Phil
Phil Deville was upstairs in his bedroom getting dressed for school, when he heard his mom yell downstairs for him.
"Phil get your dumb ass down here now, I'm so sick and tired of this bullshit!" she yelled
"What the fuck was her problem now" he thought as he put on his Green Day t-shirt. He left out of his room and passed by Lil's room, she was missing school again for the third time this week, he didn't know what she had but he hoped she'd come to his homecoming party this weekend.
He went down the stairs and smelled alcohol on the carpet of the living room, he looked in front of the couch and saw that there was a big stain and a broken bottle of vodka on the living room floor, his mom chose that precise moment to walk in.
"What the fuck did I tell you about drinking in my got damn house!" She yelled.
"This isn't my shit mom"
"Oh well whose the fuck is it, it sure as hell aint your sister's, she hasn't been out of her room for three days now, so tell me Phil who's damn bottle is this on my fuckin floor"
"It's yours mom!" he yelled
"Don't you fuckin lie to me, I know you've been drinking in my house got Dammit," she yelled slurring as she advanced on him. He backed away from her and headed for the front door he couldn't talk to her while she was in this state.
"Don't you fucking walk away from me you little piece of shit"
"I gotta go to school mom"
"Oh yeah well don't bother come back, I want you outta here, you are not gonna fuckin destroy my house, you hear me! Don't come back or ill call the police!" she yelled
"Oh you're gonna call the police on your own kid mom, for what mom, I didn't do anything how the fucks that gonna work!" he yelled before he walked out the door.
"You'll see don't come back to my fuckin house!" she yelled as she slammed the door behind him.
Whatever, he thought as he put his Ipod in his ears and walked to school, once he got there he saw Chuckie who came over to him and gave him a high five.
"Hey dude everyone's looking forward to your party next weekend, people are saying that it's gonna be project X awesome" he said excitedly.
"Fuck yeah dude, you know I pull out all the stops" He said walking in the school building.
"How's Lil" Chuckie asked.
"She's still sick, I think I'll take her to the hospital after school if she still feels shitty, you know"
"Yeah, well I gotta go wake and bake before class," said Chuckie pulling out a little baggy of pot. "Care to join"
"Naw dude, next time" said Phil
"Suit yourself pussy, see you later" he said smirking, walking off. Phil shook his head and laughed as he pulled out his books and starting walking to class. He'd really tried to stay on the straight and narrow path since Suzie finally spoke to him a few weeks ago and told him the real reason why she couldn't hang out with him anymore.
He walked into his first period English class and sat in the back of the room he had a few minutes before class began so he opened his book and read a little. Some one came over to him and caused him to look up.
"Hello gorgeous wanna blow off first period while I blow you"
"Uh, no thanks Natasha" he said politely. She pouted and went around the desk to sit in his lap frustrating him.
"Come on cutie we can have some fun like we used to" she said.
"Look you nasty bitch get the fuck off my lap before I make you," he said dismissing her. She huffed and got off of his lap and walked out of the class room as the teacher walked in.
"Good morning class, let's go over last nights homework, who'd like to present first?" she asked. Phil's hand shot up in the air to the surprise of everyone.
"Mr. Deville, very well then come on up" she said.
Phil walked to the café slowly as he passed by Suzie's last class he saw her in there talking to Brad Matthews, a class brain like herself but a total douche bag, it was no secret that he had an interest in Suzie for all the wrong reasons, but Suzie didn't know that.
Phil opened the classroom door and walked inside. Susie and Brad were the only ones in there.
"Hey Phil" said Suzie smiling, her parents still didn't want her associating with him but they couldn't control her when she was at school, at least that's what he told her.
"Wassup Suzie, Matthews" he said a little less enthusiastically.
"Deville," said Brad sizing him up, "Well Suzie I must be going but please consider what I asked and let me know" he said smiling at her.
"Sure" she said politely. Brad walked out of the class and Phil sat on a desk while Suzie gathered her things.
"So what did that dick face ask you?"
"Phil language" she scolded
"Sorry, so what did that fuck face ask you" he said she laughed and shook her head, he smiled she had a lovely laugh.
"He asked me to come to your party with him" she said coolly.
"You're not gonna go with him are you? He's an ass," he said scoffing.
"It might be the only way I can go Phil," she said sighing. Phil hopped off the desk and got really close to Suzie grabbing her elbows forcing her to look at him.
"I don't wanna see you with him, or any other guy" he said sincerely, she smiled at him.
"I know," she said smiling and kissing him on the cheek, he doubled back and kissed her on the lips as passionately as he could, taking her by surprise, when he pulled away she just stood there dazed with her eyes closed.
"Just make sure I'm the one you're spending most of your time with" he said smirking. Leaving the classroom and Suzie to her thoughts.
As he got to the café Tommy came over to him, "Phil I need to talk to you" he said seriously.
"Wassup" he asked.
"Not here dude," he said motioning for them to go to the parking lot outside the café.
"Ok, what's so important" he asked
"How's Lil?" he asked with a worried look on his face, Phil looked at him skeptically. "It's just that she hasn't been to school in a couple days and Kimi said she quit the squad," he said cautiously
"She's fine just a little cold" said Phil curiously "Why?"
"I was just wondering" he said stuffing his hands in his football jacket, "Do you think it's alright if I come by and see her after school today"
"Dude I don't care, my mom's being a total bitch though"
"Alright, thanks" he said. Phil nodded deciding to leave that conversation where it was. As he was walking in he heard someone calling his name.
"DEVILLE! 1" the person yelled out, Phil looked over it was a rough looking older dude in his mid twenties, he was surrounded by a couple of guys in their late teens and early twenties about four or five of them. "Come here buddy," he said sweetly
Phil walked over there dejectedly.
"You've been avoiding me Deville, I don't like that shit ok, especially not from some little bitch ass teenager"
"Look Marco I haven't been avoiding you I just need some time ok," said Phil
"You said that two fuckin months ago, you got no damn time dude," he said as two of his cronies grabbed Phil's arms holding him in place. Phil decided not to struggle.
"Look Marco, dude, I'm gonna get you your money next weekend my homecoming party I promise you just gimmie till then" he pleaded.
"Fine, you have until next weekend, but just to make sure you don't fuck up here's a little warning from my boy Smash" he said as the only guy that wasn't holding him came up and punched him hard in the gut. Phil let out a cry of pain as the guy punched him twice more.
"I said I'll get it!" yelled Phil. Marco signaled for Smash to stop and let the other two guys drop Phil as he fell to the ground. Marco stood over him and leaned down.
"You'd better or you're gonna get another fuckin visit from us and next time you might not walk away from it. The four guys walked off and Phil just held his stomach as he groaned in pain.
