The teenager took a shower and brushed his teeth and combed his hair back and spray on cologne. He wears black boots and gray jeans and a black plaid shirt. He sighs and sits on his bed his speakers booming in the background three days grace to icp plays on a none stop loop. Posters of bands, girls, skulls, and black lights up. He smokes his cigarette and text his girlfriend.
Him: hey baby I'm ready to come pick you and your dad up for dinner. You ready?
Girl: yeah we're ready please tell me you look nice.
He laughs and responds: I look fine alright.
He walks out the door to his room and instantly has to dodge a beer bottle. "I'm tired of this Nes you can never get anything right!" His father slaps his mother and knocks her over and his eyes look on to his son. "Where do you think your going!" The son looks at his father and smiles. "I'm stepping out to have a date with my girlfriend and her captain of the police department father." The father looks at his son with a glance of aggression. The son picks his mom up and kisses her cheek. "By mom lock while I'm gone I got keys." She nods as he walks out and he has to dodge another beer bottle. He gets in his old dodge 4wheel truck suburban. He drives to his girlfriends and knocks on the door. Her beautiful golden brown eyes are the first thing he sees then her beautiful smile. He smiles as she kisses his cheek and pills him to the car and, yelling at her father that he's riding in back. The dad groans but, he complies knowing Derik is a good driver and he wanted to drink some alcohol tonight anyways and, "daddy's princess always gets what she wants." Derik drives to the restaurant she wanted to go to and listen to her 101 complaints about people at their highschool and her mother being out is state. Derik laughs and holds her hand as her dad listens to the music he turned on after getting into the car and ignoring them. "Trust me he likes you...just protective." She whispers over to him as he pulls up to the restaurant.
