"Have her trip every time she looks at a guy," Karyn said maliciously, "Let's see how many boys she can flirt with when she can't even stand up."
"Alright," I said, then when Sarah passed by, I commanded, "Sarah, trip every time you look at a guy."
Sarah glanced over at me and said, "Did you say something, dwe... ah!" In mid sentence, Sarah fell flat on her face. The people who saw her fall started to laugh. A guy from the football team, Biff, rushed over to her to help her up. "I'm alright. Stupid shoes," she said as she got up, then she started to flirt, "Thank you so mu... Ah!" Or, she tried to flirt; she fell once again.
"Here, I'll carry you inside," Biff said. Sarah nodded.
"We can't have that, can we," I said with a smile. Karyn laughed and agreed. "Sarah, be unable to be carried."
Biff leaned over and tried to pick Sarah up, but he was unable to make her move at all. "Jeez, girl, how much do you weigh?" Sarah slapped him for making that comment. "Hey, what was that for?" Biff said angrily, "I'm done, help yourself." Biff stormed away.
Sarah was obviously flustered. She picked herself up and started to walk inside, but she kept on tripping every time a boy passed through her vision.
Karyn and I couldn't hold back our laughter. Karyn said, "I wonder how long it will take for her to figure out why she is tripping."
"I don't know," I said between laughs, then said, "I'm going to give one more command. Sarah, don't get seriously hurt from tripping."
"I guess that's fair enough," Karyn said, "Well, I've got to get to class. See you at lunch."
"I should get to class, too," I said, then thought with a smile, Let's see how much damage I can do.
