"Dude Charlie," Henry said, lazily from the back of Charlie's brand new Lexus. "We're going to be late if you don't hurry up."
Charlie looked at his brother from the window. "Stuff it Henry."
"Fine," Henry retorted, and then went back to lazily looking out the window.
"He's right you know," Lorraine said, who was sitting next to Charlie in the front seat. "We're going to be late."
"Not on my watch," said Charlie, who began driving like a mad man.
Henry and Lorraine spent the entire ride screaming their heads off.
Charlie finally finished driving, and stopped abruptly. People backed away, screaming. Lorraine and Henry simultaneously flung open the door, and hopped out, screaming, "Oh my gosh! LAND!"
Charlie came out. "Hey, we're not late."
Natya, Lorraine's friend, came running out. "LORRAINE! Oh my gosh are you okay? Charlie what is wrong with you? You want her to die?"
Charlie grinned sheepishly. "Served her right."
A police car drove up next to Charlie's Lexus. Charlie's smile faded. "Uh-oh."
"Show me your license," he said.
Charlie flipped it out.
"Charles Baker," the policeman said in a firm voice. "Did you realize that you were driving at 90 miles an hour when you were supposed to be driving at 30?"
"Uh," Charlie answered hesitantly. "No. I just went with the flow of the traffic."
"Oh," the policeman said. "Well I'm sorry, but there was no traffic. Just because there are some cars going at an exceedingly fast pace, doesn't mean that you should as well. I'm sorry Mr. Baker, but I think I'll have to give you a ticket."
"Please don't," Charlie begged. "Please! My parents are going to kill me!"
"Tough luck," the policeman replied. "You shouldn't speed. And you're going to have to go to driving school for a week. The fine is three hundred dollars."
"What?" Charlie gasped. "I don't have that much."
"Don't you have a checkbook?" the policeman asked him.
"Oh," Charlie said, embarrassed. "Yeah." He pulled out his checkbook and wrote a three hundred dollar check while Natya and Lorraine sniggered from the side.
The policeman saluted him, as if making fun of him, got back in the car and left.
"Dude," said one of Charlie's enemies. "Look what just happened to the farmer."
Charlie's face was flushed red. "Darn it. Henry, Lorraine, look what you did."
"Well excuse me!" Natya yelled. "First you go speeding around like a madman, and obviously you get a ticket, and then you blame it on Henry and Lorraine! Come on Lorraine, let's go."
Lorraine, Henry, and Natya, walked away from Charlie, who was sitting, quite embarrassed in the school parking lot. He finally got his stuff, and headed for his first class, History.
k that was kinda stoopid. that's ok tho. lol. Review?
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