Driver's Ed Chapter 5
Hello-I am so incredibly and wholly sorry that I didn't have this chapter up tonight (Well, my night. There are quite a few viewers. It might not go up at night where you are.) because the internet went down and won't go back up. There was literally nothing we could do. The company we get wifi through had outages of wifi throughout the southeast section of my city, which happens to be where I am. So I couldn't get on no matter how much I wanted to, to update this early. I had to stop at the local library to get on momentarily enough to put this up until our wifi comes back on.
This will NOT be the final chapter, everyone. It was my final day of driver's ed, but I still have the actual driving test to put up. It will undeniably be short, and I apologize greatly that the last chapter was so short as well. I really ran out of ideas, I'm afraid.
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Enjoy the SECOND to last chapter of Driver's Ed. Thank you all for reading. Reviews = crack and love forever. ~Schway.
Part One: Results [Collective]
"One hundred percent, Thad!" He smirked.
"One hundred percent, Derek!"
"One hundred percent, Logan!"
"One hundred percent, David!"
One hundred percent-" Mrs. Beesen stopped short, glancing at the easy test before her. She didn't finish her sentence as she quickly glanced through every test with lightning speed.
"Uh…One hundred percent everyone." She announced finally, a very impressed look spreading across her face at the news." The boys all shrugged, used to exceptionally exemplary grades, and as well, they thought the test was incredibly easy in the first place.
"But don't be so sure yet, all of you." Mrs. Beesen stated, getting up from her desk and resuming her normal place for lecture. "There is still yet another test to come today."
Part Two: Fire Extinguishers [Windsor]
Mrs. Beesen droned on and on for what seemed like eternity about what to keep in a car with you if you ever need it. She went over the basics that everyone had already figured in their head. Spare tire, car jack, a towel or paper towels for spills and checking oil, etc. Only near the end of her ramble did she come to something useful at all.
"And I always keep a fire extinguisher in the car with me. My husband has had to put out three car fires since we got married, and I just love him for it. He pulls over and sees a fire, he'll just whip that extinguisher out and put it out before the fire truck can get there."
All of the boys there in Windsor found a pen or marker and took note of this instantly. They were more than used to having things set on fire in Windsor house, from Satoru and Drew's room ninety percent of the time.
Satoru and Drew took special note of this, writing it multiple times; hands, arms, paper, on their phones. It'd certainly be something that they would need.
Part Three: Processions [Collective]
"Did you know that technically, even funeral processions through traffic are as important as emergency vehicles?" The teacher quizzed the class. "You are required to pull over and let them through when they come by, just as you would for an ambulance or fire truck."
The boys didn't think much of the statement. They simply noted that fact, never thinking they would need it for future reference.
None of these boys would die.
Not them.
Part Four: Over [Stuart Trio]
"You know, when your parents are planning for your funeral," Mrs. Beesen said to them solemnly. "Their lives end." Derek, Julian, and Logan glanced at one another, each boy's eyes full of understanding for their two best friend's situations.
Julian knew that his parent's lives would end. But only in one way. They wouldn't have their 'star' son to manage and fight over, to cause havoc in his life. They wouldn't have one more thing to brag about and be proud of, even though they didn't even care enough to work him to death all of his life, rarely getting breaks from auditioning, shooting, smiling, acting. They were likely to send him there in the first place. No, their lives wouldn't end. They could move on. From one another and their long-over marriage. His dad would keep being a famous director, his mom a beautiful actress. They would be pitied that their son died. They would love it, he thought.
Derek didn't care so much for his parents. Only for Amanda. That she would be distraught over his death. He promised himself that he would absolutely never do that to her. He was always there for her. He swore to himself long ago that he would be there to take her to school on her first day every day. The one thing he would always, and without hesitation, uphold. His parents only came after the thought of his sister. Would they even care?
Logan didn't think a second that his father would care about his disgusting gay son dying. His funeral would be nothing more than just another young, misguided teen dying. His father wouldn't shed a tear. He thought momentarily about Michelle. She was nice, but so young and hopeful. Hopeful that his father would change and accept Logan. But he knew that would never happen. Her life wouldn't end either. He knew so.
