Stories, Writing

Balloons

“Come on!” Jett took her hand and led her to the fence in front of the station. It was the only thing between them and the train. “This is going to be great,” he whispered to her as he helped her hop down the last bit of chain link. He swirled his hand around and a bucket appeared. He pulled something out of it and held it out for her to see.

“Water balloons?” Avery looked at Jett in confusion.

“Water balloons.” Jett nodded and handed her one. “Go ahead. Toss it!”

Avery didn’t know what he was so excited about. She shrugged and lobbed the balloon at the train car. It exploded and splattered bright purple onto the wall. She gasped and giggled. “I love it!”

“I thought you might.” Jett laughed and threw a balloon of his own.

Soon the side of the train was covered in colorful splashes that dripped down. It was a beautiful sight to see. They climbed back over the fence and stood back, admiring their work.

“It’s great!” Avery said.

“It is. Only one thing could be greater covered in paint tonight.”

“What?” Avery turned to look at him and found a balloon hurtling toward her. She tried to turn away but wasn’t quick enough. It thudded against her chest and sprayed blue all over her. She squealed at the impact.

Jett laughed as Avery wiped at her face. Then she swirled her hand and the bucket of balloons disappeared and reappeared in her hand. She returned fire and splattered Jett’s torso with yellow. He grunted and stumbled backward.

“Oh, it’s on, A!” He held his hands out and balloons appeared in them.

Avery screamed and ran as she threw balloons behind her. Jett threw them at her back. She reached the end of the platform and jumped to the grass. He pelted her with a few more colors as she ran to a tree for cover.

“Hey! You there! Freeze!” A voice sounded, interrupting their fun.

They instantly knew who it was. A police officer. Jett bolted to Avery and grabbed her waist. He transported them out before Avery could even think. They turned up in Avery’s room, which was empty. He slammed her into the wall with the momentum he’d built up. They both grunted.

“Phew!” Avery breathed out, holding onto his waist. “Good thing you’re fast.”

Jett laughed. “I don’t think we’d get any jail time for painting an already tagged train car. But I didn’t want to deal with the paperwork of it. Better to make a quick getaway.”

“And quick you were!” Avery looked up at him. “Thank you. That was fun. I had an amazing time.”

“Me too.” Jett moved her painted hair from her face and kissed her forehead.

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