Jerry's Cousin // Jack Brewer X OC

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||WE ARE FAMILY||

|CAMI

"6 and a half horsepower engine," Jack gaped.

"Aluminum rims with independent suspension," Eddie added.

"4 wheel turbo drive disk brakes," Milton breathed.

"100% awesome," I nodded.

"It's red," Jerry smiled making us all look at him weird. We were looking at this awesome go kart with amazing features. All together, we were saving up to buy it.

"Hey guys," Kim greeted, coming up to us with poodle hair. We all screamed, backing away from her.

"Kim. Wow. You look," Milton trailed off.

"If a poodle and a clown had a baby then went to the to the worst rated hair salon in the entire world, you'd be a perfect example," I finished.

"Laugh all you want, but I just got us 10 dollars closer to buying that go kart," Kim showed us the cash. "Wilfred Beauty College is paying people to be their practice dummy."

"Considering that look, I think they failed," I snickered.

"My cousin Chewy goes there! You know, for his final, he trimmed my grandmother's mustache," Jerry told us. That mustache was all muscle. "Went through 3 pairs of scissors, but he got most of it."

"Man, I can't wait til we get that go kart," Eddie sighed causing us all to murmur terms of agreement.

"Alright, time to kick in," Milton said as we walked to our lockers. "I made 40 bucks by visiting my great aunt, Betty. Every time I go, she thinks it's my birthday and gives me money." Milton grabbed the money jar as I rummaged through my bag for the 150 dollars I earned. "I went 4 times yesterday." Milton put in the money, followed closely by Jack.

"And I went twice," Jack shrugged.

"Cindy Conners gave me 5 bucks to stop asking her out in front of her boyfriend," Eddie put in some money.

"I earned 50 bucks per birthday party for karate demos," I told them, putting in my 100, causing them to gape. "You will not believe the amount of money they spend just to flip them over," I spoke, putting in another 50.

"Whoa," they all muttered.

"Hey. Someone put an IOU in here," Milton said, grabbing a purple piece of paper. "'Took 5 bucks to buy a foot long at Captain Corndog. It's dope yo. Woo.'" We all looked at Jerry, annoyed.

"Who would do something like that?" Jerry scoffed through a mouthful of corndog.

"Maybe the guy eating a corndog right now," I guessed sarcastically, grabbing the corndog to hit him in the head. "Just a guess."

"Come on, Jerry," Jack almost groaned. It was kinda stuck between a whine, a groan, or a statement. "You're the only one who hasn't contributed to the go kart fund."

"Well I don't have the talent to make money," Jerry argued. "I even tried selling doors, door to door! Do you know how hard it is to find a house without a door?"

"Maybe you should find a job in the mall," I suggested. "You seem to like Captain Corndog a lot. Try getting a job there."

"You guys are never gonna guess how I made 10 dollars," Rudy bet as he walked in with weird bangs and pigtails with bows.

"Uh practice dummy at the Wilfred Beauty College?" Kim guessed, in my opinion, accurately.

"No, I sold my old golf shoes," Rudy declined. "What's this about a beauty college?"