Vicious Bastards

Chapter 6: Steve's return!

*Steve's POV*

*July 3rd*

After Brittanny leaves, I put on my black pants and head downstairs. I find my mom on the couch.

"Hey Steve. How are you feeling?"

"I'm great."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm just going to go check on my siblings before I do anything else."

"They're in the dining room."

I give my mom a hug before running into my sisters. I ask them how they been doing before going outside and sitting on my front porch. I check my watch and realize the group should be back in 10 minutes. I see Josh come around the corner.

"Steve!"

He runs over toward me and gives me a hug.

"How you been?"

"I been great! You?"

"I'm cool."

"Where's your shirt?"

"I didn't feel like wearing it."

"Alright then... The group should be back real soon."

"I can't wait to see them."

"We planned on going to the mall together sometime next month."

"Shit when?"

"I forgot you have to ask Chloe."

"Isn't her birthday the first?"

"Yeah."

I then hear screaming and turn toward the noise. I spot my friends walking and some on their bikes making their way toward me. "Steve how have you been?" "Steve we were worried!" "Are you okay?" "Where's your shirt?" Everyone says. I calm the group down and soon we start planning a celebration at Luke's house. We plan on partying in his back yard and doing whatever we want. Chloe and Halle give me a recap of crazy shit I missed while Tyler gets ready to do my hair. As everyone talks to me, Tyler starts taking my braids out. Everyone then leaves and heads to the store to get things for the party. I quickly wash my hair and blow dry my hair before having Tyler braid it. 

"Damn Tyler. You do great every time."

"Thanks. Don't worry about paying me."

"You sure?"

"I'm fine I don't need it. See you later at the party?"

"Yup... Tyler wait."

"Hm?"

"Did Brittanny tell you?"

"Tell me what? All I know is that she has something super important to tell me and Frank later."

"Oh. Alright see you later."

He gives me a quick hug before getting on his skateboard.

"Tyler!"

"What."

"How old are you again?"

"Same age as you."

"Oh okay.. See you later."

He places his foot on the ground. Again, I call his name.

"Steve! What the fuck man."

"It's my last question."

"What is it?"

"What's your favorite color?"

"Okay I'm not leaving."

He steps off his skateboard and starts walking to my front door.

"Where are you going?"