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Author: A.P. Kensey
loudly as he ran down the street, CD cases in hand.
“What is the matter with you?!” shouted Colton.
“She likes bad boys, remember?” Reece smiled and held up the CDs. “Look what I got!”
They split apart to pass a slow-moving elderly man on the sidewalk.
“Are you insane? You can’t get arrested again!”
Reece had been arrested twice since turning eighteen; once for being drunk and disorderly underage (he drank half a bottle of whiskey and stumbled out onto the street in the middle of the night to scream the wrong lyrics of his favorite songs to the entire neighborhood) and once for grand theft auto (the Porsche belonged to Reece’s father, who didn’t think it was as funny as Reece assured him it was). The local police knew Reece’s father well, as he represented a lot of the city cops in civil defense cases. The boys in blue could only protect his delinquent son for so long, however, and threatened to let Reece sit it out in jail with a permanent mark on his record if he ever pulled something stupid again.
Stupid like stealing a bunch of CDs in a moronic attempt to impress a girl.
They ran past a street that would have taken them directly to their apartment building. Colton slowed down but Reece kept running.
“Where are you going?!”
Reece stopped and looked around the street. He was breathing heavily and people were staring at him. His eyes lit up and he smiled when he saw a police car turn a corner two blocks down and drive toward them.
“There!” he shouted, pointing at the car. He turned around and ran back toward the record store.
Colton looked down the road which led to their apartment and wished he was asleep in his bed, then watched in disbelief as Reece almost knocked over the old man they had passed earlier on the sidewalk. The police car’s lights flashed and a loud squawk echoed from their loudspeaker.
Colton sighed and ran after his friend.
He caught up a couple blocks down.
“Hey!” he said. He reached out and grabbed Reece’s shirt. “We need to get off the road!”
Reece shook off his grip and kept running. “We’re almost there!” he said. “She has to see them chasing me or it was all for nothing.”
“You’re going to end up in jail , Reece!”
“Not today!” he said.
He knocked on the big glass window on the front of the record store as he ran past. He waved at the girl inside and pointed to the police car. Colton was surprised and infuriated when she genuinely smiled and tried to hide a giggle.
“I don’t believe it,” he said.
“That’s why I always get the girl!” Reece called over his shoulder. “Come on, let’s ditch these creeps!”
He rounded the next corner and ran down an alley. Colton followed, looking back as the police cruiser screeched to a halt on the sidewalk. Two police officers scrambled out of the car.
“This way,” said Reece.
They turned left at the end of the alley and kept running. Colton didn’t recognize the area and had no idea how to get back to their apartment. Reece turned a sharp corner and ran across the next street.
“Are they gone?” he shouted.
Colton looked back. “One of them is.”
They ran into the narrow alley on the other side of the road. At the end, the missing cop reappeared, breathing hard.
“Uh-oh,” said Reece.
That’s what I said, thought Colton. He and Reece both stopped in the middle of the alley, fighting to catch their breath. The two cops were running toward them, one from each side.
“Now what, Einstein?” said Colton. He knew there was no way to get out of the alley. Not both of them, anyway. He thought about Reece’s police record and the time he would spend in jail if he got arrested. He thought about the time in eighth grade when Reece, who had barely known Colton, jumped on the back of a bully to try and stop him from breaking Colton’s ribs.
“Now…” said Reece, “…I dunno.”
“I do. Follow me and don’t stop.”
Colton quickly sized up the running
“What is the matter with you?!” shouted Colton.
“She likes bad boys, remember?” Reece smiled and held up the CDs. “Look what I got!”
They split apart to pass a slow-moving elderly man on the sidewalk.
“Are you insane? You can’t get arrested again!”
Reece had been arrested twice since turning eighteen; once for being drunk and disorderly underage (he drank half a bottle of whiskey and stumbled out onto the street in the middle of the night to scream the wrong lyrics of his favorite songs to the entire neighborhood) and once for grand theft auto (the Porsche belonged to Reece’s father, who didn’t think it was as funny as Reece assured him it was). The local police knew Reece’s father well, as he represented a lot of the city cops in civil defense cases. The boys in blue could only protect his delinquent son for so long, however, and threatened to let Reece sit it out in jail with a permanent mark on his record if he ever pulled something stupid again.
Stupid like stealing a bunch of CDs in a moronic attempt to impress a girl.
They ran past a street that would have taken them directly to their apartment building. Colton slowed down but Reece kept running.
“Where are you going?!”
Reece stopped and looked around the street. He was breathing heavily and people were staring at him. His eyes lit up and he smiled when he saw a police car turn a corner two blocks down and drive toward them.
“There!” he shouted, pointing at the car. He turned around and ran back toward the record store.
Colton looked down the road which led to their apartment and wished he was asleep in his bed, then watched in disbelief as Reece almost knocked over the old man they had passed earlier on the sidewalk. The police car’s lights flashed and a loud squawk echoed from their loudspeaker.
Colton sighed and ran after his friend.
He caught up a couple blocks down.
“Hey!” he said. He reached out and grabbed Reece’s shirt. “We need to get off the road!”
Reece shook off his grip and kept running. “We’re almost there!” he said. “She has to see them chasing me or it was all for nothing.”
“You’re going to end up in jail , Reece!”
“Not today!” he said.
He knocked on the big glass window on the front of the record store as he ran past. He waved at the girl inside and pointed to the police car. Colton was surprised and infuriated when she genuinely smiled and tried to hide a giggle.
“I don’t believe it,” he said.
“That’s why I always get the girl!” Reece called over his shoulder. “Come on, let’s ditch these creeps!”
He rounded the next corner and ran down an alley. Colton followed, looking back as the police cruiser screeched to a halt on the sidewalk. Two police officers scrambled out of the car.
“This way,” said Reece.
They turned left at the end of the alley and kept running. Colton didn’t recognize the area and had no idea how to get back to their apartment. Reece turned a sharp corner and ran across the next street.
“Are they gone?” he shouted.
Colton looked back. “One of them is.”
They ran into the narrow alley on the other side of the road. At the end, the missing cop reappeared, breathing hard.
“Uh-oh,” said Reece.
That’s what I said, thought Colton. He and Reece both stopped in the middle of the alley, fighting to catch their breath. The two cops were running toward them, one from each side.
“Now what, Einstein?” said Colton. He knew there was no way to get out of the alley. Not both of them, anyway. He thought about Reece’s police record and the time he would spend in jail if he got arrested. He thought about the time in eighth grade when Reece, who had barely known Colton, jumped on the back of a bully to try and stop him from breaking Colton’s ribs.
“Now…” said Reece, “…I dunno.”
“I do. Follow me and don’t stop.”
Colton quickly sized up the running