Miles, Bradley and Bernard rode together in Bradley's brother's car. Since they were so excited to get to the party, Bradley was speeding down the lonely, dark road.
"Man, it's too bad Riggs couldn't come." Miles sat in the back.
"Man! That boy's got his priorities all messed up! First off, if it was me, I'd quit that job a long time ago! Tonight! It's time to party! It's time to party baby!" exclaimed Bradley.
The boys yelled together in the car while Bradly sped down the street. It seemed like he was driving faster and faster and he was. Consequently, a police car happened to be down there with them.
The lights lit up on top of the car, the siren wailed and the car started chasing them.
The boys all became nervous and who could blame them? All they were doing was going to a party...going to a party smoking weed that is!
Bradley figured there was no point in trying to outrun the cop, so he eventually stopped and let the officer talk to them.
The officer explained why he pulled them over but then smelled something quite suspicious. He gave them a chance to hand over ALL the weed.
But of course, the boys didn't hand over ALL the weed because Miles was hiding some in his pocket and let the boys see it after the cop left.
From there, the trio drove on to the party.
Bradley finally made it to the spot where they were supposed to park the car.
After that, all three boys hopped out of the vehicle yelling and cheering.
"Come on boys let's go!" yelled Bernard as he and the others ran for the truck.
"Let's get this party started!" yelled Bradley.
"Yeah!" yelled Miles.
The partiers hopped into the cargo bed of the truck that then escorted them to the party. As they got carried away, the partiers continued yelling and making noises.