American Dream ✦ Maloley

XXIV ♕

In effort to keep myself amused, I was spinning around in my office chair as if I was five years old. I was getting dizzy, but nothing was going to wipe the smile off of my face. I was having pure, genuine fun, and all it took was a chair. I heard the door open and I came to an abrupt stop and tried to catch my breath while calming my spinning head. I looked up to see Nate with a smug smile on his face. "'Sup fam," I joked causing him to chuckle.

"The boys made it back," he said taking a seat on my desk. I nodded and went to go back to spinning in my seat like a child again, but he cleared his throat and I looked back up at him. "We need to start brainstorming a plan, Nash said he might have an idea."

"Okay," I stood up and nearly fell causing him to laugh obnoxiously. I blushed a bright coral color and snarled my nose at him. "Alright, let's get it then," I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the room. There was a ton of cash sitting on the table top and Kenny, Nash, Johnson, Gilinsky, and some brunette boy who I presumed was Foosh, were all sitting at the table. Nate took a seat, and I sat in between Kenny and Nash. "Hey," I smiled at the Jacks.

"This is Foosh," Johnson said introducing me to the boy. "Foosh, this is Ophelia, or Philly."

"Nice to meet you," I smiled softly. He grinned and waved his hand slightly. 

"Alright, team," Nash said capturing the attention of us all. He was wearing a ton of sparkling rings and his hair was a mess, and was standing so high I'm surprised it wasn't touching the ceiling. "I have conjured up about a third of a plan," he clasped his hands together and we all nodded as if to tell him to continue with his idea. "Gilinsky, you have girls right?" He turned his chair to face Gilinsky.

"Yeah," Gilinsky nodded.

"Okay, so my plan is that one of us goes undercover in a sense. We trick these guys--get close with him,  you know what I'm saying? Bring in a couple girls, have a mini party or something, and then we can send out the message," Nash looked at all of us, and looked at Nate to see if he wanted to add anything. I could see the wheels turning in his head, and I was patiently waiting for him to speak up. He knew Carter and Dillon better than anyone, and it would take very little time for him to plan something devious.

"That could work," Nate said finally causing Nash to smile contently. 

"Hey, man, I don't want to put any of my girls in danger," Gilinsky said with an unsure ring in his voice. 

"Nah, we'll get them out before any shit goes down, if any does," Nash said looking over at him. Gilinsky nodded, but it was obvious that he was still a little leery about the situation. I didn't blame him though, even though they were his prostitutes they were still human, and he was attached to them. He was like a father to them or something. 

"Who are these guys again?" Foosh asked us.

"Dillon Rupp and Carter Reynolds," Nate explained. "Two sly motherfuckers who think they're all big and shit," he rolled his eyes. "They ain't big, or else they wouldn't have disappeared after I left 'em. Fuckin' tools is what they are."

"Wait, dude," Foosh shook his head. "I know them. I've partied with them a few times."

"Wait really?" I asked with wide eyes. "Shit, you're not wired or something are you?"

"No," Foosh chuckled. "I just party with 'em, I don't run with them. I haven't talked to those guys in months."

"This plan could work then," Kenny spoke up. "If we could get you and some of those girls in there then I could hack into some of their stuff, see what their plans are, anything that may be valuable to us. Maybe even hack into their phones and start an internal rivalry between their little clique."