Turtles. (Not a story about turtles), chapter 2
Me and my friends Brittany and Alexandra are sitting on my bed, smoking crack. "Mmmm, this is some GOOD SHIT!" I yelled. Brittany narrowed her eyes and said, "Oh my God, the smoke glows!!" I looked at the smoke, "Holeeeeeeeeeeyyyyy fuck, it does!" Alexandra was looking out the window. Brittany went up to her. "What's wrong?"
Alex looked up, "Let's go into the car!" she suddenly yelled. I looked puzzled. "Okie dokie. Just hold on." I took some white powder and smashed some into Brittany's face. We all started having a CRACK FIGGGGGHT! After a while I said, "Okay let's go into the car now." All of our faces were glowing. We ran to the car and jumped into the back seat. We were all just flailing around and yelling random things. Then Alex looked out of the window and pointed. "Oh my God, branches!! Lets go throw them!" I looked at her, worried. "No! But we can't!"
"And why the hell not?"
"Because!"
"You have no reason!" she said and stuck her tongue out at me.
They ran out of the car and I ran after them. They opened the garage door and started throwing branches outside. They were completely beyond my control. I didn't do anything until they threw quite a few branches. I ran out onto the driveway and did my best to pick up all the branches. They looked at me, annoyed. "What the hell are you doing?" Brittany asked.
"You can't just go throwing other people's branches out of other people's garages! If mom finds out, she'll kill me, then Will will rape me!!"
Alex smiled, goofily. "Will will. That's funny. Like, homophobes. I mean, homoPHONES."
"Well, put them AWAY!"
She opened her eyes and looked at Margaret and Will. Their heads were on each others'. She rolled her eyes and turned to the window. It was light out. Thats's silly she thought and then she heard the chirpy flight attendant on the speaker. "Hello, people! I hope you enjoyed your flight. It's looking like a sunny day as we descend into Oakland. We will soon be landing." April looked at her parents. They looked enchanted.
***
Later, they were in the line to exit the plane. Margaret had Will and April on bothe of her sides and she was hanging on to their arms. "Let go of me." April muttered.
"April, stop being such a stick in the mud. You didn't even like Oxford."
"So what makes you think I'm gonna like Oakland?"
"It's a nice place!"
"Pshht."
April was walking off the plane, her mother annyoingly hanging on to her arm. That was nice. April said to herself, then giggled. Yeah, right. Her mom looked at her. "Are you taking crack?"
Only in my dreams.
"Because you shouldn't do drugs."
You know what rhymes with 'drugs'?
"I hope you're not, are you?"
WRONG. Rugs rhymes with drugs. YOU shouldn't do RUGS. Ooh, too late, now. "I'm not doing drugs."
"Okay, good. Because if you were, I was gonna say... You could go live with your father."
She perked up."Can I really?"
"Only if you're doing drugs."
"Well I am."
"No, you're not."
Dammit.
Alex looked up, "Let's go into the car!" she suddenly yelled. I looked puzzled. "Okie dokie. Just hold on." I took some white powder and smashed some into Brittany's face. We all started having a CRACK FIGGGGGHT! After a while I said, "Okay let's go into the car now." All of our faces were glowing. We ran to the car and jumped into the back seat. We were all just flailing around and yelling random things. Then Alex looked out of the window and pointed. "Oh my God, branches!! Lets go throw them!" I looked at her, worried. "No! But we can't!"
"And why the hell not?"
"Because!"
"You have no reason!" she said and stuck her tongue out at me.
They ran out of the car and I ran after them. They opened the garage door and started throwing branches outside. They were completely beyond my control. I didn't do anything until they threw quite a few branches. I ran out onto the driveway and did my best to pick up all the branches. They looked at me, annoyed. "What the hell are you doing?" Brittany asked.
"You can't just go throwing other people's branches out of other people's garages! If mom finds out, she'll kill me, then Will will rape me!!"
Alex smiled, goofily. "Will will. That's funny. Like, homophobes. I mean, homoPHONES."
"Well, put them AWAY!"
She opened her eyes and looked at Margaret and Will. Their heads were on each others'. She rolled her eyes and turned to the window. It was light out. Thats's silly she thought and then she heard the chirpy flight attendant on the speaker. "Hello, people! I hope you enjoyed your flight. It's looking like a sunny day as we descend into Oakland. We will soon be landing." April looked at her parents. They looked enchanted.
***
Later, they were in the line to exit the plane. Margaret had Will and April on bothe of her sides and she was hanging on to their arms. "Let go of me." April muttered.
"April, stop being such a stick in the mud. You didn't even like Oxford."
"So what makes you think I'm gonna like Oakland?"
"It's a nice place!"
"Pshht."
April was walking off the plane, her mother annyoingly hanging on to her arm. That was nice. April said to herself, then giggled. Yeah, right. Her mom looked at her. "Are you taking crack?"
Only in my dreams.
"Because you shouldn't do drugs."
You know what rhymes with 'drugs'?
"I hope you're not, are you?"
WRONG. Rugs rhymes with drugs. YOU shouldn't do RUGS. Ooh, too late, now. "I'm not doing drugs."
"Okay, good. Because if you were, I was gonna say... You could go live with your father."
She perked up."Can I really?"
"Only if you're doing drugs."
"Well I am."
"No, you're not."
Dammit.
