Drive Fast or Die Slow

Chapter Six;

Kirsten’s P.O.V

“Oh mein gott, sind sie in ordnung?” The guy with the poofiest black hair I have ever seen.

“Oh shit, what did he say Kirst!” Kenz yelled at me.

“I dunno! Wait, I wonder if this will work…” I said, raking my mind for something German.

“Hurry up!” Kenzie called out loudly.

“Ich nicht sprechen Deutsch.” I said, and then looked at Kenzie for approval.

“I don’t know!” She shrugged, just as confused as I was.

“Oh god, we are so screwed!” I yelled and stomped my foot on the ground. Soon after the guy with the black hair appeared a completely different guy appeared, and my heart started beating a little quicker.

He was tall, and his hair was a sandy blonde, and it was in dreads. I looked into his chocolate eyes, and I almost melted from where I stood.

“Was ist am Billa geht?” The dreadlock boy said.

“Ich lief in dieses Mädchen, und sie sprechen kein Deutsch.” The guy with the black hair said.

“Also hast du nicht mit ihnen reden in Englisch?” The dreadlock guy said, with his voice rising.

“Kenzie, I think we should run away before these really hot German guys try and like…kill us.” I suggested to Kenz, and she nodded right away.

The guy with the dreads looked at me and smirked.

“What are you looking at, smirky?” I glared at him, and then walked over towards Kenz and helped her up.

“When do you want to run?” She asked me, looking a little scared.

“On three,” I said,

“One,”

“Two,”

“Three!” We both screamed and ran away.

I yelled at the top of my lungs, “Someone help us! There are sexy Germans after us!” I screamed, once I realized the two guys were chasing after us.

“Wait! Wait!” The dreadlock guy yelled, trying to pull up his pants while running after us.

“Run faster Kenzie! Dreadlocks probably has a gun in his pants! And poofy hair guy probably has a knife in his hair!” I yelled to my best friend who was running next to me. Good thing I was in track.

I noticed that Kenzie wasn’t struggling at all to keep up with me.

“I guess all of those years old soccer really do come in.” I smirked towards Kenz, and she laughed dryly.

“Can we joke later? I kind of need to escape from people who might RAPE us!” She hollered, and we saw our house in the distance.

“Run faster, get into the house, I need to distract them so they don’t know where we live!” I said to Kenz before I slowed a little.

“What if they kill you?” She asked slowing with me.

“You can have all my songs, now go!” I yelled and then slowly stopped.

I placed my hands on my knee’s while the two guys caught up with me.

“You are okay?” Dreadlocks asked, with a strong German accent. He walked forward to touch my back lightly, and I kicked him where the sun don’t shine, and then ran towards the house. I slammed the door behind me once I got inside, and was breathing heavily.

“Are you okay? Did they leave?” Kenzie questioned me, once I got inside.

“I kicked him in the balls and ran!” I panted.

“So they didn’t leave?” She asked with her eyes as big as saucers.

“No.” I answered shortly.

“I guess it takes a real woman to get these fuckers to leave us alone.” Kenzie grumbled and ran upstairs. Not two minutes later, she was back downstairs holding a metal baseball bat.

I smirked, “These bitches are gonna get it,” Kenz opened the door to leave, “Wait! Kenzie let me get my camera so I can send this to Jesse, he wont fucking believe it.” I grinned, and grabbed my camera that was lying on the kitchen counter.

I nodded to Kenzie, and she threw the front door open, and stepped out.

The two guys were standing outside our driveway and I smirked, video taping Kenzie as she walked slowly towards them.

She screamed and started swinging the bat towards them, “Get off my lawn you crazy fuckers!” And I just laughed and continued taping.

“Stop!” The poofy haired guy said.

Kenzie stopped but I scolded her, “Kenz! They will rape us if you don’t teach them a lesson!”

“But they speak English!” She called out since I was still standing behind the door.

“They do?” I questioned, like the blonde that I should have been. No offense to blondes.

“No shit Sherlock.” Kenzie rolled her eyes.

“Oh. That’s why I understood them.” I grinned.

“Sometimes I think you should have been the dumb one in our friendship. Oh wait – what am I talking about? You are the dumb one!” Kenzie laughed.

“Kenzie, there are still majorly hot Germans on our front lawn.” I pointed towards the guys who were just grinning at us.

“You know they understand English too?!” Kenz screamed.

“Yeah, why?”

