we can't ride our bikes all the way to south park

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          that morning i got up and grabbed some clothes, which consisted of a brown shirt, overalls, my converse, and some hat i found in my room, changing in the bathroom i finished and left

i went downstairs looking at the calendar in the kitchen to see nothing was going on today.

"yess!"

"what are you so happy about?"

i looked over at my mom before heading to the fridge and grabbing a carton of juice

"we're free so i can hang with my friends-"

as my mom looked away at the ringing white phone on the wall i quickly took a swig of the juice putting it back

"sweetie it's patrick?" she looked over holding the phone maladroit at me

i rushed to the phone and took it from her hands setting it to my ear

"what's up?" i licked my upper lip free of orange juice

"grab your bike and a couple of snacks- oh and a speaker"

"why?-"

"don't ask why parks just do it, me and the guys are waiting by joeys-"

"and hurry!" i laughed as i could hear anthony shout from the phone

"okay okay i'll be right over"

"bye" i hung up and ran upstairs as quick as my two feet could move

i looked around for my backpack and found it in the corner quickly opening it and flipping it upside down as everything fell out

i looked around and grabbed a speaker before leaving closing the door behind me

i ran downstairs hopping over steps and back into the kitchen stuffing a bunch of food and chips in there before heading to the garage-

"sweetie where are you going?"

"to hang with joey, anthony and patrick?"

"be safe"

"yep!" i ran into the garage and opened it waiting for it so i wouldn't hit my head, again

i got on my bike riding out with it putting my backpack on and the speaker in my basket

i quickly rode down the street occasionally saying hi to some of the elders and kids on the block

i got to joeys and sat in front of his house out of breath

"hey.. guys.." i waved slapping my hand back down on the bike

"hey parks"

"you bring the food?"

"yep"

"where'd you get that hat?"

i shrug looking over at patrick

"just found it in my room. why do you ask?"

"that's mine. i've been looking for it" he laughs a little slightly looking down

"oh it is?" i tilted my head wondrous as i looked over at him

he nods as i laugh a bit taking it off and looking at it before seeing a p.t on the inside tag

"oh sorry" i hold it out to him before he pushes it back shaking his head

"it's fine it looks better on you anyways" he shrugs before getting on his bike

i put it back on as i quickly catch up to them as we ride out of joeys neighborhood

"so where are we going?"

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