Blake was waiting outside of the De Santa house, as she was supposed to be picked up by her best friend, Lunch.
The pink haired teen decided to pick Blake up from the house, so they can go to school together at Rockford Hills Academy. But the dark haired teen remember that Lunch had her car repossessed by the Los Santos Police Department for smoking marijuana in the car, while having an open beer and also an expired registration.
So, how was Lunch going to pick up Blake?
As Blake waited outside of the house, Jimmy happened to walk out of the house too, before he was greeted by the dark haired teen.
"So, you finally got your eyes from off the TV, huh?" Blake asked.
"Yeah for a while," Jimmy replied. "Do you have some money on you?"
"Why you asking me that?" Blake asked. "Should you be asking Uncle M or Dad whatever you call him?"
"Look I want some pot, but if tell that Dad I want some money, he's going to fuckin' flipped out on me about me getting a job,"
"He speaks the truth, Jim," Blake replied. "I'm tryna find me a job too, instead of being like Tracey, who sells her body,"
Blake and Jimmy laughed, until the gates to the De Santa house slides open as a black Gallivanter Baller, SUV slowly came in. The inside of the SUV had greyish white smoke covering the inside of the interior, as it should through the windows.
The SUV honked twice as Blake and Jimmy looked confused, before they walked towards the front driver's side.
"Oh shit, I smell pot,"
"And I know who's this," Blake said, before tapping the window as it rolled down. Weed smoke was coming out the SUV, as it revealed Lunch looking at them.
"What's up, Blakie?" Lunch greeted, before she turned her head to see Jimmy.
She immediately fixed her posture and unbuttoned a few of her buttons to her school uniform to show her pink bra. "Hey, Jim Jim, how you been?"
"Lunchables, I know you are not driving in Steve's car while smoking weed,"
"So, what?" Lunch asked. "Stevie don't even give a fuck. All he care about is being famous on TV and fuckin' my moms,"
Lunch grabbed a weed joint from her left ear, and she gave to Jimmy.
"It's called Girl Scout Cookies, Jim," Lunch stated. "It's better than Los Santos Kush,"
"Thanks, Lunch," Jimmy said, taking the weed joint into his own hand.
"Go to school, Lunch," Blake finally said.
"But… you need a ride," Lunch stated.
"I'm going on my bike," Blake explained. "I'll see you later, but make sure that Steve's car is in one piece,"
"One piece?" Lunch said confused, before she finally understand it. "Oh, alright,"
She finally rolled up the window, as she put Steve's car in drive, before she almost runned over Jimmy and Blake.
"Lunch!" Jimmy exclaimed.
"What the hella you doin'," Blake asked.
She went around the driveway, by turning right where the front doors were, scraping the sides of the SUV and then turned right once more, before she hit the back of Tracey's car. Blake balled up her fists, as she watched Lunch finally leaving out the driveway, laughing at the damages she did to Steve's SUV and Tracey's car.
"My friend's dumb as hell,"
"Yeah, but she kinda cool," Jimmy explained.
It was now the afternoon time at the De Santa house, as Blake, Max, and Lunch were left alone to clean up the mansion home after having a hangover of not remembering what happened last night.
All they remember is that they were smoking weed and then they somehow brought Ethan's party-goers from the Vinewood Hills home, who escape the police and decided to have the party here.
There was a LifeInvader post on the girl's page, saying that the continuation of the party will be at Michael's house. Hours later, it got way out of hand when the girls woke up not remembering a thing and having the house destroyed.
So, the girls decided to team up by cleaning up the whole house, before Michael returns home from Sandy Shores to be reunited with Blake once again.
Lunch was outside of the house, removed the three ply toilet paper from the small bushes, trees, and even on the house. She alerted Blake that her uncle's Obey Tailgater was still locked in the garage, unharmed along with her electric blue motorcycle.
Which brought relieved to one of Blake's worries.
Max was cleaning up the living room area, as her black and white Corgi dog, Zen-Zen was licking up some of the pizza sauce and peanut butter from off the hardwood floor and even the green kale juice. She had another large trash bag, as the other was used the clean the foyer which was already cleaned early in the morning time.
