"Jump rope?" Asked Indigo as she put a hand to her mouth, snickering.
Sour Sweet raised an eyebrow and folded her arms. "Yeah, jump rope. Got a problem with it?"
"No, not at all!" Said Indigo, still struggling not to fall into a laughing fit. "I just never thought of you as the rope-jumping type."
Sour Sweet rolled her eyes and frowned. "Oh, and I'm sure you don't have something you enjoy that other people would laugh at because it doesn't match up with your personality?" Indigo averted her gaze and muttered something unintelligible. Sour Sweet blinked. "What was that? I couldn't hear you." She said, putting a hand to one of her ears.
"I said I like Barbie dolls, okay?!" Indigo snapped, blushing. "Please don't tell anyone." she said, embarrassed.
Sour Sweet smiled and put a hand on Indigo's shoulder. "See? That wasn't so hard now, was it? And I didn't even come close to laughing."
Indigo smiled in return. "Okay, okay. Enough talk. Let's do this!" She said, narrowing her eyes.
"Bring it!" Said Sour Sweet.
"Wait!" said Indigo, holding up her hands. "We don't even have a jump rope."
Sour Sweet blushed and smiled sheepishly. "Oh. Right. Follow me and I'll get one from my home. Unless you have one at yours?"
Indigo sighed. "Nope. I don't. Let's just get moving already."
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The duo had arrived at Sour Sweet's house, lightly sweating. Indigo grinned. "Think you've got enough energy for this?"
Sour Sweet smiled. "I could ask you the same thing."
Indigo barked a laugh. "Come on, I'm one of the more athletic students at Crystal Prep! I've got plenty of energy to spare!"
"If you say so." Said Sour Sweet. "Be back in a minute!" She said as she went inside. Indigo folded her arms and started tapping her foot, whistling while she waited. A minute later Sour Sweet ran out of the house with a jump rope in her hands, grinning from ear to ear. "Are you ready?" She asked, practically giddy with anticipation.
Indigo rolled her eyes and smiled. "As I'll ever be, I guess. You go first."
"With pleasure." Said Sour Sweet. "One. Two. Three. Four." She counted as she jumped, steadily increasing her speed. A few moments had passed as she continued. "Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty." Indigo watched in mild interest as time continued to pass. "Thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three, thirty-four." Indigo began tapping her foot in impatience and checked the clock as minutes ticked by. "Seventy-eight, seventy-nine, eighty, eighty-one, eighty-two." Indigo stifled a yawn and stretched as she watched Sour Sweet continue. "Ninety, ninety-one, ninety-two, ninety-three." Indigo made a sputtering noise as she took out her phone, turned the volume to max and covered her ears. "One hundred, one hundred one, one hundred two, one-ack!" Sour Sweet yelped as the sound of airhorns broke her concentration. She tripped over her rope but regained her footing almost immediately. She shot an angry glare at Indigo.
"What? I was getting bored." Indigo said with a smug look as she leaned against a fence.
"Oh, I'm sure you were!" Snapped Sour Sweet. "Seriously. Not cool!"
Indigo shrugged. "What's done is done." She said as Sour Sweet handed her the jump rope. As Indigo began jumping and counting, Sour Sweet let a mischievous grin cross her face.
Time for a little payback. Sour Sweet thought. She waited for the right moment to exact her revenge. Once Indigo got up to the eighties, Sour Sweet ran over to her and screamed in her ear. Indigo let out a yelp and tripped, falling face first into the grass and getting a mouthful of grass and dirt. She spat everything out of her mouth and got up, her face red with rage.
"What? I was getting bored." Sour Sweet said, imitating Indigo's voice.
"Fuck you."
"Hah! You wish." Sour Sweet said. She narrowed her eyes. "Tiebreaker?"
"Tiebreaker." Agreed Indigo. "Let's make it something more luck-based, shall we? That way neither of us can cheat."
"So you're saying...rock, paper, scissors? What the hell is with us and kids stuff?! Couldn't we do something like, I don't know, paintball?"
Indigo stretched her arms out, gesturing to the entire neighborhood. "Do you see any paintball places around here?"
Sour Sweet sighed and sagged in defeat. "Okay. Fine. Rock, paper, scissors it is."
"Ready?" Said Indigo, standing a few feet away from Sour.
"Ready." Said Sour.
"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" The two said at the same time. Both had rock. "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" Both had paper. "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" Both had scissors.
"Oh, come on!" Shouted Indigo Zap. Suddenly, her phone went off. "What the?" She took her phone out of her pocket. "Oh, crap!" she said as her face blanched. "I have to go. We'll settle this later!"
Sour Sweet grinned. "You're damn right we will! See you later!" She waved as Indigo ran off, then went inside.
Well, that was a thing that just happened. Thought Sour Side.
Where were you? Thought Sour Sweet.
I was just an observer, I didn't think there was much of a point if I caused you to lose focus. Thought Sour Side.
Well, that was considerate. Thought Sour Sweet.
I know. You're welcome. Thought Sour Side. Sour Sweet sighed. You're nervous about tomorrow, aren't you?
Yeah. It's going to be an emotional roller coaster, I can just feel it. Thought Sour Sweet.
Are you going to mention what happened last night? Thought Sour Side.
About my suicide attempt? Yes. About you taking control of my body? No. It's bad enough I have a reputation for being the angry crazy bitch at Crystal Prep. Mentioning I apparently have a split personality would just be adding fuel to the fire. Thought Sour Sweet.
I see your point and I totally understand your decision. Thought Sour Side.
Thank you. Now, do you have any other ideas to pass the time? It can't be too physical, the tryouts are tomorrow! thought Sour Sweet.
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The rest of Sour Sweet's day was uneventful, much to her and Sour Side's utter boredom. Sour Sweet groaned in frustration. "I can't believe we wasted all that time doing nothing!" She sighed heavily.
You were so bored after challenging Indigo Zap, neither of us could think of a damn thing! Thought Sour Side.
Oh well. What's done is done. Thought Sour Sweet. She laid on the floor and let sleep overtake her.