The trio went through all of that in one another minds in a moment, a single glance to know exactly what the other was thinking. They turned back to the front of class, a common understanding between the trio.
Part Five: DRUNK [Collective]
"And we are done!" Mrs. Beesen announced happily the moment they finished going over the last test of the day, everyone passing easily with only one or two people not acing the exam totally. All around the class were sighs of relief, smiles, and instant getting up from their desks, heading out to the parking lot, eager for the next, and last part of the day.
They got to wear the drunk goggles.
Now, many of the boys knew what it was like to be drunk. David recalled a time where he specifically fell off of a balcony onto a bouncy castle the last time he was. But they were all excited to try them on nonetheless, to see how well they did when they wore them, and not to mention, just how messed up their vision would be.
Nearly running out to the lot, the twins arrived first, waiting anxiously for their teacher to pull up in their car with the goggles. She did so just as Logan, Julian, and Derek sauntered out of the double doors, in no rush at all. The boys crowded around the trunk of Mrs. Beesen's car as she pulled out a case, turning to them sternly telling them that if they fell down, they would be the very last people to be able to use the goggles, so they all had to be very careful.
They boys nodded enthusiastically, pulling on the goggles as soon as they could get to them. Derek walked over quickly, snatching a pair of the so called 'super drunk' goggles before anyone else could get to them. As he put them on, he saw the cement shift over to the right a lot, and looking down a straight line, he saw it curve greatly. Logan made some smart remark about just how incredibly stupid he looked with those on, electing a chuckle from Julian by his side.
He had been drunk plenty. He knew how to behave in such a manner that no one could tell. He walked down the line expertly, the boys around him impressed as he never stepped off it or went wobbly. Smirking, he gently took the keys offered to him by Mrs. Beesen and opened up the car, sitting in it and putting the key in the ignition as easily as any sober man would.
The twins, not wanting to be showed up by a Stuart, grabbed two identical pairs of goggles as well, taking the challenge of perfection. They, too, walked down the line perfectly and erect, as if it was the easiest thing in the world. Evan got into the driver's seat first, getting in and putting key to ignition expertly, and his twin doing so just as exceptionally well.
As they left the car, however, they were shown a very drunk looking David stumbling down a line, hands out to catch himself as he stepped, unsure. At one moment, about to fall over and ruin everyone else's chances, Wes came up quickly from behind, catching his best friend before he even realized himself that he was falling.
Drew and Satoru were off to the side, looking into a pair of goggles with a notebook and pen out, seeming to asses just how far off the goggles were set, trying to figure out a way to beat the system. Danny tried the line with a pair of goggles, doing reasonably well, but still stumbling here and there.
Boy after boy went, doing anywhere from absolutely horrid to mildly ok. It was great fun watching them all trip and stumble, interested as to see just how bad they were when they were drunk.
Finally, Drew and Satoru, the partners in crime, took a pair, grinning at one another after supposing a formula. They lined themselves up on two lines, put on the goggles, and started off.
And then both nearly fell over almost instantly, the twins rushing up from behind them, laughing to catch them.
Slowly, the boys turned their goggles back to Mrs. Beesen, yet again laughing as they went over each boy's behavior in their head.
"Now boys," she said, sternly. "I know that a few of you didn't seem to be drunk at all," The twins grinned as Derek smirked around to the others. "But even if you are drunk, don't drive. It leads to horribly terrifying crashes, deaths, and injuries. And even if you're not the one driving, please, don't get in a car with someone who is. You saw how you all tried walking. How you stumbled and hit yourself just trying to get in. Would any of you do that? Would any of you get a car right now with anyone who was drunk?"
David shifted uncomfortably in the back of the group.
"So you all know now just how bad an idea it is to drive drunk, or drive with someone drunk. So be aware of that everyone. Now, our time is out, and you need to all get to home or to your drive lab. Bye!" She smiled, turning back to her car.
Mrs. Beesen got into her car and drove off back to her house, knowing that all the boys would be doing just fine when they took their drive test the next day. She knew that every single boy there would be a perfectly capable and attentive driver. Driving home, she smiled knowing that the group of exceptionally gifted boys would soon be on the road with her.