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Calebs pov
I drove to a costume shop and picked out a mask of a tiger. I payed and got back into my car.
Chase wanted to go ape and beat the shit out of someone, but i controlled him.
I want to know, whenever i get angry, i can deal with it. It's about 9 o'clock. I've been driving around and just thinking for the while day. Then i got it. I know what i need to do.
I finally found one and pulled my car into its parking lot. The fluorescent sign read "Zabes". It is one of the hottest night clubs in America and I'm gonna pull some strings.
I walk past the long line to see a lot of unfamiliar faces, except from a few from that other school, Grisdale. I ignored them and showed my ID to the guard. He looked shocked for a moment then let me in instantly.
The thing is, it's in the gangs best interest to have places where gang members can chill and have a place to call home. So, where do you find most gang members? Yes, the club. So here i am, walking into a club that, i guess, i now own.
I walk through the dense, sweaty, sea of people and make my way to the back doors. One of my classes was territory. I new my way around most places and thank god this was one of them.
I saw a back room with a black couch and a coffee table. The entrance to the stage was this way. Jeeze, I'm mental. Am i actually doing this? I took one last breath and walked up the stairs and onto the stage with the decks. I tapped the current DJ on the shoulder and told him to take a break. He smiled thankful, unknowingly handing his decks over to some stranger.
I spun one of the decks and played one of my tacks. MonsterDOTEXE. Everyone rocked out to it and seemed to love it, then i played a few more songs until i got tired and the DJ from before came running up the stairs in panic. I guess he finally figured. I handed him the headphones and shouted over the music still playing.
"Don't worry kid, i just warmed them up for you!" He smiled in relief and took the decks back.
I think I'm ready to go back now.
I just needed time to think.
Sometimes that's all you need, a few minuets to a few hours.
Now i just need to apologise to everyone that i hurt. I know i didn't mean what i said. I hope they know that too.
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