𝙄𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚 | 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖌 𝕳𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖗

Chapter 1

The school bus screeched as the driver hit the brakes at Ralph's stop, he stepped off and opened the front door to his house with his key. Ralph locked the door behind him and walked over to the bathroom where he rinsed his face off in the sink, then made his way to his room, where he threw his backpack on the floor and went to the garage, where he grabbed his BMX bike, which was probably his prized possession, being $900, it was a beauty. Ralph still had his baggy jeans on, a beanie, and a layered graphic t-shirt, and on his back was a duffel bag with a graphic design on it, which contained some spray cans, about 40 bucks, and a bunch of random objects that he needed to clean out. He opened the garage door and walked the bike out with him, then closed the garage. 

There was a vibration in Ralph's pocket, he pulled out his phone and saw his phone ringing from Blaze, which Ralph answered quickly. "Yo, you coming over to our meeting up spot?" Blaze asked, "yeah, just got out the house. I'll be there in 5," Ralph shut his phone and put it back in his pocket as he started to ride over to their spot. The spot in question was an abandoned warehouse, where they planned to turn into their hideout someday, since nobody had any intentions of buying that place. The scenery during Ralph's bike ride was beautiful, the mountains in Arizona, the flocks of birds flying by, the cool 90 degree august weather that everyone was waiting for this entire summer. Today was just perfect. Ralph finally made it to the spot where Blaze was waiting for him.

"So, where's Cris at?" Ralph asked, "no clue man, no clue," Blaze responded as he stared down at his shoes, wondering where Cris could be. "Let me just ring him real quick," Ralph said as he took his flip phone out and searched for Cristofer's contact, and called his phone. He didn't answer, "man where the hell is this guy at!?" Ralph exclaimed, but just as he spoke Cris came into Blaze's peripheral vision, "Aye Cristofer! What's took you so long?" Blaze shouted out to the now exhausted and breathless Cris who slowly stepped off of his bike, "you know I live far, G," Cris inhaled, "well I'm here, so what's the word?" he continued to pant for another 5 seconds, before his breathing was finally steady. Ralph started thinking, "well I mean we could hit up the gas station, I got cash, how about yall?" everyone liked that idea, so they got back on their bikes and followed each other all the way to the closest gas station.

"Aight, we're here man," Blaze announced, "and what are we waiting for, let's go inside man," Ralph responded. The trio walked into the gas station and were welcomed by the gas station, they walked over to the fridges together and all got themselves a soda. "That'll cost y'all 6 bucks," the cashier told the trio, Ralph looked at Cristofer and then Blaze, "I got you guys, don't worry," Ralph dug through his pockets and slapped a 5 and a 1 dollar bill on the counter, then grabbed his drink and walked out, but before he did he shouted, "aye thanks cashier man!"

"Alright let's get back on the bikes and ride deeper into the town, I'm thinkin' of doing some graffiti today, are y'all in?" Ralph asked as he checked the duffel bag on his back, the spray cans were still completely safe in the bag. "Ooh. I like that idea," Cris said while picking his bike up and sitting down on it, "yea, I'm also in," Blaze added on. "Well then let's go do some artwork on a building in the city!" Ralph announced with excitement while slowly pedaling, "go this way." Everyone headed to the city on their bikes and looked around for any potential cops in the area, but something caught Ralph's eyes, something a little off in the distance, it was in an empty parking lot, something suspicious was happening.

Ralph held down the brake on his bike, and tried getting a better glance at the interaction that was currently ongoing. The empty parking lot had two lowriders in it and 5 guys all talking to each other. Cristofer also held down his brakes and set his bike down on the ground, then walked up to Ralph and stood by his side. Cris punched Ralph's arm lightly, "aye, ese, let's keep going!" Ralph looked back at Cristofer, "hold up, look at what they're doing," Cris looked at the lowriders and the people who were next to them, "hey they're just mindin' they business, let's keep moving," Cris didn't seem to really care about the guys, "they're slingin' dope, yo!" Ralph said in a surprised tone, he seemed interested in the fact that they were selling weed.

"Hey guys what's taking you forever?" Blaze asked while biking towards them, also paying attention to the parking lot with a deal currently going on. "Wait.. they're selling pot right now!" Blaze announced, also sounding interested, "shit, that's crazy man," Cristofer added on. "Look, this might be wild but I'm thinkin', maybe we could do this typa shit.. I mean we're in school there's gotta be so many people lookin' for a dealer, would be perfect for us to get into this kinda business," Ralph said. Cris and Blaze turned their eyes towards Ralph, and they looked at him like he was crazy, "look man, that's kinda wild.. but I'm totally in! I mean, we'd be soo popular and people at school would love us!" Blaze responded. Cristofer chuckled in excitement "yeah, I'm also in homie," Ralph looked at them with a grin, "aight, remember these faces, yo, and lets go find the big boss guy tomorrow, try talkin' to him and getting a lil deal," Cris and Blaze looked at Ralph like he was a mastermind, "it's your word man," Blaze said while patting Ralph on the back, "for now, let's just go graffiti a wall," Ralph got back on his bike and brought them to the perfect spot to spray paint on.