The new worlder
Finally, with one last frantic slice, it snapped.
The sudden release sent me flying backward, and I fell flat on my butt right into a deep, cold puddle of mud.
SPLAT.
Ruben let out a sudden, bark-like laugh. "Ha ha," I muttered, looking down at my ruined pants.
I scooped up a glob of the thickest mud I could find and hurled it at him. It hit him square in his perfectly styled white hair. The laughter stopped as he blinked at me, a dollop of mud sliding down his forehead, but the playful glint in his eyes and wicked grin spreading across his face, told me I was in for it now. "Oh, it is on,constance!” He lunged, scooping up a double handful of the slop and launching it at my chest. I shrieke