Well, after reading so many wonderful stories on this excellent site, I've decided to try one of my own. I must say that writing fan fiction is as fun as reading it!
Anyway, down to business: I do not own 21 Jump Street or its characters, although I wouldn't mind owning Tommy Hanson. LOL.
Please Read and Review! Hope you enjoy my story. Rated T
MissingChapter 1: The McQuaids
Tom and Doug McQuaid walked through the hallways of Lincoln High School. As they made their way to class, students parted in the hallway to make room for the brothers to pass. Most of the guys in school didn't have the guts to mess with them. After all, little Tommy McQuaid had killed somebody…and the entire school knew about it. They wouldn't dare try to cross him. Besides, he never went anywhere without his gun, that was no secret.
As for the larger of the two, nobody dared mess with him either. He was tall, muscular and looked like he could take on an army by himself. Not to mention, he was quite protective of his younger brother.
As they rounded the corner, they stopped in front of their classroom. Doug threw open the door and they walked in together. "Hello!" they shouted in unison.
Everyone looked up from their seats at the loud disturbance. Most of them just quickly turned away, hoping not to make eye contact with the brothers. Everyone that is except for a tall well built blonde male sitting in the back row. He waved to the brothers and smiled as they made their way over to him. They took their seats on either side of him.
"What's up Cory?" Doug asked as he slapped the blonde a high five.
"You guys still up for some fun?" Cory asked.
Doug looked at Tom, who nodded back at him. "We're always up for some fun."
Tom leaned in closer to Cory so that no one else could hear their conversation. "You got the 2 kilos that we asked for?" Tom obnoxiously smacked the gum he was chewing.
Cory nodded. "Yeah, John is going to meet us in the alley behind Rocket Dog after school." He looked over at Doug. "You got the money?"
Doug have him a goofy grin and shrugged his shoulders. He patted his jacket and said, "Never leave home without it."
Cory nodded his approval. "Great. Meet us in the alley at 4:00 then."