Devils Dormitory

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Group Vandalism

"Took you long enough, you're going to be late." My mom opened the car door for me to slide into the back seat. "Looking this good takes time, Gina." I spat back at her. "Don't call your mother by her first name!" My stepfather turned in his seat and raised his hand at me. "Honey, stop." Were her only two words? He glared at me and I stuck my tongue out and kicked the back of his seat.

"Lyn, why are you wearing a big hoodie? It's eighty-five degrees outside." She started her car and drove the given route to my school. "Mind your business and focus on the road before you kill us all," I mumbled loud enough for her to hear. She sighed and looked at her husband then at the road. Not caring, I plugged my AirPods in and blasted my music, ignoring the headphone volume warning.

I bobbed my head and started beating on everything like a drum, the car door and window, my lap, my mom's seat, and my book bag. "Enough already." My mom groaned and picked up her speed after she looked at the time. "Gina, Gina Gina Gina. Why can't you listen to simple instructions and drive without saying anything." I could only get two tisks out before my dad flew out of his seat into the backseat.

"What the hell?!" He grabbed me by my hood and pulled my head towards him then slammed it against the window. "O-Oh my goodness, stop! You're hurting him!" My mom swerved, trying to use one hand to hit him and the other to drive. "This little shit is going to learn how to respect you and me, he's too old to be acting like this! Maybe you need a new form of discipline." He smirks and lifts my hoodie, rubbing my chest.

My body went limp while he was touching my nipple. "Gross!" I gagged and kicked him in the balls. "You pedo, Mom he was trying to do me!" I screamed and kept kicking him. "Stop lying, that's it, young man!" She swerved into my school drop-off and got out, opened my door, yanked me and my book bag out, got back in the car, and drove off. I'm surprised my ears didn't slip out in the middle of that.

My phone dinged and it was a message from my friend Tyler. *Yo Ry, the gang is gonna spray paint the abandoned building next to Dunkin', u should come* A grin found its way onto my face and I immediately replied with a 'b there in 3'. I tightened the strings on my hoodie and ran across the street where Dunkin' Donuts was, right across from the school.

"Sup." I hopped over a piece of wood and surprised all of them. "Geez dude, when have you ever been that quick and quiet?" Tyler, Matthew, Nick, Andrew, and Jay laughed. "Shut up and hand me a can." He tossed me the blue spray paint can and soon after shaking the can, I began creating a new masterpiece.

"Woah, guys come check this out!" Tyler called them all over to view my artwork. "Dude you should be a famous artist or something." Nick patted my head. "Huh?" He looked at my head. Shit! "L-Let's move down." I laughed nervously and darted down the broken steps. "Look who it is." An administrator from my school grabbed me by my arm. "CODE RED!" I yelled and immediately it went silent and they all weren't behind me. Code red is a code that means that someone's been caught so go save yourself.

"Or should I say, code blue?" I smirked and he tilted his head in confusion, then FSHHHHH I sprayed him in the face with my spray paint and elbowed him in his stomach. "AGHH !" He hollered. Luckily it's a non-toxic kind of paint—dumb ass.