Blake was in the kitchen area and also the dining area, as she removing the broken shot glasses and red solo cups fill with beer or maybe her uncle's expensive whisky. She poured it out into the sink, as she watching the good alcohol going down the drain. She cleaned off the counter that was covered with Lunch's unrie. She decided to use lemon scented kitchen cleaner as she was wiping it off.
"The outside," Lunch announced, holding two large trash bags dropping them to the floor. "Is clean and also the pool,"
Blake looked down at the floor where Lunch was next to the trash bags, as it as ripped open somewhere spilling out pool water and a few cigarette butts.
"Lunchables, thanks alot,"
"What'd I do?" She asked.
"I have to clean the floors once again," Blake explained.
She looked down at the trash bags, as it was still spilling out pool water and cigarette butts, before a pibweisser beer bottle came out as well.
"Uh, I can explain,"
Then Max came into the living room with Zen-Zen tailing behind her feet. The dog looked at spilled pool water and cigarettes butts coming out, before he started walking towards it, hoping that he can clean it up.
Before he could do that, Max immediately pulled him back as he was whining softly.
"Y'know what?" Blake said, before pointing to Lunch. "This is all your fault. I knew it from the beginning that this was your fault,"
"My fault," Lunch asked, pointing to herself. "How's it my fault?"
"You got me and Max high for the first time and we somehow had Ethan's party over here," Blake explained.
"None of the would have never happen, Lunchables, if we could have stayed in bed until the next morning," Max stated. "We were all lucky that the cops, Mr. DS's neighbors, or even your stepfather, Haines didn't call or even come over and we could have been caught and sent to jail overnight,"
"You don't have to worry about me going to jail," Lunch said, placing her hands on the side of your hips. "I'm a fuckin' famous for being in jail,"
"Cause, you are soon to be Steve Haines' stepdaughter, when he marries her in the summer. That wedding will be on TV. Live, Lunchables!" Blake explained. "You act like my Uncle T and even a pinch of Franklin's friend Lamar,"
"I don't give a fuck about him," Lunch explained, before a few tears started coming out of her blue eyes. "My Mommy was there for me, and now she cared about him. I wish my Mom didn't care about him, and leave his ass, so he can get embarrassed on TV and at his job as a fuckin' FIB fuck,"
Blake realize that she hurt Lunch's feelings.
"You don't want Selena to marry Steve, don't you?" Blake asked.
"No, I want it be like the old days, with my mom and Lil Chris where I don't have to whoop his little ass," Lunch said, covering her eyes wiping off her tears.
"Why can't you tell her that?" Max asked.
"I can't," Lunch explained. "She loves that bastard so much. She won't listen to me,"
Max and Blake were listening to Lunch's every word. She wanted to have her mother's love once more, before Steve came into the picture.
They even remember that Selena told them about how everything was fine, before Lunch showed this new behavior by showing out. But, Selena still love her daughter, Lynnette no matter what.
Even, Blake and Max love their friend no matter what too.
If she was high.
If she was drunk and throwing up.
They still love her as a friend, but they wanted to help her.
They showed her that they cared about her by giving her a hug, and even Zen-Zen climbed onto Lunch's legs, before he licked her right naked leg.
"We're gonna help you, Lunch," Max stated. "But we have to help Blakie with her problem first,"
"Yeah, Uncle Michael says that I can't be friends with you anymore, Lunch," Blake explained, removing her arms around Lunch. "If he find this house still a mess and even you, Lunchables. I'll be dead. I mean it this time,"
"Then what the fuck are we doin' standing around," Lunch asked, once her sad behavior changed. "I still want to be friends with you Blake. Even if I had to get past King Kong,"
The girls laughed at the joke about Michael.
Blake heard her iFruit phone chimed as she pulled it out from behind her back pocket. She received a text message from Michael as she studies the message.
"Who was that?" Max asked.
"Uncle M," Blake replied.
"What's wrong now," Lunch asked.
"He wants me to go grocery shopping," Blake explained. "He made me a list to get. So, you two are going to have to clean up for a while, until I return. He told me to take his car,"
"Don't worry bout a thing," Max stated.
