Sex, Drugs And Rock N' Roll
SerenaSex, Drugs And Rock N' Roll
SerenaSex, Drugs And Rock N' Roll
- Mary? - my mother screams, knocking on the door - Turn that music down! You're in big trouble, young lady! The police called, they'll be here in 30 minutes. They're trying to take you to reform school. At least one less mouth to feed. The police don't settle their ass with me... But reform school? Never mentioned this to me before. I pick up the phone and call my best friend, Joseph. - Joseph, the police are coming, this time I think they will take me, what do I do? - I shout, with the music still loud so my mother can't hear the conversation. - They will also pass here! I was with Lauren on the phone, they'll also come by to pick up her and Keith. - he says, worried. - Call Keith and Lauren. Have them meet us at the square in their father's mini-van in half an hour. He says to take out the back seats, just leave the driver's ones. Tell them to take only what is necessary. Let's run away. This time it's serious. - I say to him. - I'll make a backpack too. My mom still doesn't know about the police so she's going to let me out. I'll take whatever I can find, food, drink and such. - he says - But what about our identities? take? - No, let me handle it. - hang up the phone. They don't know, but I've been preparing for this for a long time. I already have a backpack practically ready to go on the run. There are almost 20 kilos of drugs, 20 packs of cigarettes, seven t-shirts, a pair of shorts, a pair of jeans, a pair of ordinary lingerie, a sneaker, a short dress, a high heel, three pairs of socks, three CDs that in total add up to 1000 songs. All rock, of course. Seven bags of chips, eleven bags of candy, a thousand dollars in cash, and my greatest work of art: fake IDs. I faked everything. Names, ages, parents, birthplace. I put on jeans, sneakers, a Ramones shirt, and a hoodie, which I put on my head. I grab my backpack and a bag with nine cans of beer, a bottle of vodka, 3 bottles of water and 4 of coke and I jump out the window. I hear the police siren, so I run to the park where Keith, Lauren, and Joseph were. I hear more police sirens, so we get into the van, but we don't move. We sat in the empty space, as Keith removed the benches in the back, making a big gap. He even added a few things! - Well, I want you to know that, nothing will be like before...
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