Alice: I hate to say it...but yes i am a Deppy. I love Johnny Depp and i love 21 Jumpstreet despite its steriotypical corny 80's ness. Here is the second to the TV show we all know and love. 22nd Jumpstreet everybody!
Two cops walked out of a lobby-like office where a party was going on. They were both middle-aged. One lounged in a spinny chair, the other against a wall.
"Fourth one this month." started the one standing. There conversation on how many retirements they had. His badge said Sgt. Carloff.
"Yeah. While where getting older the criminals get younger. Some kind of poetic justice?" asked the one who's name is Sherwood."
"Nah. With all of the stuff goin down in schools now, it's a wonder why the teens haven't taken over the world."
Sgt. Carloff laughed. "Sure. You know the next one to go is Hanson?"
"Really? He's the type that would never retire." retorted his partner.
"The only reason he's doin it now is cause he's getting to old to do field work and you know how much he hates paper work."
"I wish the kids these days were like Tom. He got started at Jumpstreet, you know, the kid division? Where lucky now to get a thirty-year old bent on scarfing donuts and lazing around."
Suddenly Carloff got a glint in his eye. "You know what we should do?"
"What?" asked Sherwood with apprehension.
"We should Jump-start Jumpstreet and put Hanson in charge!"
"Haven't you been listening?" Carloff's partner stood up. "We can't get any newbies that's the problem."
The Sergeant smirked. "Well find a way to fill up positions.
A month later
A girl in a black leather trench walked down a deserted street. She had jet black hair cut in a short cut popular in the emo crowd. She stopped at a window of a jewelry store. Her blue eyes peered about for a second before slamming an elbow into the window, affectively smashing the glass.
An alarm sounded as she tried to grab as much as her arms could carry. A police siren was sounded and about three black and whites surrounded her. In the flashing blue and red lights the coppers could see she was a girl about seventeen. They got out of the car, guns out. "Freeze!" one of them shouted.
The girl dropped her loot while muttering "Bloody Hell not again."