Creeeeeppin!

Before reading this story, I know you all do it too. So...NO JUDGING! I love this story so I'm going to share it.

Once upon a time, I was sitting in Jill's apartment with her.  We were sitting around, mopping about boys and joking about egging. JOKING.  See, this boy Jill was mopping about had previously got his car egged by one of his ex-girlfriends, who evidently was Asian.  It is just a fact.  So we were joking about getting an egg and writing "You're luck I'm not Asian" on it and setting it on his car. We thought it was pretty funny, and were having a blast talking about what would happen if we did, when all of a sudden she got door bell ditched.
Yes, doorbell ditched. And we were in COLLEGE. But, we took the bait and started peeking out the window.

The kids kept running around and we got tired of just standing up lifting the blinds so we could see out, so we decided to pull the couch over to the window.  After doing this, we decided to rig the blinds so that we could see out, but nobody could see in...unless they were right up against the window.  We took turns going outside and looking inside to see how good of a job we did with the blinds.  In and out until we got it just perfect.  

We were creepin. So what?
We watched people walk by, cars drive around the parking lot, and couples stride past just waiting for the boys to come doorbell ditch us again.  We almost forgot about the boys. Creeping, we decided, was a ton of fun.  Sitting at the window, waiting, we saw one specific car driving around the parking lot more than usual.  At first, we thought maybe it was the boys, but the car parked and sat there running for quite a while.  We sat there quite a while as well.  When the people finally got out of the car we were so excited to see who it would be.  Turns out it was a boy and girl.  Wonder what they were doing for so long, parked....(sarcasm).

The boy and girl hugged and the girl headed towards her apartment. While the boy headed to his bike, which was chained around the STOP sign. Chained to the STOP sign? Kind of ironic. A big red sign telling him to STOP, but he didn't. So he got is bike unlocked, and he started walking his bike. He pulled out his phone "texting" as he waived goodbye to the girl.  Soon enough, the girl was out of sight, and he was home free.  He put the phone back into his pocket, and quickly walked back to the STOP sign. As chained his bike back up, we started saying things like "No way is this happening?!" "What a dirtbag!" The boy strode confidently to the neighbor girls apartment, and rapped on the door.  When he strode inside, our jaws dropped.  I thought my jaw could have been on the floor my mouth was so wide open.

I was shocked!! Who would do that??
But you know what they say, "don't hate the player, hate the game."  But we hated the player at that moment.  With our talking of egging someone, we came up with the idea that we would egg this kids bike seat.  Let me just tell you, this is harder than it seems.  I was trying to smash that egg so hard down on the seat and the thing would NOT budge.  Finally, Jill grabbed the egg from me, tapped it on the STOP sign, and squished it on the seat.
I'm not too proud of what we did, and it was probably a pretty pointless thing to do, but at that moment it just felt....right?

We waited up until 2:30am.  We waited and waited and waited. He never came out. When I left, the bike was still there, but in the morning the bike was gone.
Who knows what really happened that night, and I do feel a little bad for the player, but we had fun.
Creepin is fun.  Weird, but fun.
Karma will probably someday come and bite us in the butt.
Eh. YOLO
 ;)

Creeeeeeeepppin!!