Cop Magnet, Mischief Magnet?

So first things first..I CAN BREATHE! When I woke up and realized that my entire face wasn't chapped and cracked because I have been forced to sleep with my mouth open I was overjoyed! I wanted to run through a field of daisies with my arms open singing some cheesy song,

or swing around a light post, or do a jig in the middle of the street where I click my heels together..I did none of those things but just know in my heart an epic musical happened.

    Ok so now for the cop/mischief magnet part? Alright so after kickin it with some of the coolest people this side of the pecos I dropped my friend off back at his car. We sat and chatted for a bit until this creepy white truck of death starts driving around the parking lot we were in, twice...and then leaves in a hurry and then all of a sudden this blue PT cruiser shows up and is honking like crazy, they drive around eachother like two cars dancing in the street while the moonlight reflected eerily off the ice making me convinced they were murderers or doing some kind of drug deal...then the white car parks in the school parking lot- two guys jump out and hide behind a tree and wait..till the blue car comes back and parks..no one gets out..we wait and stare..hoping that we are not witnessing some kind of crazy murder and the mofia is gonna make us sleep with the fishes soon! Then outta no where blue car starts the engine and without the lights on whips around the parking lot..the two guys run at the car..then in 5 minutes all parties are gone. What the crap? Still not convinced they are gone, we sat in the car maybe 10 minutes longer? Just enough time for a cop to show up and ask us what we are doing...Why do most of my stories end in cops asking me what I'm doing? COP MAGNET! its fact, so if you have warrants beware