OK here we go I own everything that is in my closet, floor, and in my house anything eles sadly no which means for all the "Slow" people I do not own the characters!

Why fourteen year olds dont drive

Roy had finally been ungrounded from the whole sneak out fiasco so to speak but like most fourteen year olds he couldn't stay out of trouble. It all started with one question.

"Hey Ollie can I drive?" The boy asked with despirtion on his face.

"Do you got your driving licence?" he asked with a sarcastic tone.

"No" Roy said with still desperation in his voice.

"Do you got your parment?" Oliver asked.

"No" he said again.

"Have you ever drove a car before?" He said with a knowing voice,

"No"

"Then what the h** makes you think I will let you drive a 250,000 dollar car?" Oliver said with a loud do-you-think-I'm-crazy voice.

"umm because you love me?" He said with what only could come to his mind.

"Why do you want to drive so badly?" Oliver asked

"because I want to." He said as only a fourteen year old could.

"Fine we will drive to a empty parking lot though."

"Yesssss" he said whi excitement.

They waited till it got dark where no cars where in the parking lot.

"Ok now this is the clutch, this is the brake, and this is the…" He contunied teaching his adoptive son which contols to press and where and when to turn.

"OK I think I got it?" Roy said with achivment on his face.

They were doing really good an hour then Oliver decided it was time to go home.

"Ok just pull up hear and-" he said but was cut of by his expencive bumper hittin a 42ft tall pole light.

Roy instantly turned pale and Oliver looked down and the gears. "Roy, oh son of mine, you had it on reverse." He said through clentched teeth.

Roy looked down and said in as innocent as his voice could get "ooppps"

The car ride home was very silent no one spoke a word. Roy didn't dare speak when they got home Roy went straight up to his room as fast as he could go. "Hey Roy what's wrong?" She asked the teenager already in his room.

She then heard the front door slam and knew something had happened.

"Hey sweetie what's wrong? Why did Roy dash for his room like his life depended on it?"

"check my 250,000 dollar car and see why."

She then walked out of the house and into the garage to see the bumper totaled. She then walked in and said, "You didn't"

"I did" he said with regret in his voice. "Wait so you let a fourteen year old drive a very expincive car?" he just nodded his head.

She then slapped him repadiy, "You let a FOURTEEN YEAR OLD DRIVE" She cept slapping and hitting him for the rest of the night.

Roy has never been allowed to drive one of his mentors new cars and Oliver is still hearing grief about it from his 'Pretty bird'.

R&R I know I know very short but promise the next chapter will be longer!