i was up against a wall next to rue in some old apartment.
across from me was fez, ash and faye.
this dude started going on about probation on some women in the other room.
"brucy," the women in the other room called.
the man walked in there and she said something to him.
he walked over to some radio and turned on music.
"okay everyone, get naked." he said.
what the fuck did i get myself into.
ash started taking off his jacket, "not you no one wants to see you naked."
"yo, take him to the closet." some guy comes up and put a gun to the back of his head leading him into the other room.
everyone else was almost naked except me and rue.
"what did i say, undress." he looked at me.
"i'm 17, i'm not undressing in front of you guys." i said in a bitchy tone.
"did you hear me, undress," i just stood still.
"i'm a high school student." rue replied.
he grabbed both of us and pulled us into the bathroom throwing us in the shower.
"woah man hold on!" fez yelled moving away from the wall.
"woah there pretty boy, i will fuck yo shit up." the man held a gun up to fezcos throat.
the man turned on the shower water. "take your shit off!"
rue slowly took her shirt off and i pulled my dress over myself.
i was left in my bra and underwear.
i was very uncomfortable being almost fully naked in front of some random i didn't know.
"that wasn't so hard now was it." he threw two towels at us.
"holy fuck i thought we were dead." rue said.
i just rolled my eyes at her and dried myself off and got dressed.
when we walked back out fez, cluster and faye were all naked.
my eyes met fezcos and he quickly looked away looking embarrassed.
"you think i can put my draws on and talk to you?" he looked at the women.
"yeah, okay."
"who do you think you are being a kid here?"
"he's not a kid, he's my business partner."
fez replied.
"and the high school girls?"
"they're like my family," but fezco thought about magnolia being more than family to him.
"so you trust them?"
"with my life," he looked back at me and rue.
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when we got to the party i went straight to the kitchen for shots.
after what just happened i needed a distraction.
i have a pretty good tolerance to alcohol so it takes a little for me to get drunk.
i had done four shots and so i grabbed some punch that was probably laced with something and went in the other room.
fez was sitting on the couch smoking a blunt.
i sat down next to him and set my drink down on the table next to me.
"you know i meant to tell you earlier, you look really good tonight ma," fez said.
the pet name gave me butterflies in my stomach.
why was he making me feel this way?
"why thank you,"
