FAIR WARNING
CHAPTER FOUR
“What a clown” Paul shook his head
“That guy is madly gassed” Shay stated “Didn’t get a word he was chatting about” She gave Paul his phone back
“Fair warning...what’s he warning us about?” Courtney asked
“...Who knows...?” DeMarion replied “What’s that thing warning us about, though?”
“Anyway, allow it let’s just go” Paul advised, as the group proceeded
“HEY, HEY” One of the drunken men barked. Shay turned around
“WHAT MAN”
“Who called us clowns...one of you stinking kids called us clowns” Another drunken man barked
“Oh, allow it man. Do we look like we need to deal with you” Shay spat “Then again, if you’re getting bare emotional about being called a clown, you probably are clowns”
“You stupid kids will learn a lesson...tonight” The first drunken man barked
“What...what does that mean?” Wale asked with a curious tone.
Two of the drunken men broke the base of their alcohol bottles, producing a sharp weapon
“How about...YOU ALL GETTING STABBED UP”
The men charged at the group
“RUN” Paul barked as the group bolted fast. As they ran, the drunken men seemed sober, as they were in hot pursuit of the young group. Paul hid behind a very large recycling bin. As the men ran towards the group, Paul tipped the recycling bin just in time, causing the drunken men to slip and fall on the bottles. Paul ran back to the group.
The group was coughing, as they were running for their lives.
“Yo, Paul what happened?” Wale coughed
“Those clowns slipped on some recycle stuff” Paul declared “I told you mans is a Don”
“More like clown” Shay spat
“Yo, jam your hype Shay...” Paul barked
“Let’s just GO NOW...It’s freezing cold” DeMarion suggested. The group proceeded on.
Courtney was in deep thought; she could not get that phrase out of her head
“Fair warning…fair warning”
“What’s up, babes?” Shay asked, as she put a minted chewing gum in her mouth
“Oh…nothing”
“How can you talk to yourself when there are six of us here – and you tell me nothing is wrong?”
“I just can’t help but feel that – that thing that was talking on the screen is dead serious”
“If he’s serious – then I will be the first British Filipino Queen of England” Shay laughed
“Don’t gas me up” Courtney spat “I’m serious, that guy is not playing”
“Whatever…these heels are murking my feet” Shay took her shoes off
“Rah, Shay, your feet be stinking” Paul laughed
“Waste man, I spray my feet with perfume, if anything it’s your top lip you’re smelling”
“Look, you may be pretty, but I will pull out a track of your extensions if you don’t jam” Paul smiled
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Fair Warning
Bí ẩn / Giật gân21st Century London, every one is an individual. Technologies surrounds almost to the point of suffocation. People do their daily routines with no change. Very suddenly, everything is turned on it's head, and chaos erupts like a war zone. Casulaties...
