Last year in 8th grade I had Patrick Noyes spend the night at my house. We stayed up late and ate a lot of food, all the usual things but we finally fell asleep. But the next morning we got up and went to the community center.
We worked out for awhile then we played basketball it was a good time. But what Patrick didn’t know was that he made me angry the night before and I told him I would get him back but of course he forgot so I already had the upper hand. After awhile finally we got tired and we went to the locker room to take showers and get ready to go back to my house. So we get in the locker room Patrick told me to hold his clothes while he took his shower and right when he handed me his clothes it hit me that was my chance to get him back. That’s what I did I took his clothes and ran out of the locker room. I went over and played pool. About minutes later Patrick came stomping out of the locker room wrapped in a hand towel, he was pissed, when he got to me he said,” GIVE ME MY CLOTHES YOU SON OF A” well you know the rest I told him that I would give them to him but he decided to beat the living crap out of me anyway. But there is a moral to this story DO NOT MESS WITH PATRICK NOYES or you will be sorry.