Ruby//J.D

The Good In Being Bad

"Okay, so what do we need?" Josh asked pushing the cart. I was sitting in the cart with a list of items I wrote down on a napkin in Tyler's car.

"Um, silly string, popsicles, Nutella, plastic spoons, gummies, t.p, stickers, hairspray, and post it notes... like a lot of post it notes." I said reading off the smudged napkin.

"Why do we need all of these things?" Tyler asked skipping next to the cart.

"Well, half of them are for us to eat, and the rest are for... purposes." I added.

"Good enough for me," Tyler smiled, "It's good to hear you talking. You have a nice voice." I looked up at Tyler.

"Thanks, I like your voice too." I said.

Before we left target, I asked the cashier to take our picture.

•-•

"Okay, now what?" Josh asked as we got in the car.

"Well, you know that old dude that lives on Lincoln Avenue?" I asked.
"Oh, old man porter? I hate that guy. I picked a dandelion that was on his yard when I was seven and he yelled at me." Tyler said.

"Yes, him. The other day he threw rocks at me for stepping on one of his flowers on accident," josh laughed, "anyways, I would like to give him a gift from the heart for that wonderful experience." I took the stickers out of the target bag.

"I believe his mailbox is a little too dull. Don't you think?" I looked at Tyler in the rear view mirror. He has this mischievous smile, I liked it.

Josh had this flare in his eyes, but he wasn't quite there.

"Are you sure? Wouldn't we get in trouble?" I rolled my eyes. "Not unless we're quiet." I sassed.

"But what if we do get in trouble?" Josh was a coward and we all could tell, but that doesn't mean we couldn't change that.

"But what if we don't." I said back. He sat back defeated.

"You have to live sometimes, josh. Even if it means getting in trouble." I said as if it was such a bad thing.

"I'm not so sure about this, guys." He added rubbing the back of his neck.

"Fine. Then you could be the getaway driver." I said having some sympathy.

"Okay, I'll do that." I patted his shoulder.

"We're here." Tyler parked across the street and turned off the ignition.

"Which stickers? Monster trucks? Or Lisa Frank? Or possibly both?" I asked opening the packages.

"Both!" Josh said. "Shh." I said back.

"Oh, sorry. Both." He whispered. I smiled and winked. I opened the car door and got out.

I put my hair in a pony tail and waited for Tyler to join. "Okay, so be ready to leave at any time. Be aware of everything. Okay, josh?" I said while looking at him.

"Yeah, I got it. I'm not eleven." I rolled my eyes and walked towards the mailbox.

Tyler and I covered the whole thing in stickers. I sprayed hair spray on it to make it sticky.

"Hey, could you get the silly string?" I asked Tyler. "Sure." Once I got it I sprayed R.J on the side of it.

Tyler followed and sprayed T.J on the opposite side.

I walked towards the flowers and covered them in silly string. Every single flower.

My hands were still slippery from the hairspray and so the silly string fell from my hand, making a loud ting.