Haha I just wrote this and it's barely spellchecked
In which Jimmy and Petey steal 10L of Chocolate Milk
Let's set the scene: The preps were having a party. Jimmy got an idea. He'd seen Bryce, Parker and Justin all drinking chocolate milk. They had a stash, and Jimmy intended to get a hold of it. He couldn't do it on his own, of course, and needed an accomplice – someone to go in with him. He'd ask Zoe, but she, being an ex-townie, wouldn't fair well getting into the Harrington House. Instead, she agreed to man the cart that would hold however much of the stuff there was. Instead, he had Petey come with him instead. It took some convincing:
"But I'm head boy!" he'd object.
"You won't get caught, it's fine." Jimmy assured
"But what if-"
"You won't."
He agreed eventually.
Now, to the main event:
Petey had located the store. He found 10 cartons in total – more than he expected, but still manageable. The cart had been parked outside of a nearby window, ready to speed off whenever. He'd unloaded about half when Jimmy spotted Chad about to enter the room next to the chocolate milk store. He intercepted the best he could but couldn't keep him forever. In a moment of panic, he raised his drink (so hastily that half of it spilled out onto the floor) and started a toast, rather awkwardly. Petey heard this from the other room and hurried his unloading.
"A toast to…" Jimmy paused, trying to think of anything to toast to, and wildly glanced around the room in dread. "…Derby's b-beautiful face!" A cringeworthy half-second of silence blanketed the room, and Jimmy had to do everything in his power to prevent himself from wincing. An eruption of agreement followed, and everyone clinked glasses. Relief washed over him like a baby getting violently dumped in holy water, and he watched Tad continue on his way. He looked around the room filled with people, and being sure attention was no longer on him, he slipped out of the front door and ran faster than he usually did at this time of night, to the place he, Zoey and Petey had agreed to meet.
Jimmy ran around the corner to find Zoey and Petey, the former laughing nervously and the latter with his head in his hands. Petey looked up as soon as he was visible and jogged to greet him.
"That was really close man… how did they buy that? Derby's beautiful face? Are you kidding me?" he rambled, pacing side to side.
"I have no idea… but we pulled it off!" Jimmy said. "That stuff is ours now! How much is there?"
Zoe piped up from where the cart was. "10 Litres – how can you have that much?"
Petey looked at her, surprised. "Have you ever tried it before?"
"Well, no…"
"We have 10 litres of it." Jimmy smirked at them both, while reaching into his coat. He pulled out a packet of plastic cups. "Now is a better time than any."
"Jimmy, we already stole from them, we can't-!" Petey began, but Jimmy looked him deadpan, in the eyes.
"It's too late now, Pete. You've done the deed. The only way is forward." He said gravely.
The Coon Conspiracy who? Sorry you guys, I'll update it eventually. Other stuff came up. Like depression.