(Y/N) McKay, brother of future would-be NFL prospect Chris McKay. While Chris has dreams of the NFL, (Y/N) has his own dream. That dream?
Making it to the UFC and becoming the absolute best. He'll find out however that love hits harder than any punc...
(Rue watches Nate, McKay, & Y/N get into a truck.)
Rue's Narration: In truth, I didn't have much of an issue with Nate until all the bullshit with Jules.
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Rue's Narration: I mean, I never liked him, and once, during freshman formal, he tried to finger me on the dance floor without my permission. But like...[scoffs] it's America. And if they were throwing an end-of-summer party...
(Nate drives past her.)
Nate: Yo, I'd do it for Rue!
Rue's Narration: 'Course I'd fucking go.
(Cut to Nate, McKay, & Y/N in his truck.)
Nate: Yo. The whole world's gonna be talking about how the McKay brothers threw the grimiest fucking banger of the summer.
McKay: I don't know, bro. You know our mom is real OCD.
(Y/N): Still don't know why it has to be our house.
McKay: She notices the smallest shit: a little scratch on the wall, the dishes are out of order.
Nate: Fine. We'll just take a picture of everything, and we'll put it back the way we found it.
McKay: What the fuck is this, Mission Impossible?
(Y/N): [chuckles]
Nate: Would you stop worrying about your mom, and start worrying about all the fucking pussy that we're gonna smash tonight, bro. (Y/N) might actually get some tonight.
(Y/N): Fingers crossed.
McKay: No, no, no, no, no. Wait. Isn't Maddy coming tonight?
Nate: I don't know.
(Y/N): You fucking know.
Nate: I don't give a fuck. She broke up with me. Fuck her.
McKay: See, no, bro. 'Cause she's crazy. I don't want her to come and try to burn my house down. Back me up here, (Y/N).
(Y/N): She wouldn't even be sneaky about it. She would just roll up with a canister of gasoline and a lighter.
Nate: Burn your--
McKay & (Y/N): Yeah.
Nate: Shut the fuck up. Yo. This is exactly what I'm talking about.
(Nate sees Jules riding her bike.)
Nate: Right here. I'm gonna tell you something--
McKay: Nate, don't do anything stupid. Come on.
(Y/N): For the love of God, just drive past her.
Nate: Yeah, yeah.
(Drives alongside her.)
Nate: Hey, yo, what up, B? Yo, how 'bout you come and ride on this dick?
