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Fuentes Girl

Don't You Threaten Me With A Good Time

I sat down at our usual lunch table. I sat in between Paris and Josh. I took a chip off of my plate and put it in my mouth. Josh tugged at my wrist and I looked down. I was wearing one of the new Pierce the Veil wristbands. Dad had given it to me. It wasn’t even in shops yet. I took it off and showed it to him.
“Is this new? I haven’t seen this one.” Josh said.
“Oh yeah.” I laughed.
“Where did you get it? This isn’t even released yet.”
“It must be.” I tried.
“I get an email for every new merch product released.”
“Check your email.” I offered.
“Anyway, big warehouse party next week.” Ryan said.
"is it in an actual warehouse?" I asked.
"Well no. It's in this club that's supposed to look like one. But the parties are crazy." Josh explained.
“Oh, we have a problem concerning the stuff.” Davie said.
“What stuff?” Paris asked.
“Weed.” Matt mouthed.
“What’s the problem?” I asked.
“My guy isn’t happy with me. I have missed a few payments so he’s refusing to do business with me.” Davie explained.
“Does anyone know anyone?” I asked.
“Not anymore. I know a guy, but he got shot.”
“No place like America,” I rolled my eyes. “Let me ring my uncle.”
“Your uncle?” Matt raised his eyebrows.
“He buys regularly.” I explained.
“Wish my uncle was that cool.” Ryan muttered. I got my phone out and clicked on Mike’s number. I put my phone to my ear and waited. Mike answered and I heard him laugh loudly down the phone.
“Hi Mike.” I said.
“Hey kid.” Mike replied.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing. There’s just this woman in Victoria Secret. Not important,” he said easily. “You okay? Haven’t been in any fights and need me picking you up pretending to be your dad?”
“Not this time.” I laughed.
“Impressed. It’s been over a month.”
“Anyway, I was wondering if you’d do me a big favour.”
“What do you want?”
“Remember when I came back last week and you found something in my pocket?”
“The weed? Yes, I remember.”
“And you said you don’t care if I smoke it because you started at my age and to just make sure I don’t leave it lying around for Dad to find.”
“I said that.” he agreed.
“Me and my friends kind of have a problem,” I said. I waited for him to talk but heard slurping. “Are you eating?” I rushed.
“No, I’m drinking,” he replied. “So, what’s your problem?”
“The guy my friend gets it off won’t sell it to him anymore. And the other guy is dead. And my guy is in Birmingham. So could you go to your guy and buy some stuff for us?” I asked carefully. I heard Mike choke on the line then he started laughing.
“You’re joking. Get your own weed!”
“Please.” I tried.
“I could but I won’t see the money.”
“We’ll pay you.” I rolled my eyes.
“I doubt it.”
“Come on. I’ll tell Dad you had sex in my room.” I threatened.
“You said you’d keep quiet about that.”
“I will, if you help us out.”
“I’ll tell Daddy that you smoke cigarettes, weed and sneak boys in and out of your room.”
“I thought you were covering for me?” I tried. He stayed for a quiet and I looked around the table anxiously.
“When do you need it by?” he finally asked.
“Seriously? You’ll do it.”
“Sure.” he agreed.
“A week. I’m going to a party.”
“How much do you need?”
“Half and you can have some.” I replied.
“Half. And right I’m keeping some.”
“Thanks Mike.” I smiled.
“It’ll be 120.”
“I’ll give it to you tomorrow.” I told him.
“You better.”
“Thank you.” I smiled.
“No problem. I’ll see you soon.” he said.
“Bye,” I replied and hung up. I put my phone down and grinned at them. “Sorted.”
“I really want to meet your uncle.” Davie smiled.
“Oh, you don’t.” I laughed.
“How much?”
“120. So that’s 20 each.” I shrugged.
“Set a reminder on my phone? I’m going to put my tray away.” Paris said.
“Sure.” I nodded. I took her phone and opened it up. When I finished I looked at her background. Paris took her phone and looked at me.
“Okay?”
“Why is Jack Barakat your wallpaper?”
“Oh.” she giggled.
“She’s completely in love with him.” Josh smirked.
“Whatever!” Paris blushed.

Notes

Hey! I'm so sorry it's been so long. I've had so much stuff going on. If you read my story Drella you know all about it. If you're curious you can message me. I'll update again soon hopefully! Thanks guys :)

Comments

@WriteIsLife
Your welcome :)

DaughterOfMusic DaughterOfMusic
1/11/14

@FanFicsAreTooPerfect;-;
Thank you so much! :)

WriteIsLife WriteIsLife
1/11/14

@WriteIsLife
Your story is so great! I really love it

DaughterOfMusic DaughterOfMusic
1/11/14

@FanFicsAreTooPerfect;-;
I know it's horrible but shit like this happens. I know people who have lost trials when the truth was obvious. I even know someone who got arrested for GBH and didn't get charged because his girlfriend and her people told too many lies. Hopefully it's believable though because this stuff does happen... :(

WriteIsLife WriteIsLife
1/11/14

@FanFicsAreTooPerfect;-;
I know it's horrible but shit like this happens. I know people who have lost trials when the truth was obvious. I even know someone who got arrested for GBH and didn't get charged because his girlfriend and her people told too many lies. Hopefully it's believable though because this stuff does happen... :(

WriteIsLife WriteIsLife
1/11/14