"Brian, where were you yesterday?" said Steve shoving a shirt
over his head.
"I know where he was, with some chicks at the drive in, man.
Musta got all drunk
from that hangover he's got," said Mike grinning.
"No man, I was down at the party in the old shack. It was a blast. Dynamite was there with his whole crew. We just chilled, got some beer and chicks. Then those darned police came and we had to scramble out of there. It wouldn't have looked good if we were found there, with all that bozz and everyone being drunk and all."
"Listen, there's going to be a party at old Randy's today. Music, beer, chicks. The three of us gotta go."
"Yeah, sure, sounds cool. Maybe if we lucky that Curtis'll be there and we'll show him who's who around here," said Mike. "Bring your blade alright?"
"Got it."
"We still got a whole morning to burn off before the party, we'll go cruising and stuff but that'll be later. Why don't the three of us go grab some burgers just like the good ol' times."
All three of them were excited at the idea of spending some time together in the morning.
"Listen, I'll go grab a ride. Meet me outside in ten minutes," yelled Mike leaving. Steve followed him outside. Grabbing him he said, "Mike man you're on probation for hotwiring, don't go doing it now. That'll get you in some deep shit."
"Look, I don't get caught alright? We'll just grab a car and return it after chilling. Besides I know some people who ain't gonna be here for a while, out on vacation. So chill. It ain't like I don't do it when you're not around." "Just let him do it," said Brian grinning. "You're too tense about everything."
"Man, you're really planning to go cruising in style," said Brian, admiring the hot car. "Well, I ain't got no problems with that." "You sure about the car? I mean, you're on probation for hotwiring. It'll be real bad if you get caught," he repeated. "Come on, or are you just gonna sit around all day nagging me?" "I ain't sayin no more."
Jumping in the car they started laughing wild at any car nearby. They must look like wild animals. Taking out a cigarette, Steve lighted his and handed both Mike and Brian one. They grabbed a couple of burgers and started saying some real crude comments around the waitress. She blushed furiously and after giving them a stern look moved away. "Here's a tip baby," said Steve to the waitress. "Not from you punks I don't," she sneered at them. They left the place doubling over with laughter. "Man, I thought her face was gonna explode with the color it was getting to," said Steve. "Talk about sneer, ugly woman," said Brian, continuing on his description with a few more select words that Steve hoped would never have to be heard by any girl. "Come on, let's go," finished Mike.
"Hey, you guys ever been in that old house down there?" asked Brian about the old deserted house down the street. "Man, that place is falling apart."
"Lets go there and check it out. You know, I wonder why nobody ever thought to have a party there?" asked Steve. "Yeah, maybe there'll be something there worth taking?"
They parked the car outside. Going inside, they immediately noticed the gloominess of the place. "Put out your cigarettes, if we forget it here, we might burn the place right up, seeing how it's made out of dry wooden planks," said Mike. They each walked around, exploring the place and it's possibilities.
"Oh shit." "What is it Brian?" "Man, check it out," he said quietly. "There's so much dope here." They all glanced quietly at the wrapped packages at their feet. "There must be hundreds of dollars of dope here." "It looks like nobody's been coming here." "Man, I can't believe that somebody would leave this here." He started opening a package quietly. "Yep, this sure is. It's some high- quality stuff." "Man, we could really make it selling this stuff," said Brian quietly. "Look, leave the stuff alone. Let's get outta here. If we're found around this shit we'll get it in the states' for some real deep stuff. We'll get at least thirty, fourty years for having this much dope." Steve grabbed at Mike's jacket arm and Brian's and pushed them out of the house. "Look, don't even think about going back there for that stuff. Got it?" Steve said, his voice filled with commanding authority. "We can get through without getting involved in this crap."
"No man, I was down at the party in the old shack. It was a blast. Dynamite was there with his whole crew. We just chilled, got some beer and chicks. Then those darned police came and we had to scramble out of there. It wouldn't have looked good if we were found there, with all that bozz and everyone being drunk and all."
"Listen, there's going to be a party at old Randy's today. Music, beer, chicks. The three of us gotta go."
"Yeah, sure, sounds cool. Maybe if we lucky that Curtis'll be there and we'll show him who's who around here," said Mike. "Bring your blade alright?"
"Got it."
"We still got a whole morning to burn off before the party, we'll go cruising and stuff but that'll be later. Why don't the three of us go grab some burgers just like the good ol' times."
All three of them were excited at the idea of spending some time together in the morning.
"Listen, I'll go grab a ride. Meet me outside in ten minutes," yelled Mike leaving. Steve followed him outside. Grabbing him he said, "Mike man you're on probation for hotwiring, don't go doing it now. That'll get you in some deep shit."
"Look, I don't get caught alright? We'll just grab a car and return it after chilling. Besides I know some people who ain't gonna be here for a while, out on vacation. So chill. It ain't like I don't do it when you're not around." "Just let him do it," said Brian grinning. "You're too tense about everything."
"Man, you're really planning to go cruising in style," said Brian, admiring the hot car. "Well, I ain't got no problems with that." "You sure about the car? I mean, you're on probation for hotwiring. It'll be real bad if you get caught," he repeated. "Come on, or are you just gonna sit around all day nagging me?" "I ain't sayin no more."
Jumping in the car they started laughing wild at any car nearby. They must look like wild animals. Taking out a cigarette, Steve lighted his and handed both Mike and Brian one. They grabbed a couple of burgers and started saying some real crude comments around the waitress. She blushed furiously and after giving them a stern look moved away. "Here's a tip baby," said Steve to the waitress. "Not from you punks I don't," she sneered at them. They left the place doubling over with laughter. "Man, I thought her face was gonna explode with the color it was getting to," said Steve. "Talk about sneer, ugly woman," said Brian, continuing on his description with a few more select words that Steve hoped would never have to be heard by any girl. "Come on, let's go," finished Mike.
"Hey, you guys ever been in that old house down there?" asked Brian about the old deserted house down the street. "Man, that place is falling apart."
"Lets go there and check it out. You know, I wonder why nobody ever thought to have a party there?" asked Steve. "Yeah, maybe there'll be something there worth taking?"
They parked the car outside. Going inside, they immediately noticed the gloominess of the place. "Put out your cigarettes, if we forget it here, we might burn the place right up, seeing how it's made out of dry wooden planks," said Mike. They each walked around, exploring the place and it's possibilities.
"Oh shit." "What is it Brian?" "Man, check it out," he said quietly. "There's so much dope here." They all glanced quietly at the wrapped packages at their feet. "There must be hundreds of dollars of dope here." "It looks like nobody's been coming here." "Man, I can't believe that somebody would leave this here." He started opening a package quietly. "Yep, this sure is. It's some high- quality stuff." "Man, we could really make it selling this stuff," said Brian quietly. "Look, leave the stuff alone. Let's get outta here. If we're found around this shit we'll get it in the states' for some real deep stuff. We'll get at least thirty, fourty years for having this much dope." Steve grabbed at Mike's jacket arm and Brian's and pushed them out of the house. "Look, don't even think about going back there for that stuff. Got it?" Steve said, his voice filled with commanding authority. "We can get through without getting involved in this crap."