A/N: I wrote this because I was bored. I mean, really, REALLY bored. So don't read if you don't have a sense of humor. Or if you aren't random. I'm so weird. But yeah, it's about people being pushed off a building...but who's doing it? I dunno. Let's find out.

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My friend and I walked into a building. It was a building completely unknown. Poor building didn't have a name. I cried for 1 second. There. I'm all better.

"So," my friend said, "let's go to the 587th floor."

I shrugged. So went to the 587th floor. It was a long elevator ride. My hands were numb from pressing the buttons so much. The elevator was dumb and kept taking us to different floors.

Finally, we made it to the last floor. In a room were my enemies from my old school--the snobs. Priscilla, Isabel, Sarah, Jennifer, and Carolina. Carolina was the nice one. Sarah was less nice, but I could stand her. She loved to write. Like me. And Priscilla, Isabel, and Jennifer hated me because once I stepped on their feet.

But it was an accident. I swear.

"Omigod, like, look," stupid Priscilla said, "it's Melanie. The freaky, anti-social one."

I rolled my eyes and grabbed a car, that popped out of nowhere, and hurled it at Priscilla. She fell to the floor unconscious. Her head was bleeding. I dunno...was she dead? Oh, well. I started doing my funky chicken dance. Yeah, I hit a snob. Yay me!

The other girls squealed and went to Priscilla. My friend and I looked at each other. We did the tootsie roll and the suddenly, we saw Priscilla's body fall out the window. Omigod! Everyone rushed to see how that happened.

Priscilla was falling out the window. Wow...I never thought this day would come.

My friend and I looked at each other. We laughed.

"NO, PRISCILLA!" Isabel screamed. "COME BACK―"

She didn't finish because she ended up falling off the building, too. The remaining snobs looked at each other and started to scream. "LIKE, OMIGOD!!"

Suddenly, Sarah fell. Carolina and Jennifer started running around like headless chickens. Joan (my friend) and I looked at each other. We whispered nonsense to each other. I grabbed Jennifer and Joan grabbed Carolina and at the count of three, we pushed them off the building.

Yeah, it was us. Joan and I high-fived. Our job was done.

The End

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A/N: yay, it was us! -smiles stupidly- Feel free to tell me how stupid this was or how random me and/or my story is/are. It was purely a joke. Don’t take it seriously. Happy reading! -smiles stupidly again-