Thread: 1989 Best Year Ever (Darkangel76 &Casketslinger)

Nate, Greg and Stevie all left Nate's house, after saying goodbye to Nate's mom who was getting ready to go to her second job. Outside Nate opened the garage and revealed the thing he'd worked so hard over the last few summers to buy. The car was beat on and rusted but Nate had dreams of one day restoring it and turning it into something really special but for now it was just and ordinary piece of shit. The cool kids in the senior class's parents had bought them all nice new model cars. Derek the QB of the football team even had a 88' Pontiac Fiero which resembled a mini-Ferrari, but Nate's mom didn't have the cash to buy him a car since his dad left and she had to work two jobs just to make ends meet. Instead Nate had worked summer jobs at the local scrap yard and saved up to buy the Nova himself, because of this the car was his pride and joy even though it was still a piece of shit. Shotgun! Greg called out and Stevie whined a little but didn't protest. Nate got behind the wheel with Greg in the front seat and Stevie in the back. Nate keyed the ignition and after a few tries the car coughed to life, spitting smoke out of the tailpipe like a dying dragon. The stereo came to life and started belting Master of Puppets, Battery at nearly full volume. The tape had been played so many times that is was now stuck in the Pioneer tape deck permanently but that didn't bother Nate at all. He waited for the pounding chorus to start and then gunned the accelerator and the car did a small burnout before taking off down the small suburban street. Come on Stevie, don't fuck around man, you know I like to be stoned for first period, light that fucking thing up man! Nate said and Stevie sucked in his fat gut so that he could get into his front pocket of his jeans. He pulled the half crushed pack of Camel cigarettes out and inside were several pre-rolled joints. He pulled one out, first licking the end he was going to light and then sparked it up. The sweet skunky smell filled the interior of the car and Stevie coughed hard before handing the doobie of to Nate. So what's the deal with Lucy again Stevie, She's your sister but not your sister? Nate asked after taking a big rip off the joint and then handing it off to Greg. I thought I already explained this man! Lucy is my Stepsister. Her Mom married my Dad when we were like six years old. So we've been raised like siblings for over a decade, but then my dad split on her mom for some waitress in Houston. So Lucy's mom got back together with Lucy's real Dad. I only had a few years left before graduating so Lucy's mom said I could stay here with them until I got my diploma. It's not that complicated. Stevie said and took the joint back from Greg. So if she's not actually your sister and you two are the same age... Have you ever banged her? Greg asked, giggling from the high he was getting off the weed. No asshole! I told you we were raised like siblings, I don't think of her like that. I did play 'doctor' with her when we were younger though, she let me feel her up. Stevie tried to brag but came off pretty lame. Greg and Nate broke at laughing hard enough to embarrass poor Steve. Chill man, we're just messing with you. So is she dating anybody? I don't ever see her hanging out with any dudes? Nate inquired. No she's always too busy playing video games, she fucking loves those things man, that and the piano. Stevie answered. Why you asking though Nate? You like Lucy? She's not really your type man, Not like she's some second string cheerleader anyway! Stevie put in. NO man....geez I was just wondering! Nate replied but his face blushed a little which was odd because Nate almost never got flustered, it was the reason he was the lead singer of the band. He was the only one brave enough to stand out in front and sing in front of people. I do want to bang her mom though, I can't tell you how many times I've seen her getting out of the shower and ready for work and seen those fucking big old titties. Stevie fantasized from the back seat and the guys up front started laughing again. OOOOH SHIT ! The fucking cops man....Put that shit down Nate! Greg suddenly called out as a police car rolled up beside the Nova in the turning lane at the stop light. Nate being the cool bastard that he was didn't panic like Greg and Stevie. The half joint was hanging from his lips when he saw the cop car in his side view mirror and with one smooth motion, Nate flipped the joint up backward into his mouth and closed it shut just as the cop car rolled up beside them. The cop had his passenger window rolled down and leaned over and made a thumbs downed gesture at Nate. Nate reached over and turned the volume down on his stereo. He could see the expressions on Stevie and Greg and they looked terrified. Awful loud music for 730 am isn't it boys? The cop asked. Nate couldn't answer because the joint was still smoking in his mouth backward, so he just nodded and shrugged his shoulders apologetically. Greg saw Nate couldn't reply so he took the initiative. Yeah sorry about that officer! We'll keep it down. The cop's nostrils flared as he sniffed the air and all three of the boys started sweating. You boys smell something funny? The cop inquired, pulling his shades down and looking intently at Nate's face which was starting to turn a little red. Greg thought fast, Aaaah yeah, we hit a skunk last night when we were out cruising, fucking thing stunk up the whole car! We tried to wash it off but that stuff sticks on like glue! The cop stayed silent, just glaring at Nate. Stevie was in the back seat almost shaking. Man we're gonna get busted Stevie whispered and Nate stared back at him through the rear view mirror with furled eyebrows. The expression practically screamed 'shut the fuck up'. Yeah same thing happened to me when I was on patrol last month, TOMATO JUICE that's the trick! The cop called out. Alright thanks for the advice officer, we got go though, don't wanna be late for school and blow our shot at a perfect attendance award....Oh look light is green....Okay cya later. Greg prattled on nervously as Nate slowly pulled away. A block down the road, Nate flipped the joint back out of his mouth, still lit, and took another hit. Fuck I don't know why I hang out with you two sometimes....'Perfect attendance'.... for fuck sakes Greg! Nate said and then started to laugh which made both Greg and Stevie relax a little and start to laugh themselves. By the time they pulled into Stevie's driveway they were almost all in tears from laughing so hard, well that and the fact that they were all pretty baked. They got out of the car just as Lucy's mom was leaving for work. She was wearing a short black skirt and a white blouse with big shoulder pads sown into it, her hair was hair sprayed big, with a giant wave of bangs uplifted in the front. The blouse was only buttoned three quarters of the way and Lucy's mom's cleavage was on full display. Morning boys! Hey Stevie honey, can you do me a favor and make sure that Lucy eats something before school, she said she would but she's up in her room glued to those video games and when she gets like that she totally zones out on me. Lucy's mom asked, giving Stevie a brief hug and pressing his pimply face into the cleft of her tits. ...and you might wanna grab a shower sweetheart, you smell like you've been rolling with skunks. She added in before walking off to her yellow Chevy Chevette hatchback. All three of the boys burst into laughter again as they entered the house and made their way upstairs. Stevie knocked on Lucy's door, Hey you in there DORK? OPEN UP WE GOT A PLAN FOR THE BAND AND SHIT TO DISCUSS!