Tuesday, March 25, 2008

He was born in the suburbs.
His mom was a teacher and his dad was a lawyer.
They always expected the best.
Too bad for them, they had randy.
He was a bad kid, at the age of eleven he had his first drink. at the age of thirteen he had his first ciggarete. and at the age of thirteen and a half he tried weed and that opened up the gates of hell.
His parents Eric and Diane had done everything to raise him well, but he was a bad seed.
It didnt help that his best friend, Ron Beasley, encouraged the behavior. They first sent him to treatment when he was fourteen. He ran away. They sent him again when he was fifteen and a half. He had Ron sneak him in narcotics.

Now he was a senior at George Washington high school.
The SATs next weekend, his father said.
Yeah i know, i bought a review book.
you havent opened it once.
In his mind he saw it-on the basement floor, next to the bar, alcohol spilled on it after a night of hard partying.
What would his parents say if they new he and ron had thrown a party the night of his grandma’s 85th birthday?

There was no way he’d pass his SAT. absolutely no way.
That night he picked up ron.
There’s no way im going to pass my SAT.
And do you honetly think i will? We’ve been hanging out since 6th grade and have always been drowning at the C level.
We’ve got to pass-ASU is our dream school, dude.
Well, what are our options?
Randy pondered.
Well we could study together.
no.
We could hire tutors.
Only in they’re hot. so no.
Or we could steal the awnsers.
Now your talking!!

That night they went back to randy’s basement and plotted the scheme.
He grabbed two beers out of his bar fridge.
Your parents are oblivious. Seriously.
Ha, i know. They know im a bad kid, i think they ve given up. But if i get into asu, they’d be so happy. They’d know im not just a screw up.
Ok focus. Ms Roberts is one of the facilitators of the SAT, i know shes on the board for it. Im pretty sure that i once saw her putting a folder labeled SAT in her lower desk drawre.
Wow Ron, you would remember that, creep. You have a crush on Robert’s!
Shut up jerk off. i’m pretty sure that the janitors leave door seven open on the weekends. all we have to do is wait until everyone is gone this friday night, sneak in, get the test and pass with flying colors this saturday!
And how are you sure that no teachers will be there?
If there are teachers there will just say were going to robotics club meeting.
haha. likely story.
Alright go home , rest up.
I cant drive.
Dose it look like i can.

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