'No sudden movements, Allie.'
I turned and found my brother with his gun held high. He smirked at me, an evil glint in his eye. His finger was dangerously close to the trigger.
'Parker, you don't have to do this.' I said, slowly putting my hands in the air.
He laughed - an evil mad scientist laugh - and held onto his gun tighter. 'Says who?'
'Me?' I replied, hoping it would be a good enough answer for him. Just as I had thought, it wasn't.
'I'm sorry, Allie.' He pressed the trigger.
I screamed. My hands leaped in front of my face instinctively. I shuddered as the cold water hit me, soaking my clothes and my hair. I groaned.
'Parker Fynn, I am going to get you for this!' I yelled, grabbing my water gun from where I'd dropped it earlier while I was trying to get away from Parker. I straightened and pointed the gun at him, but he was already running.
'Tris, I got her! Allie's out!' He whooped, pumping his water gun in the air. I laughed and ran after him.
Even though Parker's 20 years old and a year older than me, he definitely doesn't act his age. He's a 5 year old trapped in an adult's body. He's a Peter Pan. Growing up with him made me a Peter Pan too. Our childhood mostly consisted of playing pranks on our friends, getting into trouble, and watching our parents try to hold their laughter in as our principal complained about us. We were partners in crime, along with Tris. We got in and out of trouble together. We were the Class Clowns, the neighbourhood pranksters.
Which explains why we're here at the park, playing a game we like to call The Water Games. Three tributes, but only one can survive.
Up until now, I always used to win. But this time, Parker stole the title from me. He's going to pay.
I slowed down as I reached my best friend, Tris. Beatrice Hayden has been my best friend since the Kindergarten incident, when I'd replaced her cushion with a whoopee cushion and she'd gotten revenge on me by replacing my food with clay. Even though I had to spend one night at the hospital, I knew I'd found my best friend. And I was right. Tris is my soul mate, along with Parker.
Tris and Parker have been going out since last year. I know that's weird, but I don't mind it one bit. Except when they get all lovey dovey in front of me. Then I get really annoyed, and they know it too. So they try to annoy me as much as they can.
I stood next to Tris and took a deep breath, enjoying the nice, fresh air and the blue sky. Parker had his arm around Tris and a triumphant smirk on his face. I tried to ignore him.
Tris and Parker have the perfect relationship. They're made for each other, and everybody knows it. Parker can be sensitive when he has to be, and Tris is naturally immature. They even look good together. As much as I hate to admit it, Parker used to be the High School heartthrob, with his messy blonde hair, childish blue eyes and annoying sense of humour. Tris has wavy black hair that defines perfection, stormy grey eyes and an equally annoying sense of humour.
Unfortunately, I'm currently a single pringle.
'Hey, Allie!' Tris grinned at me. 'You're a bit wet, love.' She pointed at my t-shirt, which was soaking wet.
'Yeah, just a bit.' I grabbed a towel from my backpack and started drying my hair. 'When did you get squirted out?'
She blushed and waved her hand dismissively. 'Oh, just a few minutes ago.'
I raised my eyebrows at her. She sighed. 'Fine. I got squirted out as soon as the game started.'
She glared at Parker. 'And it's all your fault!'
'What did I do?' He asked, batting his eyelashes innocently.
'Right after the game started, you came and begged for a good-luck kiss. And then you squirted at me while I was kissing you!'
'But it was a bloody good kiss, wasn't it?' Parker asked, wriggling his eyebrows.
'That's not the point!' Tris argued.
I shook my head incredulously. 'God, you're so dumb, Tris. Don't you know that after a game starts, whatever your opponent does is suspicious? See, this is why I don't date.'
'No, no, Allie.' Tris said, as I shook my hair out and threw the towel into my backpack. 'You're too busy to date, being a straight A student and all.'
I snorted. 'Oh, please. I have more free time than you two.'
'Then why don't you have a boyfriend yet? I mean, have you looked at yourself? You're so gorgeous!'
'I'm not gorgeous!' I snapped. 'And besides, I don't want anyone to fall in love with me just because I'm pretty. I want him to love me for my personality.'
'Then you're definitely going to die alone.' Parker smirked. I smacked his arm.
'I'm hungry!' I whined.
'Me too!' Tris complained. We looked at Parker, giving him our famous puppy dog eyes.
He tried to look away, but eventually gave up. 'Fine. Nandos?'
'Perfect!' I cheered, doing my happy dance.
'Just like you, love.' Tris whispered to Parker, just loud enough for me to hear too. They kissed, and I groaned.
Tris pulled away and laughed. 'Well, come on, you.'
She pulled me with her, and Parker pushed me from behind. I laughed and put an arm around both of them. We walked to Nandos together. I felt great.
I feel so good when I'm with them. I guess the saying is true - Those who mind don't matter, and those who don't mind matter.