The Respirator
Los Angeles, California
Knock! Knock! Knock! "What the fuck are you doing in there, you've been in there damn near an hour", argued Dylan.
"Wait a few, I'm almost finished. Just wiping", argued Matt in his defense. Soon after there was a flush and a turning on of the faucet.
"You happy or nah? Ready to head for prom?", shrieked Matt.
Dylan nodded his head in agreement as he followed Matt outside. With Dylan being a highly preppy fuck with parents as wealthy as anyone else's, it was rare he ever agreed with anyone.
Matt's parents on the other hand was not nearly as wealthy as Dylan's. But somehow they were best friends.
"You sure you want to take this beat up junk to prom? You know we can just walk, right?", Dylan yelled as Matt ignored.
Although Matt and Dylan were way too old to even be going to school, they always went everyday just to humiliate students. In complete honesty, they were no life losers. Each lived with their parents, had no future in life and loved making all those around them miserable.
"You think John and Mikey will show up today? This is never fun without those assholes."
"You got to be kidding me Jack, you know that Mikey is dating that sexy sophomore and John definitely will come. Just give it a while."
In the social hierarchy of life you had the rich, the middle class, the working class, the poor, the lazy then Matt and Dylan. Nothing about them was worth a living shit.
"Hey fuckers, What the fuck is up?", Mikey screamed.
"Ya seen my bitch yet? Ya know how I love Latina bitches."
"No Mikey, Where were you?", argued Dylan
"At your moms'!"
"Take that back asshole!"
As the two started to go towards each other with fist.
"Wow chill man, it's not that serious", as John tried to break them up.
"Mikey stop being a fuckin' douche, and you Dylan stop being a pussy. If the man wants to throw in a few your momma jokes let him"
"Will you all shut the fuck up!", Matt yelled at his highest voice.
"You all know why we are fucking here, we have nothing else better to do. School should be letting out soon. Trevor and Ryan should be arriving soon. I think I see em now"
At the peripheral of his eyes he seen the two. Trevor with a baseball bat and Ryan carrying his famous brass knuckles that he used in every fight.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" A loud noise erupted from inside the school.
"Hey man what the fuck was that? Is a bitch getting' raped?", Trevor spoke as he laughed loudly.
" I have no fucking clue, I haven't heard a scream that loud since Matt was getting his ass beat by John ha", said Mikey mocking the fact that Matt wasn't really a good fighter.
Kids came running from the school at a fast pace. Nobody knew what it was, but whatever it was, it was serious and nothing to be fucked with.
*I promise this story will get much better. I wrote a more polished first chapter but sadly misplaced it. I apologize but it will get much better and even funnier as the story progresses. This chapter is simply me rushing it, but I have much better ideas and hopefully I can put a smile on your faces as you read this. Feel free to give me feedback, I really appreciate it.
- The Respirator