"We got this, Badass," Lunch said.
Blake smiled at her friends, before she went upstairs to grab a shirt from out of her closet to place over her bikini top. She grabbed a gray short sleeve Los Santos shirt and place on her black high tops over her feet. She went back downstairs to grab the keys to her uncle's Obey Tailgater and also her phone, before leaving her friends alone in the house.
Blake went into the nearest neighborhood Junes supermarket, as she grabbed a green push basket and went over the list of food Michael wanted to her get. From chicken and steak, Blake went down each aisle in a hurry trying to get everything on the list even chocolate, since she had a craving for it… and even Michael if he finds it.
She even went down the liquor aisle and grabbed two bottles of expensive bourbon whiskey that her uncle always drinks to cover up what happened to the last bottle with Lunch.
She heard her phone chimed once again, as it was a text message from Max saying that they need more cleaning supplies.
Blake groaned at the message, before she sprinted towards the cleaning supplies aisle to grab cleaning wipes, dishwasher soap, laundry detergent, bleach, and even carpet cleaning.
When she got finally every cleaning supplies she texted back Max saying that she was on her way back. Once she made it to the register, she immediately pile all the things on the conveyor belt as the cashier was scanning them quickly because she told him that she was in a hurry.
Once he reached the expensive bourbon whiskey, he asked her if she was over eighteen, but he decide to let it slide since Blake gave him a solid hundred dollar bill to make him shut up.
"You must had a wild party last night," He asked, before Blake had every grocery bag in the push basket.
Blake glared at him. "You better shut the fuck up about this or else I'll come back and cut your balls off with my switchblade knife that my crazy uncle gave me for my fifth birthday,"
With that said, she finally left the grocery store with the food and cleaning supplies place in the back trunk of her uncle's black Obey Tailgater.
Once she made it back to the house, she and her friends helped her place the food and clean supplies into the kitchen. As Blake took care of the food by placing it into the refrigerator, she moved the rest of the brownies out of the refrigerator and wrapped it with plastic wrap, before she heard the doorbell ringing throughout the house.
Blake walked out of the kitchen to see Lunch about to answer the door.
Her eyes widened. "Yo, don't touch that door!" Blake shouted. "Everyone freeze!"
As they froze, they waited until someone makes a noise from outside for them to go away.
"Aye, Blake, you in there?"
Everyone sigh in relief as they heard who was on the other side of the glass front doors.
"Oh, shit, I thought I might shit myself again if it was Steve or the po-po," Lunch said in relieved.
"Yeah, but don't do that here," Blake said walking towards the front doors. "You still have a bathroom to clean, Miss Lunchables,"
"Since you sharded it up," Max giggled, before grabbing a plunger, a gallon of lemon scented bleach, and a white tea and lily air freshener to placed in her arms. "Now get to work,"
"Yes ma'am!" Lunch said, like a drill sergeant.
Blake giggled at Lunch, before she opened the right side door, and walked towards him instead of inviting him into the house.
"Hey, Frankie," Blake said suddenly. "How you doin' this morning?"
"Good," Franklin smiled before pulling Blake closer to him. "I came to check on my girl after what happened last night,"
Blake blushed, placing a hand on his left cheek. "Thank you for saving me. Your so kind,"
Franklin reached down and gave Blake a kiss on the lips, before staring at her before teal colored eyes. Blake relaxed against Franklin's chest as his arms were wrapped around her waist.
"Speaking of last night, who was that guy that had his arms around you?"
"Uh, he's like a senior hottie at my school," Blake explained, before removing herself from him. "His name is Ethan and he tried to get me in bed and but the worse of all… I did something bad…"
"What happened, baby," Franklin asked. "What the fuck happen?"
"Frankie, please forgive me…" Blake had tears running down her eyes. "He kissed me and… he got rough with me,"
"What?!" Franklin asked. "Oh hell no! Where's this motherfucker at?"
