The boys and Redd ran across the dark park; Pest and Redd on their bikes. When they came upon the shed, Redd and Pest tossed down their bikes and joined the others in front of the wooden shed. The teens heaved breathlessly, still in shock of the white 'apes' attack on Moses.
"Aye, Pest," Moses gained his attention, "Ya got any of dem bangas?"
"Yeah," Pest said taking out some firecrackers from his pocket.
Pest leaned over towards Redd, who lit the firecracker with her dragon decorated lighter. Pest ran up to the shed, threw in the firecracker, and jogged back to Redd's side. A couple seconds later, there was a popping sound, followed by smoke, light, and screeches from the creature; which Redd was pretty sure that it was an alien. After a few more seconds, the commotion stopped. Moses stared into the wooden shed; glaring into the shed, he charged. The others stood outside the shed, the single light tinting them orange. The listened to Moses beating the creature with the branch he found.
"Aye," Moses shouted, "Back meh! Back meh!"
The five teens ran into the shed, causing greater commotion. Everyone struggled with the creature, trying to pin it down. The creature, dubbed alien by Redd, got a few swipes in on the only female of their gang, ripping part of her jeans on her right thigh. Soon enough, it went quiet. Silent
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The gang of teenagers walked out of the shed, the creature strung upon the sharp edge of the branch like a flag. Everyone formed a circle around Moses, using their phones to see the creature in the dark.
"What is dis ting?" Dennis asked, moving his phone closer to the creature.
"Dats an alien, bruv! Believe it!" Pest boasted, "It came down ta take over de Ear'h!"
"Til it landed in de wrong place," Redd commented, "Welcome ta de Ends~"
Dennis grinned, "Yeah, mothafucka!" He feigned towards the alien.
Moses raised the alien above his head as the gang began to chant, becoming ruddy and swaying back and forth. Redd and Pest began to jump, causing the others, besides Moses, to copy them. Their chants could be heard on the other side of the park, loud and proud.
"BLOCK!"
"BLOCK!"
"BLOCK!"
"BLOCK!"
"BLOCK!"
"BLOCK!"
The boys and Redd walked beside the chain link, Pest dragging the alien along with them. Redd strolled next to Pest, who was talking animatedly to everyone about the alien. She laughed at a few of his jokes and looked by to Biggz. He was holding her bike, since he suggested to earlier, and she wanted to make sure he was 'treating' it right.
"Ya, bettah treat dat bike righ', Biggz!" she shouted back to the African boy. The boys busted out in laughter as Biggz mocked her by caressing the red bike lovingly.
Biggz looked up at Moses, who was leading the gang of delinquents back to the block, "Ay, Moses," Moses tilted his head to acknowledge him, "Wha' are we gonna do wiv dis ting?"
Pest turned back to Biggz, "Take it ta Ron," he turned back around facing forward when Redd moved him so he wouldn't trip, "He watches dat Geographical shit! All dat man evah does is blaze, water dem big buds, and watch de nature channel"
"Ya know dat he's righ'," Redd chuckled elbowing Pest softly, "He's da only reason dat de block smells like bud"
The boys laughed as Biggz answered his phone; he's a momma's boy and knows it, he quickly explained why he was late and told his mom he'd be home soon. Jerome took out his cellphone and called Ron to tell him of their 'Beast of Braxton'.
"Ay, Moses," Dennis called from the back of the group, "Why ya always pickin the poor people, man?"
The whole gang started to laugh, knowing that it was true. Dennis soccer kicked the wallet into a small patch of grass and kept walking.
"Ay, man, we shady, we shady," Moses tried to defend.
The gang turned a corner and started walking toward the youth center, where they saw Tia and her friends. Dimples was the first to notice them and comment.
"Wha?" She questioned pointing to the alien, "What is dat?"
"An alien, Dimps," Redd countered; she never really liked Dimples- to stuck up.
"Watch it, Hermaphrodite," Dimples growled.
"Ya wanna go, Cush Crotch?" Redd said pushing up the sleeves of her skin tight red hoodie.
"Now, now," Jerome said holding Redd back; knowing the damage she can do.
Tia shook her head and stared at Moses, "Did dat ting do dat to ya face?"
He stared back, "Yeah"
"So, ya killed it?"
"Yeah"
The others felt a little awkward standing there as the two stared 'passionately' at one another. Pest grinned and shared a look with Redd. He jerked the alien forward, causing all the girls to run away and Tia to grab the door behind her. Pest chuckled and wrapped one arm around Redd's waist.
Biggz and Jerome rode on the borrowed bikes ahead of the others. Everyone squeezed through the smaller alley way. They found two younger boys from the block setting a recycling bin on fire; the paper one to be specific.
"Gavin!" Redd yelled catching the African boy's attention.
"Ya pyro!" Moses yelled after her.
Gavin turned around looking a bit miffed, "My name ain't Gavin, its Mayhem," he gestured to his friend, "An' he's Probs"
"Y're fuckin' wiv meh, righ'" Redd jeered, her head laying on Pest's shoulder with his arm still around her waist, "Mayhem an' Probs? Those has ta be the weakest names I've evah heard"
The boys looked pissed but gained an expression of interest as the group passed them and they got a look at the alien.
"Whoa!"
"What is dat?!"
"None of ya business," Redd countered.
"No," Probs squeaked, "Let us roll wiv you, Moses!"
"Yeah," Mayhem spoke, "We bad boys, Moses, bad boys!"
"Go home, Reginald," Jerome twisted back while riding Pest's bike, "Y're too tiny"
"Innit past y're bed time?**" Pest teased.
"Go suck y're mom" Reginald countered.
The group ooh'd at the burn as Pest and Redd turned to the youth with smirks on their faces; they taught them well.
The group stopped off near the garage to lock up the bikes then headed towards the elevator. When the teens walked in they noticed an older man, probably in his twenties, listening to music and talking on his cellphone. He quickly hung up as the teens surrounded him; hiding his phone and iPod.
"I already pushed the button," he said trying not to look scared, "It's taking enough time"
The teens scoffed. They loved playing with people's heads, especially if they didn't live in the block; they didn't know the routine. The elevator dinged and the teens got on, leaving the older man by himself. Dennis feigned towards him, intimidatingly.
"It's okay," He informed them, "I'll catch the next one"