“Zac Efron! He’s so sexy!” screamed Erin.
“Please, must you lower yourself while I’m in the room? You’ve already shamed yourself by purchasing this god- forsaken movie.”
As the cast of High School Musical just finished up some musical nonsense featuring people dribbling basketballs, Reid sat amazed at the compendium of absurd programming that lay before him. After a tough night of band practice, the last thing he needed was the wailing of a banshee.
“Just because you hate life…” Erin started to say as her attention was stolen by a fearsome presence.
A man, clothed in a red and black jester costume, stood on the back porch and stared at the two students through a large window. His large gloved hand burst through the window and the rest of his body followed.
Reid and Erin jumped off the couch and sprinted towards the front door.
Erin threw open the front door and they poured into the front lawn. They continued running towards the neighbor’s house.