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05.

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floating on a cloud, i can't feel my face
i feel your aura so strong, baby boy stay safe

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CHAPTER FIVE,
OMNISCIENT POV.

"aight ski, you're up. let me see what you got." symere directed to stokeley as he got comfortable in the black leather seat.

"nothing like the easy shit," the other boy smirked, starting the engine to the monte carlo and looking over at the symere, "you might want to put your seatbelt on though."

symere scoffed at the suggestion, "just drive."

a sly smile creeped up on stokeley's face at his response, shrugging, "if you say so." he pushed his foot down on the gas very suddenly and took off, watching as the velocity rose all the way to 90 mph. the glossy, black car flew past the multiple pillars in the large parking lot, the engine roaring as it did so.

symere's face went from calm to completely horrified at the sheer speed of which the car was going. stokeley on the other hand, looked like he was having the time of his life. he was completely in his element, which is why symere had previously decided he'd be the perfect getaway driver. this was making him rethink that decision, though.

"can you slow—oh my—" symere stopped mid sentence as he slammed against the car's side, grabbing onto the roof handle for dear life. the car's tires screeched as stokeley turned the corner of the lot at full speed, leaving bold tire marks on the concrete. "you drive like a fucking psychopath, ski."

the older laughed at symere's remarks, slightly slowing down as he reached the bottom of the lot. "i told you to put the seatbelt on, not my fuckin' fault."

"oh my fucking bad, i didn't know you were going to try to kill me," symere scowled, reaching over his shoulder and buckling his seatbelt. he knew stokeley wasn't the safest driver, but he didn't expect him to go that fucking fast.

"we were only going a hundred-ten."

"only?!" he paused for a second, looking outward towards the huge trailer that was backing up in front of the exit, blocking it off. the smaller boy looked over at stokeley nervously as he kept driving right towards it at fast speed. "ski...."

stokeley turned his head towards him for a split second, flashing an innocent smile, "what?" he pushed his foot down on the gas pedal harder, speeding up even more.

symere mumbled a couple of curses at him, clutching onto the side handle of the car as they got closer and closer. right when they were about inches away it seemed, he quickly shifted the gears and swerved off to the right into the very narrow space between the trailer and the wall. the loud sound of the tires screeching was heard throughout as the car circled around, stokeley driving back into the street.

"are you insane?" symere exclaimed once they'd slowed down. "you really trying to get us fucking killed."

stokeley chuckled in amusement, "chill. i had complete control."

"nah," the younger crosses his arms, annoyed and still a bit terrified. "maybe jahseh can be our getaway driver cause we won't even make it out alive with you."