Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that pertain to the
movie/book "Holes". They belong to the writer of the book, Louis Sachar.
A/N: This will be another chapter with a song. It will be mainly about Alan. The song is Three Days Grace "Drown". The song belongs to TDG. They wrote the song, so like yeah.
Chapter 8 "So how much," Alan asked as took out a bundle of cash. The guy looked at him as he held the package.
"50," the guy finally spoke. Alan nodded and handed the guy the cash. He took the package and took off. He had heard sirens down the street. He put on his hood and continued walking. The cop car drove past him. Alan felt a sense of relief. He continued to walk down the street.
*Good morning day. Sorry I'm not there. But all my favorite friends vanished in the air. It's hard to fly when you can't even run. Once I had the world, but now I've got no one*
"Alan you son of," his mother stormed into the room and found his room empty. "Alan!" she shouted to an empty room. She started throwing things around. Emptying his drawers. He had taken her money that she used to buy alcohol and cigarettes. "God damn it," she tore his room a part. Then she broke down and fell to the floor crying.
"How much," a guy asked. He was with a group of young guys. Alan had the package that he had bought earlier from the other guy.
"Wait is it even real," a blonde guy asked.
"Judge for yourself," Alan handed the guy the package. The guy looked inside to find marijuana. The other guys looked inside. "100," Alan said. The guys looked at him.
"No way," the blonde guy handed the package back to Alan.
"Fine. 80 not negotiable," Alan adjusted his baseball cap. The guys looked at each other and nodded. They handed Alan the cash and took the package. Alan grinned and walked off. He walked past a white house and knew instantly they had to be loaded. He walked around the house and found a window open. He began to climb.
"Alan," a voice said from behind him.
*If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to hold me down. I would change my direction and save myself before I... If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to push me around. I would change my direction and save myself before I...drown*
Alan came down from the window and looked at the person who called his name. He saw Nicole standing there. "What do you want," Alan barked at her.
"What are you doing," Nicole kind of laughed. She had never seen him breaking into someone's house.
"Making a living," Alan snapped and continued to climb inside. Nicole grabbed his waist.
"Get down here," she tugged at him, but he was persist and kept trying to climb in. "Alan," Alan fought out of her grip and fell to the floor into the house. He looked at her from the window. "Alan you aren't serious? Get out," Nicole whispered.
"Just wait for me," Alan rummaged through the things that were near the window. He found 40 dollars, a watch, a diamond ring, and a pearl bracelet. He climbed out and smiled.
"You are such an idiot. You left fingerprints all over the house," Nicole blew up at him.
"Whatever. I gotta go pawn this stuff," Alan headed to the pawnshop. Nicole followed him and grabbed his arm. "Look I got something for you," he held out the diamond ring. "Keep it," he handed it to her and took off. Nicole shook her head and just stuffed the ring into her pocket. Alan headed to the pawnshop. He wasn't going to let Nicole stop him from doing what he had to do.
*Good morning day. Sorry you're not here. But all those times before were never this unclear. It's hard to walk when you can't even crawl. Once I had this world, but now I've lost it all*
Alan walked out of the pawnshop with more than 80 dollars in his hand. He counted it and put it in his pocket. He saw the cops pass by again. He looked down trying not to focus on them. The cops pulled over and got out of the car. "Shit," Alan began walking faster. His heart started pounding.
"Hey boy," the cop yelled. Alan began running. His heart began to race. The cop chased after him. Alan didn't stop running. "Boy! Stop," the cop yelled again. Alan turned into an alley and found himself in a dead end. The cop looked at him. Alan began climbing the wall. He didn't want to end up in jail that was worse than turning into his father.
*If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to hold me down. I would change my direction and save myself before I... If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to push me around. I would change my direction and save myself before I...drown*
Alan kept running and looked back. He ran into the other cop. He hit the ground and rubbed his jaw. "Boy. Come with me," the cop picked him up and put handcuffs on him. He threw him into the backseat. Alan felt scared. He looked around. He felt uneasy. He felt alone. He wanted to see Nicole. Nicole? At that moment he knew that he had strong feelings toward Nicole. He loved her. The cops got into the car.
"Do I get a call," Alan asked sarcastically and smiled. Trying to hide his pain.
"Yes sure. When we get to the station," the cop drove to the station.
*Drown...Rolling faster than I'm breathing*
Once they got to station the cop removed Alan's handcuffs and let him make a phone call. He called to Nicole's. Her mother answered. "Hello,"
"Hi. Is Nicole there," Alan asked. He rested his palm against the wall.
"She isn't here Alan," her mother answered. "I'm sorry. I'll tell her you called when she gets here. Bye Alan," her mother hung up. Alan hung up and slammed his fist against the wall. He walked to front desk.
"Well Alan seems like you're going to court again, but this time you won't be so lucky," the cop looked at him. Alan sighed and sat on the chair. He knew he would be thrown in jail. His mother would be disappointed and yell at him for years to come. He couldn't believe it. His life was coming to an end. This was just great. He took off his baseball cap. "Hey Alan how do you like camp?" the cop asked. Alan glanced at the cop. Camp?
