Party like its my civil right. (Chrystian

[mordecai lee evans]

Mordecai didn't have a curfew he pretty much came in and out of his father's house whenever he pleased. His father was to drunk to care, but Mordecai didn't anyways he wasn't the one to do that to anybody no matter the circumstances. But tonight was different he needed ethe book back and he was a little intriguied by the promise of a party.He drove down the dark road alone with only the sounds of music from the radio and sound of passing cars.He drummed his fingers along the steering whee to the beat of the new Black Keys song.He drove around a lot at night who he knew almost every road in this town and he pretty much drove on autopilot. The smoke shop came into view but there was no one around, figures, thought Mordecai. He parked the car and got out and looked aorund still no signs of anyone. He stood his ground thoguh and waited, some small voice in his head told him to stay though so he did. Mordecai leaned on his hood with his arms crossed he left the music on loud enough from him to hear and he tapped the beat with his worn out converse shoe.

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Chrystian slipped on pair of dark jeans and buckled them with a metal studded belt that complimented his attitude for tonight. Big and Loud. He then slipped on a black v-neck. Looking over at his bedside table, Chrystian picked up a few necklaces and decided on putting on a silver cross necklace that hung low on his chest. Before leaving his room, Chrystian pulled on a grey fashioned polyester jacket and a pair of converse. He quickly checked himself in the mirror, fixing his hair a little before grabbing his keys.

"Hey dad, I'm going out." Chrystian walked into the living room to find his father sitting on the recliner with a beer. Slowly and carefully, he walked up to his father to find him staring at the tv. "Dad?" No answer. Chyrstian could definitely tell his father is still alive by the heavy breaths he was taking, but his hearing is gone because of the state he is in currently. Giving an angry sigh, Chrystian stormed out of the house and started the car. Chyrstian owns a black dodge charger. Just something his parents got him before his mother passed and his father died, figuritively at least.

"Where the hell are we going?" asked Chrystian's friend, Mason. in the passenger seat. Chrystian was on his way to the smoke shop, the place he told Mordecai to meet him. The car's windows were down and the speakers were blasting Skrillex's Get Up Ft. Korn. The smoke shop, as well as Mordecai, came into view as he turned the corner. "What the hell?" Mason wouldn't shut up.

Chrystian simply ignored him and pulled up behind Mordecai's car. "Get in," Chrystian ordered as he unlocked the doors to let Mordecai in. "You get the book at the end of the night."

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[mordecai lee evans]

Mordecai watched as a car came racing up stereo blaring. The car came up behind Mordecai's, it was Chrystian and some other dude, Chrystian hollered to get in and that he would get his book back at the end of the night. Mordecai walked towards the car only stopping to turn off his own, then he climbed into the backseat of Chrystians car.

The kid in the passenger seat turned around to look at Mordecai "Hey man Im Mason" Mordecai was glad the boy was being nice about having to pick up some dumpy loser."Im Mordecai." Mason turned back around and turned the music up. Mordecai looked out the window at the places they were driving by even though it was kind of hard to figure out knowing how fast Chrystian was driving. The lights went by in a blur and only one or two other cars drove by. Mordecai noticed they had entered a suburbia type area.