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The $500.00 screw up By: Jordan P.

Your best friend is someone that sticks with you for life. The only problem is u have been friends for only a few months and you're not going to see them again until 7th grade and so you get together for a night. When you plan to stay up pretty late or even stay up all night. But depending on how you act the next day and how loud you are during the night, depends if you guys get spend the night at each others houses ever again. So my friend, Kati's mom has this extremely expensive vase with flowers in it. A dark shade a blue that glistens in the morning sun. So when you plan to spend the night at your friends house and you come over and come in and smell that sweet smell of chocolate chip cookies, you know by the expression on your friends face that those cookies will either lead to a disaster or mean nothing at all, and by the look on Kati's face I knew that this night would end in a mess.

You see, Kati is the kind of girl that likes to sneak around the house during the night and watch movies, play pranks on her parents and have a good laugh by taking food or tyeing chairs together in the dining room. Seeing the expression on her parents face was her ultimate favorite. It's the year of 4th grade and nothing seems more fun then playing pranks on your parents, and that is exactly what the two of us did. ... This scorching weather is driving me crazy! You have to have all the windows and the air conditioner turned on full blast you can't go outside for thirty seconds with out getting a brick red sun burn, and I could feel that sun burn setting in as I rolled down the window and stuck my hand out. I was already late to Kati's I didn't want to keep her waiting you know how it is in 4th grade, can never be late for anything. I adore Kati's condo, mostly because of that fantastic view of the mountains with the tip of them filled with specks of snow, and the beautiful pine trees that surround the mountains. That sight just looks like painting that jumped out at me in colors of all sorts and shapes. When we pulled into Kati's drive way and walked up to her condo and when the door opened that dreaded smell of cookies keeps coming back and the disaster sets in, from the moment I said goodbye to my dad.

I smelled that sweet smell of Papa Johns pizza and after dinner Kati and I were messing around acting like pizza delivery guys delivering pizza to each other all the way up till eight. After watching a few comedy movies it was about ten and we were still wide awake even after doing jumping jacks as quiet as we could around her room so the two of us wouldn't get in trouble by her mom. “Whew boy am I still awake.” Kati panted. “Shh don't wake your mom. Oh I know I feel like it's only noon! Is it just me or is it burning in here?” I replied with my last bit of breath, fanning my self.

A couple of hours later, Kati and I were starving halve to death even after chomping on tender chocolate chip cookies. But apparently after you have been up for more then twelve hours you start feeling a bit light headed and lopsided. So we started a crazy dance party with totally new moves like flipping you hair in circles while standing on one foot and singing the alphabet. The two of us have become totally unpredictable, you never know what might happen next when you are with us.

In addition to that crazy ball of new dance moves, Kati and I put our devious minds together to only come up with, playing pranks on Kati's condo. We started with invisible dental floss and tyeing the chairs together. Then putting saucers on the cookie tray and placing the cookies in a bag and hiding them in the counter. But before we traveled back to Kati's territory, we thought we should move her mom's precious treasure, her $500.00 vase that was stacked on a top of a bunch of old magazines and new papers. “Do you have it?” I inquired. “Yeah. Lets go before get caught!" She replied. She sounded as nervous as someone cracking a secret code for the most prized possession of anyone in the world. But Kati definitely wasn't as worried as I was, that's for sure. This was my first time at her condo and I didn't no it very well, I only had thirteen hours of experience. The only thing in the world I would have wished for in that exact moment was that I wasn't so clumsy and not so dizzy so that Kati could place the vase in it's original spot in the corner. … CRACK! SLAM!

"Uh oh!" Kati and I whispered. "Busted" we said again. You could only think of unending torture we were to be given. We dashed off to her room were under the covers and trying to think up an excuse for her mom to soon find her shattered treasure on the floor, begging for mercy. We woke up to the click of a door shutting and a scream of anger.

"YOU TOO!! YOU TOO ARE IN A HEAP OF TROUBLE!!!!!!! MY VASE!!! IS GONE!!! AND THE CORNER OF THE ROOM IS MORE WET THEN A LAKE!!!!!! YOU TWO OH MAN!! YOU TOO ARE GOING TO SPEND THE REST OF YOUR SUNDAY!” Kati's mother panted and grasped for air.

“YOU ARE GOING TO CLEAN MY DARK, TERRIFING, DIASASTER... NONE OTHER THEN MY ROOM!!!!! MAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!! HEHEHEHEHEHHE MAN YOU TWO!!!" Kati's mom was oozing with anger. Kati's mom did have one thing right that's for sure. What a mess! They did just move in the though, so I don't blame them. If ask me it was the perfect punishment, dark, horrifying, breath taking, you get the idea.

Now I know that maybe it isn't so bad to stay up late during the weekend with your friend but I can just say one thing, that was one moment I will never forget. Not because Kati and I broke a vase, but all the fun we had that night. Learning to trust each other all the way through, and breaking a record and staying to 5:18 in the morning, all night.