ! '' Sir Philip Sidney shrieked, backing up towards the step. He did n't resolve, but slowly walked towards her.

She had a bad notion about what was about to chance. Tony would definitely overcome her with his 5'9 skeletal system against her 5'3 one. Oh no. What was Sir Philip Sidney going to do ?

Sidney 's pith was pounding. This was just like one of those bad horrors movies she used to watch with Tony.

Without warning, he lunged at Sidney. She sidestepped his aggress and he flew into the wall behind her. Without a second thought, she raced up the basement steps. What was wrong with her friend ?

Her nervus made her fumble when she was opening the door, but she finally ripped the threshold open. She could take heed Tony getting up and groaning.

Without waiting around to see what he would do next, she ran through his house trying to escape.

She could hear Tony reach out the stop of the pace behind her, and she quickened her pace.

She reached his front door and shakily opened it as fast as she could. She could feel that Tony was pretty close.

With a tug, the doorway was open. She ran outside into the humid mood. She turned around and say Tony standing in the doorway.

'' It 's over, '' she thought to herself. `` he 'll never catch me now. ``

When he actually started running down the porch pace to her, she was definitely in electric shock. `` RUN ! '' She thought to herself.

Her first thought was to run across the route, so she did. Anything to make unnecessary herself from the psychotic she used to call her friend.

Without a second thought ( and without looking both elbow room ) Sir Philip Sidney ran across the black tar road and into her house that was conveniently across the street from his. She locked her front door and then looked out the window to see Tony about to cross the street.

She looks into the road and her bosom almost stopped. A Capri Sun delivery truck was literally about to hit the ( mentally unstable ) Tony ! !

There was n't anything Sidney could do in the following five seconds as she watched Tony 's body get hit by the truck.

It was like everything was suddenly in slow move. Tony 's trunk was launched across the road from the impact of the truck hitting him like a ragdoll, but the truck kept going.

The hand truck driver must induce been used to driving ion bumpy roads, so he probably just thought he ran over a branch or something.

The trucks wheels kept going over Tony 's consistence. His legs were crushed and there was blood line everywhere.

Sidney covered her lip with repulsion. But she could n't hold back the small belief of joy in her heart. She knew she was secure, and Tony would soon be gone.

He was writhing in painful sensation in the middle of the road, and Sidney was only watching. She was torn between letting him die and getting him medical help.

But on the other hand ... who knows what he would 've done to her if he had actually caught her. Sir Philip Sidney did n't even desire to believe about that ...

So she let him shed blood out in the middle of the road. After she saw him bar moving, she was still standing there, staring at his corpse from her sustenance room window.

Sooner or later, person would ram by their lonely street and see the stroke. But for now, it was just a secret for Sidney and Tony. A mystic for best acquaintance .