Part 1; happy meal, punishment, & injustice
Max (picture up above)
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"This is insane". Donny mused. He pointed to the grease pool forming on the hood of Tyler Vhon's truck. "I am loving this".
"Maybe we should fry some french toast". Cemre added.
"That's gross".
I unwrapped a pack of butter and placed the ingredient on the hood of the red Ford. With the engine still warm it began melting almost instantly.
"He's gonna be pissed". Donny chuckled with an evil glint.
"Maybe next time he's about too talk smack about one of us he'll rethink it". Cemre said.
"I still think we should cut the brakes".
"We're not trying to kill the guy!"
"Says you".
"Guys". I hissed, ruining their banter. "I need the eggs".
"Right. Here". Cemre handed me a pack of eggs, and I cracked two over the hood. Then I placed the bacon under.
"Do you want black or pink?" Donny asked. He held up two spray paint canisters and shook them.
"Pink".
He handed the object over and I quickly got to work on the front bumper.
"How does it look?" I asked, taking a step back.
Donny gave me a wicked grin. "Beautiful".
"Should we sign?" Cemre asked.
"Nah".
I was pretty sure Tyler would figure out who did it.
"I want to reward whoever came up with this idea". Donny said.
"That was you". Cemre and I said in unison.
"Oh".
I turned my attention back to the truck and grinned.
There was a bacon smile, and two eggs as the eyes. Along with the written message on the front bumper.
'Enjoy your happy meal cunt face'.
"Do you think his dad will sue?" Cemre asked as we walked back to our mini van parked across the street.
"If anything he'll thank us". Donny chuckled.
When we reached the van I popped open the drivers door and got in before Donny or Cemre could complain.
"Why do you get to drive?" Donny asked as he slid into the back.
"Cuz I'm the oldest". I retorted.
"By twelve seconds". He crossed his arms and puffed out his cheeks as he grumbled a, "Besides you don't even have a license".
"Niether do you". Cemre pointed out.
"I'm working on it".
"Keep telling yourself that". I murmered as I pulled away from the park curb.
"Fuck you Max".
"Just chillax Donny". Cemre laughed. He switched on the radio and sped through the stations until a country station came on.
"Put on techno". Donny ordered.
"No".
"I hate country".
"I know".
"I'm driving". I cut in, "So I get to pick the music".
I made to reach for the station knob but Cemre slapped my hand away. "I'm the passenger princess".
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