"I don't know, Franklin," Blake replied. "But I was scared about when he kissed me. I thought about you and he wanted me,"
"You'll be alright," Franklin said, pulling Blake closer to him. He can hear Blake still crying against his chest, as she held onto his white shirt and black jacket. "Baby, it's alright. Nobody ain't gonna hurt you, when I'm 'round,"
"I'm sorry, Frankie," Blake cried. "I shoulda came back to the house, instead of going to that party,"
"You didn't know what could happen," Franklin explained. "But I'm glad that you're okay, Blake,"
He lifted up her chin to look at sobbing face, before Blake opened her eyes. He wiped off the running tears off her face, before holding her face into the palm of his large hands.
"I love you so much," he whispered against her pink lips, still stained with purple lip stick.
His lips were against Blake's once more as she moved against his. She moaned softly into the kiss, as she felt relaxed once more.
Being with him and feeling his touch again her pale skin made her more alive. She would love to give him make up sex, but the house still a mess and also her friends inside cleaning it up.
It would have to wait until later.
Once he removed his lips, Blake looked back at him with wonder filled eyes.
A small smile was curled up on her lips. "I love you too, Franklin,"
Blake wrapped her arms around him, as the same smile was kept on her lips. Franklin loved her smile as long as she was happy to be with him as a boyfriend.
"What you doin' here?" Blake asked.
"I came by to check on you and also to take you with me,"
"Where?" Blake asked while she was confused.
"Your uncle called me and told me to pick him up from T," Franklin explained. "He also told me to bring you, so he can see how you're feelin',"
Blake's eyes widened. "Fuck!"
Once she sweared, she removed her arms from him.
"What's wrong?" Franklin asked.
"Oh, nothing, Frankie," She flashed a fake smile. "I'm just happy I'm gonna see my favorite uncle and also my crazy one,"
"Okay, you ready,"
"Uh, no!" Blake said suddenly. "I… have to… freshen myself up. I can't go into the desert, wearing this,"
"Okay, then," Franklin said. "I'll wait for you downstairs,"
"Wait," Blake said suddenly, while blocking him from the doors. "Just wait outside for a moment,"
Blake walked back into the house as Lunch came back downstairs wearing a mask holding a plunger in one hand and the lemon scented bleach in the other. Max walked towards the front foyer, as she had glass cleaner in her hands.
"Is the living room clean?" She asked Max.
"Yeah, why?"
"Franklin wants to come in while he waits on me," Blake explained. "Make sure he stays in the living room and don't let him wander around the house cause I know it's still a mess,"
She turned to Lunch and pointed her finger at her. "You better not embarrass me in front of my man, ya hear me?"
"Oooo, so he's call your man, now?" Lunch asked, placing the stuff down on the floor, before removing the face mask.
"Don't make me slap your ass silly," Blake warned. "This is super cereal right now. Keep him in the living room,"
Blake opened the doors to invite Franklin in, until she noticed Chop as he jumped onto the dark haired teen and started licked her face while she was laying down on the floor.
Blake was giggling as she was trying to push the dog off her.
"Chop, Chop, stop it,"
"Chop, get off her," Franklin pulled him back on his green collar as he stay still. "Man, I need to school yo ass,"
Blake stood up from the floor with the help of her friends, before she started talking once more.
"Franklin, you remember Max," Blake asked.
"Wassup Max, how you been,"
"I'm good, trying to stay cool that's all," Max replied.
"You still scared of Chop?" Blake asked.
"No-"
Then Max heared her Corgi dog, Zen-Zen running towards her from behind as the small dog noticed Chop front of him.
Chop ended up barking loudly in front of Zen-Zen, as Max immediately pick up her own dog hugging him close. She could tell that her own dog was scared of the large rottweiler, as he was whining and stayed so close to her owner.
"Chop, sit," Blake commanded pointing her finger at him.
He followed that command as he listen to Blake.
"Good boy,"
"Oh, I have a treat for him," Lunch said, before running off into the kitchen and grabbing one of the brownies.
"Wait, what's that you have?" Franklin asked.
"A brownie," Lunch replied, as she was feeding Chop one of the cold brownies from the refrigerator.
"Wait a fuckin' minute," Blake exclaimed. "Don't feed the dog a shit brownie,"
"A what?" Franklin asked. "What did you fed him?"
"Okay, now that's just plain wrong," Max stated.
