Naughty Little Teens Guide

The boys froze. They didn't run—not yet. They watched from the shadows of a large hydrangea bush as the elderly man stepped onto his driveway. Crunch. Pop! Pop-pop!

Tape bubble wrap to the driveway of Mr. Henderson, the grumpiest man on the block. naughty little teens

Mr. Henderson jumped, a sound somewhere between a yelp and a harrumph escaping him. He looked down, seeing the neon hopscotch trail glowing under his porch light. He took a cautious step forward. Pop! The boys froze

As they disappeared into the darkness of Miller’s Lane, the sound of popping bubbles continued, followed by the rare, rhythmic sound of an old man finding his inner child. Crunch

Leo pulled a handful of neon-colored sidewalk chalk from his pocket with a grin. "And the bubble wrap."