f.o.k.s. Scotstud94

Postby Ducttapestar » Sat Feb 21, 2009 12:20 pm

Carefuly, I wiped the sweat out of my eyes. I had been hiding in this locker for nearly half an hour, and was ready for a break. Scott would be here any minuit bringing taylor, my target. I didn't have much info on him, other than he was 13 with longish black hair. But Scott had said soccer player, so I guessed that meant relativly skinny, around 4'8" to 5'4".

The gym doors opened, and I heard 2 voices. "Scott and Taylor," I thought. And I grabbed the duct tape. This was a different mission; Scott wanted too tape this one for a project. I peeked through the holes in the locker. Scott and Taylor entered. Taylor threw his gym bag on a bench and started going for one of the lockers. I waited untill Scott had his camera out, and then... "HOLY SHIT!!!" screamed Taylor. It would seem, I had unwisely chosen his locker to hide in, giving him an small advantage on me: He was out there and I was in here. So I had to act fast. I jumped on him and we rolled around on the floor for a while. I finally got his hands behind him and I got a sock, produced by his brother, in his mouth. All this time, Scott was laughing at his ordeal, which made Taylor even more fiesty; his brother was in on it, so he wasn't going to get hurt, so why not struggle? And struggle he did. It took me a long time to get his ankles taped together. But once they were, Taylor calmed down a little bit. A little. Now it was on to make this a little more interesting. As Scott asked Taylor some rediculous questions, like "How do you feel? hehehe." I got some equipment to use on him. Taylor wasn't too thrilled about my taping him to the bench. But He absolutly hated me for taping his ankles to the center support beam. He started struggleing, and I guessed my work was now done. So I made my exit. But not before saying, "have fun guys." And with that, I left Taylor to strugle.