*If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to hold me down. I would change my direction and save myself before I... If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to hold me push me around. I would change my direction and save myself before I...drown*
A/N: This will be another chapter with a song. It will be mainly about Alan. The song is Three Days Grace "Drown". The song belongs to TDG. They wrote the song, so like yeah.
Chapter 8 "So how much," Alan asked as took out a bundle of cash. The guy looked at him as he held the package.
"50," the guy finally spoke. Alan nodded and handed the guy the cash. He took the package and took off. He had heard sirens down the street. He put on his hood and continued walking. The cop car drove past him. Alan felt a sense of relief. He continued to walk down the street.
*Good morning day. Sorry I'm not there. But all my favorite friends vanished in the air. It's hard to fly when you can't even run. Once I had the world, but now I've got no one*
"Alan you son of," his mother stormed into the room and found his room empty. "Alan!" she shouted to an empty room. She started throwing things around. Emptying his drawers. He had taken her money that she used to buy alcohol and cigarettes. "God damn it," she tore his room a part. Then she broke down and fell to the floor crying.
"How much," a guy asked. He was with a group of young guys. Alan had the package that he had bought earlier from the other guy.
"Wait is it even real," a blonde guy asked.
"Judge for yourself," Alan handed the guy the package. The guy looked inside to find marijuana. The other guys looked inside. "100," Alan said. The guys looked at him.
"No way," the blonde guy handed the package back to Alan.
"Fine. 80 not negotiable," Alan adjusted his baseball cap. The guys looked at each other and nodded. They handed Alan the cash and took the package. Alan grinned and walked off. He walked past a white house and knew instantly they had to be loaded. He walked around the house and found a window open. He began to climb.
"Alan," a voice said from behind him.
*If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to hold me down. I would change my direction and save myself before I... If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to push me around. I would change my direction and save myself before I...drown*
Alan came down from the window and looked at the person who called his name. He saw Nicole standing there. "What do you want," Alan barked at her.
"What are you doing," Nicole kind of laughed. She had never seen him breaking into someone's house.
"Making a living," Alan snapped and continued to climb inside. Nicole grabbed his waist.
"Get down here," she tugged at him, but he was persist and kept trying to climb in. "Alan," Alan fought out of her grip and fell to the floor into the house. He looked at her from the window. "Alan you aren't serious? Get out," Nicole whispered.
"Just wait for me," Alan rummaged through the things that were near the window. He found 40 dollars, a watch, a diamond ring, and a pearl bracelet. He climbed out and smiled.
"You are such an idiot. You left fingerprints all over the house," Nicole blew up at him.
"Whatever. I gotta go pawn this stuff," Alan headed to the pawnshop. Nicole followed him and grabbed his arm. "Look I got something for you," he held out the diamond ring. "Keep it," he handed it to her and took off. Nicole shook her head and just stuffed the ring into her pocket. Alan headed to the pawnshop. He wasn't going to let Nicole stop him from doing what he had to do.
*Good morning day. Sorry you're not here. But all those times before were never this unclear. It's hard to walk when you can't even crawl. Once I had this world, but now I've lost it all*
Alan walked out of the pawnshop with more than 80 dollars in his hand. He counted it and put it in his pocket. He saw the cops pass by again. He looked down trying not to focus on them. The cops pulled over and got out of the car. "Shit," Alan began walking faster. His heart started pounding.
"Hey boy," the cop yelled. Alan began running. His heart began to race. The cop chased after him. Alan didn't stop running. "Boy! Stop," the cop yelled again. Alan turned into an alley and found himself in a dead end. The cop looked at him. Alan began climbing the wall. He didn't want to end up in jail that was worse than turning into his father.
*If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to hold me down. I would change my direction and save myself before I... If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to push me around. I would change my direction and save myself before I...drown*
Alan kept running and looked back. He ran into the other cop. He hit the ground and rubbed his jaw. "Boy. Come with me," the cop picked him up and put handcuffs on him. He threw him into the backseat. Alan felt scared. He looked around. He felt uneasy. He felt alone. He wanted to see Nicole. Nicole? At that moment he knew that he had strong feelings toward Nicole. He loved her. The cops got into the car.
"Do I get a call," Alan asked sarcastically and smiled. Trying to hide his pain.
"Yes sure. When we get to the station," the cop drove to the station.
*Drown...Rolling faster than I'm breathing*
Once they got to station the cop removed Alan's handcuffs and let him make a phone call. He called to Nicole's. Her mother answered. "Hello,"
"Hi. Is Nicole there," Alan asked. He rested his palm against the wall.
"She isn't here Alan," her mother answered. "I'm sorry. I'll tell her you called when she gets here. Bye Alan," her mother hung up. Alan hung up and slammed his fist against the wall. He walked to front desk.
"Well Alan seems like you're going to court again, but this time you won't be so lucky," the cop looked at him. Alan sighed and sat on the chair. He knew he would be thrown in jail. His mother would be disappointed and yell at him for years to come. He couldn't believe it. His life was coming to an end. This was just great. He took off his baseball cap. "Hey Alan how do you like camp?" the cop asked. Alan glanced at the cop. Camp?
*If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to hold me down. I would change my direction and save myself before I... If I needed someone to control me. If I needed someone to hold me push me around. I would change my direction and save myself before I...drown*