“You called them…Hmm, lets count… sexy once, hot once, and majorly hot once. I think they get that they are fucking sexy. Stop saying it!” Kenz scolded.

I giggled, “You just called them fucking sexy. Hypocrite.” I stuck my tongue out at her.

“Oh you little…” She muttered and started walking towards me with the bat. I let out a scream and ran away from her with her chasing me.

“Don’t hurt the camera!” I yelled at her, “If I break another one, my dad with kick my ass!”

“You shouldn’t be worried about your dad kicking your ass, you should be worried about me kicking your ass in front of hot guys!” She laughed at me.

“Hypocrite!” I mocked her.

Kenzie laughed, then threw her baseball bat to the ground, “Truce?” She asked.

“Sure.” I grinned, and put my camera on the ground to give her a hug.

She suddenly tackled me to the ground, and my once was hug, turned into the biggest wrestling game we had ever played.

Abruptly a pair of muscular arms pulled me away from Kenzie and the guy with poofy hair pulled Kenzie away from me.

Poofy-hair said, “Wir sollten Simone übersetzen für uns.”

I screamed, “Stop speaking German, and put me the fuck down!” I squirmed trying to get away from them.

“Kirsten, they are going to take us to their shack in the woods and rape us! Oh god! I am going to die! And I never got to get Jessie back for pouring that orange soda on me last summer!” She cried out.

I burst out in tears, “Just leave us alone, please. We wont scream or tell anyone, just leave us alone.”

Dreads looked nervously at Poofy, “We take you home.” He said in bad English.

“No!” I sobbed, but Kenzie stayed strong.

“If you don’t let us go, I will kick your ass!” She yelled.

“Do it.” Poofy said.

Kenzie opened her mouth, and let out the most ear piercing scream I have ever heard in my life. Why the hell are the neighbors not doing anything? The guys put both of us over their shoulder, and started walking down the street.

I sniffled my tears were completely gone, “Kenzie, we are going to die aren’t we?”

She nodded solemnly, “Probably.”

I sighed, “I have some confessions to make.” I told her.

“Shoot.”

“It wasn’t Josh who cut off the heads of your Barbie’s, it was me. And your mom didn’t accidentally bleach your favorite shirt that was me. I tried wearing it, and I got ketchup all over it, and I tried to clean it up. I’m so sorry!” I said.

“You killed my Barbie’s?!” She yelled.

I nodded, “I’m sorry.”

“Well, I accidentally gave Bubbles, your old teddy bear to my old dog because I was sick of him barking. I’m sorry.” She apologized.

“Aww, I love you Kenzie!” I said, even though I was still a bit upset that she gave Bubbles to Spike.

“Want to hug?” She said, and I nodded.

I tried reaching my hand out to her but Dread said, “Hug?”

“Please?” I pouted.

Dreads walked over to Poofy, and then I hugged Kenzie upside down.

“I love you Kirsty,” Kenz said.

“I love you too, Kenz.”

Suddenly the guys stopped and walked up the driveway to another house.

“Goodbye my virginity! I will miss you!” I spoke to myself mostly.

Kenzie laughed, “You are so dumb.”

“You are losing your virginity too, dumbass.” I scoffed.

Dreads opened the front door and we…correction, they, stepped into the house with us still over their shoulders.

“Wir sollten Simone übersetzen für uns.” Dreads yelled into the house.

“Kenzie, I don’t think two will fit in that little hole…” I muttered to myself friend.

Her eyes were wide, “There are two holes.”

I screamed and tried harder than I have ever tried in my life to get away from these guys.

“In welcher Sprache?” A woman asked, coming down from the stairs.

“Englisch.” Poofy said.

“Hi, I am so sorry about my boys. They don’t speak very good English. Are you two alright?” She asked and I sighed.

“We aren’t going to be killed are we?” I asked.

She laughed, “Oh heavens no! Boys let them down.”

Kenzie and I were sat down on the ground and I scrambled over to the womans feet. Kenzie and I were kissing her feet like there was no tomorrow.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!” We both said, many times.

She just laughed, “They were just confused as to why there were Americans in Germany. I apologize for their behavior.”

“Its alright,” I smiled, and stood up.

“It was actually kind of fun.” Kenz said.

I felt my head get smacked really hard, “Hey! What was that for?!” I yelled at Kenzie.

“You killed my Barbie’s!”

I smacked her head just as hard as she smacked mine, “You killed Bubbles!”