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- Author: I. A. Dice
- Language: English
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FUCKING COLLEGE KIDS…
Cars line the curbs on both sides of the street: everything from flashy
Ferraris, all-out American muscle to a baby-pink Fiat and even a yellow
school bus some senseless moron parked at the bottom of the driveway,
blocking the way.
Kids swarm the street, booze in hands, not enough clothes on their backs,
and way too loud.
More are coming, flocking, fucking crowds of them.
Half the college football team strut up the driveway in purple jerseys,
cockier than cocky, their arms around young babes in bikinis or miniskirts.
It’s sixty-five degrees outside, but cool evening air doesn’t stop them from
flaunting their lean bodies.
I rock back and forth in the driver’s seat, looking through a narrow gap
between the mass of bodies for any free space on my driveway.
There’s none.
It’s packed.
Twenty-odd cars are parked all over the place as if the valet for the
evening parked them wearing a blindfold.
I inhale a deep breath, shift into reverse, and whirl around the kids, trying
not to run anyone over, even though I really want to when a drunk prick steps
into the middle of the street, his hands outstretched.
I have no choice but to stop.
Why did I agree to this again?
Instead of honking, I rev the engine. The deafening roar of the V8 startles
a few babes, who break into infantile giggles, twirling their long, platinum
locks around their fingers. Two even wink in my direction.
Don’t fucking bother.
“Shit! Get off the road, you idiot.” Someone yanks the kid off my spoiler.
“You know who this is?” he says, his hushed voice still audible through my
open windows. “Don’t piss him off, dude.”
At least they know.
Of course they fucking know.
Everyone knows whose garden they’re raiding tonight.
They step aside, and I release the brake, reversing further down the street.
Anger warms my chest until I’m talking myself out of reaching into the glove
box for a pack of smokes. I quit four weeks ago—the seventeenth attempt
during the last three years—but I ponder lighting one up twenty times a day.
Five minutes later, after leaving my shiny toy way too far from my house,
I’m back on the driveway.
It cleared a bit.
Not of cars, though.
Fewer kids linger out the front, most in the garden by now, where a newage techno beat pumps through a dozen tall speakers, making my bones
shake. It took my brothers and the DJ the entire afternoon to connect the
sound system.
I jog up the concrete steps to the main door but halt halfway there,
catching movement in my peripheral vision… a porn clip in the making. One
of the football jocks rams his dick into a drunk brunette who’s spread-eagled
on the hood of my brother’s Mustang. Boobs, barely covered by a skimpy
bikini bra, threaten to bounce out every time the obnoxious asshole rams into
her like a machine gun.
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