You... Better... Make them earn it!

So, I get this phone call, right? Liz is still over from coming with me to the football game. We're about to drive her home. It's her boy.
"Hey, what're you doing?"
"Taking Liz home."
"Oh. You wanna go for a walk?"
"I'm taking Liz home."
"Right. Yeah, when you get back, do you think you'd mind buying me a 79¢ Vault?"
"Um.. sure?"
"OK. Call me when you get back." Needless to say, I took Liz home and when I came back I called him up.
"Hey."
"Hey! What's that kid's address?"
"Um.. hold on."
"Never mind. You're coming with us. We'll pick you up in Nick's car."
"Uh..."
"No wait, Kenny's gonna pick you up in his car."
"Sure?" So I told my dad I was going out. He told me to be back by midnight, which I was fine with. That gave me a little more than 2 hours. I figured I wouldn't be gone for that long.

I walk outside and Kenny pulls up in his car. He's in the driver's seat. Nick is riding shotgun, and Dillon, Jimmy, and that guy that I can never remember the name of are squeezed in the back seat. It was already pretty crowded, and I certainly didn't make it better by climbing in between them. We drove out of the neighborhood and drove to the bank so that Jimmy could get some money. He got about $45, from the bank that my dad goes to, so we made small talk about the weird-ass British voice that's on the ATM. Well, then we drive to Beech and Schoolcraft, where Ryan lives. We drove up his street once and then turned around and went back because we couldn't find his house. Dillon and Nick were calling him on their cell phones and telling him to give the $25 back (there was $5 tax for running with it). Ryan didn't feel like being very co-operative and told them to go ahead and come to his house and see what the fuck would happen. Considering there were 5 guys with me in the car who were all quite big and ready to beat the shit out of him, they took his threat lightly. Well, Kenny not sure of where his house was decided to park and we would just walk back to his house. It was like, at the other end of the street, so there was some walking, but it wasn't too bad.

We all show up at his house and he won't come out. I can see both him and Barry in the windows looking out and Nick and Dillon are talking to him on the phone while we're all hanging out on their front porch. Dillon took a seat on one of the chairs and was pretty relaxed. I'd say at that point we all were, it's not like we expected this to go anywhere really. Ryan finally opens the door though and he's got this big showy knife that he was obviously expecting to intimidate us with. It didn't do anything obviously. Nick bargained with him and told him to give us $25 or something worth $25 that we could sell or hold until we got money. Ryan clearly wasn't too into giving away his shit, or paying me back either, and he told us all to get the fuck off his porch. Dillon decided that we should take the gas can filled with gas as payment, to at least make the trip over here worth something. So, Ryan came out and was freaking out about the gas and was trying to take it back. He was trying to be tough and shove people off the porch and kept grabbing at the gas can, which Dillon easily kept away from him. Ryan's brother Barry though, came out with a pellet gun and was like shooting at us as we were all walking away towards the car. It hit Kenny in the leg, but it wasn't like, painful or anything, but we all started running towards the car (which, mind you, was at the other end of the street). Ryan ran after Dillon, who had the gas can, and tried to trip him but only fell on his own face. Well I kept running with Jimmy and Dillon towards the car and Nick and Kenny and What's-his-name stayed back to deal with Ryan and Barry. I'm not really sure of exactly what happened with them, but they told basically what went down. Well, Kenny was fighting Ryan with that knife, and Dillon told me that Kenny is always talking about how he would fight people with weapons, specifically knives, and kick their ass. So, they were fighting and Kenny was trying to disarm him so that they could beat his face in. Ryan ended up cutting Kenny's hand, but not really enough to do damage. Just sort of a little graze on the end of his finger. At that point, I'm not sure what happened to Barry or anything, I know that Nick and Kenny and the other one started walking back towards the car. They were a little ways off and they saw that Ryan and Barry had gotten in their mom's minivan and were gonna follow us.

So, we all got in the car and took off. Dillon told Kenny just to keep going the speed limit and go to Detroit, but Kenny said they were gonna stop and get gas because he wasn't afraid of those guys and that they wouldn't do anything in front of other people. He pulls in to the station on the corner, right? And obviously Ryan pulls in along side of us and says that we should go the fuck home and that he'll follow us there and fuck the house up. Kenny wasn't too worried and so he got back in the car and told them to go ahead and follow us home. His thought was that we should go to Detroit and lose him in the side streets. Which is exactly what we did.

We ripped around a bunch of side streets, making a shit load of lefts, for whatever reason. We're driving all over the fucking place, running through stop signs and burning around corners faster than you can imagine trying to lose them. It took a little while, but we took this crazy right turn for once onto this bitchin' dirt road with potholes and shit all over the place. We ripped over that piece of road-I don't even know how we didn't break anything on the car-and finally lost Ryan because his car couldn't go over that dirt road very fast, and we peeled away on the pavement and made a few more lefts just in case.

It was seriously an epic car chase. That dirt road shit was unbelievable. We rode over it so smoothly, like we were flying. My heart was pounding so fast; I don't think I've ever had that much fun aside from, like, sex.

Anyways, when we finally lost them, everyone threw down and we bought 3/4 of an ounce while we were in the neighborhood. All I had was the money left over from the football game, which was about $8. $3 went to gas for Kenny's car for running all over and fucking with Ryan, and obviously the other $5 went into the pile. It wasn't much, but it got me a cut of about a gram and a half, which was a nice night's haul for me because I really wasn't expecting much to happen. All of the guys said that it was really fun and that now they can get messed up and fuck with him all the time now, which I really don't mind. I mean, he was a good friend of mine and then he ran with my money, which, was actually Katie's money, and then he kept lying about it. He's a total asshole and he deserves everything he gets from them.

Anyway, after I got my cut, we all went to Kenny's where I bagged it and hung out for about 10 minutes. Really, just enough time for the guys to get a few bong hits. I didn't hit it because I was obviously going home shortly thereafter. Dillon walked me home after that because our neighborhood is creepy as fuck at night a lot of the time. It was timed pretty nicely though because we left Kenny's at 11:50 and I got back at exactly midnight.


I'd say, unexpectedly, my night was pretty fucking epic.