"Chill out, it was a regular chocolate brownie," Lunch stated, as Chop was now licking the rest of the brownie pieces from out of the palm of her hand.
Blake pulled Lunch close to her. "That better be a regular brownie, ya hear me, Lunchables,"
"Yeah, I'm sure, hell I even checked it out," Lunch explained.
Blake let go of her friend's arm, as she slowly relax while watching Chop. He was still moving around just fine, before he started walking off.
"Alright, I'll be here with the dog," Franklin said, before walking towards the living room area where Chop was at the moment.
Blake nodded, before climbing up the stairs to go into her bedroom and grab some decent clothes to wear.
She headed into the shower, hoping to wash out the scent of last night of drinking beer and the smell of Lunch's Girl Scout Cookies pot.
As she relaxed against the warm shower, she started having glimpses of the night when Franklin had taken her into his arms. She remembered that she loved every minute of it, as she had her eyes closed. She would love to do it again someday, but this time it'll be more private again just like at his house. But she has to reveal her relationship towards Franklin one day to her family.
Except for Tracey, who is willing to do everything just to expose the relationship to her dad.
Once she got out of the shower, she put her long but damp black hair up into a tight ponytail as she sprayed hold on hairspray, hoping that it will keep it into place when she out in the desert. She placed her dangling feather earring into the right side of her earlobe and around her neck was her black choker collar necklace with the small daisy flower dangling. She wore a black short sleeve shirt and a red and black plaid flannel shirt. Blue skinny jeans were on her legs as she wore burgundy red biker boots on her feet.
She was ready to go, as she climbed back down the stairs to see Franklin still sitting on the couch as Chop was next to him.
"Hey, Chop, come here boy," Lunch called him out, as he ran towards her, before wrapping his front legs around her right leg.
"Oh, hey, wait a minute?!" Lunch exclaimed. "I'm not like that,"
Chop started humping Lunch's leg, as the pink-haired girl started complaining about it while trying to pushed him off. Max was laughing at it, while she was still holding onto her corgi dog and her hands.
Franklin pulled him back as he complained about humping her girlfriend's friend leg, before he noticed his girlfriend standing in the living room.
"You ready,"
"Just one more thing and I'm ready,"
"Alright, I'll wait out in the car," Franklin said, before Chop was following him. Once they finally left the house, Blake was along with her best friends.
"Listen, I have to go pick up my Uncle Michael from Sandy Shores," Blake explained. "I'm leaving you two to clean up the rest of the house before I return,"
"Blake, I'm not sure if we can clean up the house before he comes home," Max stated.
"Yeah we only clean up the bathroom, the living room, and the kitchen so far, and also the backyard," Lunch explained.
"Look I will call and make sure that you're doing your jobs," Blake explained. Once we're pulling up in the driveway you have to leave as soon as you can. Do not hide in the house. You need to leave out the backyard and go out the other way,"
"Okay, we'll do the best we can to hurry up with our jobs," Max explained. "But, you need to call us as soon as you arrive in Sandy Shores so we'll know how long it takes,"
"Don't worry I will," Blake replied, before looking at Lunch. "Listen I bought two bourbon whiskeys for my Uncle Michael. If one of the bottles is empty when I get home, I'm gonna snitch on you to Steve, telling him that you were at that party and you were smoking pot. Is that clear, Lunchables?"
"Crystal,"
"Keep an eye on her," Blake said to Max.
"I got you,"
Before Blake left the house, somehow she had an idea.
An evil idea just to get back at her Uncle Trevor, if he was there at the nasty trailer home in the desert.
So, she walked back into the kitchen and grabbed the cold tray of weed and chocolate laxative brownies from the refrigerator, as she taken a few onto a plate and wrap it up with plastic wrap, before leaving the house.
So, this is part one of Michael returning home from Sandy Shores. I want to just to put this chapter into one, but instead it will be too long so I decided to split this up.
In the next chapter, Michael will be returning home from Sandy Shores, but will Max and Lunch have the house cleaned up before he walks through the front door?
Will the girls get away with it?
And also in the next chapter, Blake's brother will be revealed. I can't wait to create part two of the next chapter!