“What’s your favorite kind of weapon?” Frankie asked. Boys. I rolled my eyes.

“Hmm….shotgun?” Cody and Kyle said in unison. They are the cute twins who do everything together. Everything. They always say the same thing at the same time.

“I’m pretty good with a bow and arrow!” Troy is so stupid I thought. He seemed to notice. “What?”

“Kind of outta date isn’t it?” My words were sharper than I meant. I cleared my throat.

“Well, what would you use?” Troy was mad. Really mad.

“A knife. Knives are user friendly. You can go in, up, around. Ever carved a pumpkin? I would do just that.” A sinister grin crept across my face.

The twins started laughing. “No wonder the girls don’t hang out with you! And you’ll never get a boyfriend like that!”

“Sorry for being a girl who hates make-up and nailpolish and all those other pointless things! Shooting people on video games is much more fun.” Then I made my pouty face. I know they love me.