Chapter 1
The Licence
"Yes! I got it!"
Hudson Horstashio ran out of the building, waving a small card. "I got my driver's licence!"
He started to dance until he was aware that his friends Paulie, Fergie and Franklin were watching him.
"Uh…that was kinda weird." said Paulie.
Hudson blushed.
"Well, what were you singing about again?" Fergie asked.
"I think he said something about a driver's licence," mumbled Franklin, scratching his head.
"Yep. I've finally gained my licence! After about-"
"Sixty-five hundred thousand and thirty two attempts," remarked Fergie.
"Sixty-five hundred thousand and thirty three," Paulie corrected him.
"Quiet!" yelled Hudson. "It doesn't matter."
Fergie blushed and Paulie's ears drooped.
"Well, uh, what are we gonna do to celebrate?" Franklin asked.
"What are we gonna do?! Have a road trip of course!" Hudson cried.
"Great!" said Paulie.
"So, we're gonna have to sleep over somewhere, so we can go together," said Franklin.
"We'll sleep at my place!" offered Fergie.
"Now. We've got the sleeping place sorted out. Where exactly are we going?" Paulie asked.
"Well, how about Sugar Cane Resort? I heard they have a gnarly surf machine." said Franklin.
"It's sorted!" grinned Hudson.
"Now, all we need is a car," said Fergie.
"Got that."
"Uh… how about the suitcases?"
"Got them. Honestly, Fergie, it's almost like you don't want to go!" Hudson moaned.
"What? Of course I want to come."
"Uh, sure. So, we'll meet each other at Fergie's place tonight at about 7:15?" said Paulie, writing something in his organizer.
"Ok!"
"Alright!"
"Wait, my place?!"
"See ya!" The gang waved to each other and set off for home, Paulie dragging Fergie quite reluctantly.
