The bell rings, and it's time to go to math. Brennen walks with me since we have math class together.
"Sit by me." Brennen says as we walk into the classroom.
"What r u doing this weekend?" He asks as I sit down.
"I don't know, why?"
"Me, Corey, Sam, Jake, and Colby are going to go to the club, and we wanted you to come."
"How the fuck are we getting into the club?" I ask.
"Fake ID's bitchhhh." He says, and holds his up. Some people look over at him, and he quickly puts it down.
"How'd you make that?" I ask.
"I know someone. All of us already have some but obviously you don't."
"Yeah, I don't."
"After school your coming with me. We need to make you one."
"Who said I wanted one?"
He tilts his head, and gives me a pouty look.
"Fine, I'll go." I give in.
"Yes! Just come with me after class, so we can go tonight."
"Okay, I'm down."
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After class, Brennen takes my hand, and we run out
"Why are we running?!" I ask.
"Because, I'm not trying to be stuck in the parking lot while the busses are leaving."
We pass Colby, and he gives me a weird look. I flip him off, and keep running.
We get in his car, and he speeds out of the parking lot.
"Okayy slow down bud." I say, buckling up.
"Sorry." He slows down.
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We arrive at a house I don't recognize.
Brennen knocks, and a guy answers.
"I need a favor." Brennen says.
"Of course, what's up?"
"Can you make my friend a fake ID?" He says, putting his arm around me.
"Yeah, come in." He says. We follow him down to his basement where he has a grey wall.
"All I need is a picture of you, and I'll get to work." He says, pointing at the wall. He pulls out a camera, and takes a quick picture of me.
"Wait here, I'll be awhile." He says, and walks upstairs.
"Brennen."
"What?"
"This is sketchy."
"Your fine, I know him pretty well."
"Brennen if we get kidnapped I swear to God."
"Kaylee, where fine." He laughs.
"The other guys got ID's here?" I ask.
"Yes, now chill." He says, and I sit down on the steps.
"Kacey isn't going is she?"
"I hope not." He says.
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After awhile he comes back down, and hands me the fake ID.
"Thanks man." Brennen says, giving him a fist bump.
"Anytime."
We walk out to Brennens car, and Brennen opens the door for me.
"Thanks Brennen."
