The Fallen King
Chapter 3
The two people I saw in my eyes were the two that were missing in the last five years. I couldn’t miss that red hair anywhere and that lack and blonde hair of theirs. My old teammates Jake and Juan….. I replied with “First thing you say when we haven’t seen each other in years are that what I was doing here???? You got some problems….” Knowing Jake, he could easily kick the crap outta me in a manner of seconds, but he didn’t want to. He then look over at my car and said “Huh, you drive this piece of crap now” While pointing at my old busted up 07 corolla. I ignored his last statement and sat in the driver seat of my old corolla and asked him “So what do we do with this kid?” Obviously talking about the rich kid that tried to kill me in the last chapter? Juan suggested “We should throw the kid’s body in a dumpster, see how he would feel.” I told him that was kinda of a bad idea and should just leave him here.
So I then asked “What car do you guys have compared to my shitty corolla?” Jake was the first one to reply “I’m driving a kickass custom Bugatti Veyron with some tricked ass stereo and spray painted it red.” I whispered “Of course…” Maybe Jake heard what I said and yelled “What you say about my car???!!! You think you can do better????!!!” I said “Just kidding! Seesh…” And Juan then said “I’m driving an old 2011 Mustang GT Premium with a custom skull on my hood.” At that time, I am so jealous of all of their bad-ass cars. I then said “What are we standing around here for; let’s go downhill and get something to drink…..” Both of them replied “Fine by me…..” And as we were about to drive downhill, I rolled down the window and yelled “Last one down has to pay for us all!!” And with that starts our race downhill and our lifelong story of our future.
