I was going home on friday, when I stopped at this church to ride my scooter for a while, when these seventh graders I know come by and start doing that prank where you pretend to be pulling a rope across the street in order to make cars stop. So I'm watching them for about five minutes when my friend, alex, walks by them and he's limping because he hurt his foot, and the sevies are giving him a hard time, so I go over and tell them not to hassle him and we walk up to the church and hang out for another five minutes, watching the sevies do their trick. Then it's time for alex to go and he starts walking home, and all of the seventh graders are gone, except one that's walking away from alex and yelling mean stuff at him. So there's this seventh grader, mouthing off to a high schooler, and alex drops his bag and starts walking over to the sevie, saying that he's gonna beat him up. As soon as the seventh grader hears this, he gets all scared, saying he was just messing around. He's asking me to help him by stopping alex from beating him up. So when alex gets over there, he starts laughing, and everyone (except for the seventh grader) starts laughing. We tell him that alex was just joking too, and wasn't gonna beat him up. So the kid walks home all scared. It was funny, but we felt bad about it afterward. oh well.
Sorry if that doesn't make sense, I feel kinda high. (I'm not though)