Demitri - Another day with the same old same old
#1 of Demitr's new school
checked by ShadowFist18. I am tired and I didn't really take my time with this story so it is short. My mind is going dead.
Well, they week seemed to be the usual crappy school week until Thursday came along is when it got one my bad side. I got to school late I didn't care since I can walk there in under five minutes even when I have to walk up a sixty-degree hill so the trip is about around two hundred feet. Well the day seemed to go fine until eight hour...Spanish we had a test and if you need to know we had a one sheet we wrote one and a piece of old ass paper with the picture(the questions) we had to write the answer down (perfectly no misspelling or else it's wrong) and when I got on the last one and I didn't know (it's a picture with a guy singing) I forget it so I put esingar it was wrong I forget what it was and so I was pissed also it was veterans day so we had the program and then Friday passed by.
"I love this song it reminds me of my brothers' friends and my bros," John said listening to 'These are my People' by Rodney Atkins. It does sound like that generation of people. The new generation like me and everyone else but John didn't do what they did. John he was special he smoked weed and drank whiskey, preferably Jack Daniels, without making a face and he did everything like his bros did like me he had two bros and a sis. His sister moved away to Milwaukee and his bros are in towns 30 mins (if you drive 70 mph) away from this town. Anyway he was an A student but he didn't show it or do it for and so that's why me and him were held back. He does have some good grades but he rather play games and be social on the net. John also didn't like being talked shit to cause he'll stand up even if he can't really fight he doesn't like to be called a fag by no one.
"Well at least you don't listen to that sad country." I said not wanting to get sad while watching him drive like a manic in the woods that almost surround the town in his 99' Chevy Silverado Z71 LT black truck I was also hoping we don't get lost in the hundreds of miles of trails he was going only 50 but slowed down to 40 mph which relaxed me to know that he knows what the trucks limits are even with that story he told me of his bro flipping one of the father's trucks an old ass ford that he repainted and fixed. So has we passed Logging trucks, other trucks, and ATV riders I noticed there isn't really that much DNR around so I was surprised but then thinking about it no by much.
"Meow, lets listen to International Harvester," He said.
"Did you say meow?" I asked.
"No I said now how do you get meow out of now? Meow that is just weird!" he yelled over the music. This is what happens when you watch a movie like Super Troopers and it gives you friends a thought.
"just lets go back I don't like going 60 down this trail." I said
" I don't do sixty I am only going are 45 and that is way to fast around he one wrong move and you might get stabbed by a tree branch or my axle will be ripped out like what happened to my brother and then you get impaled by a broke branch," he said angry, I shouldn't have made that last one he grew up here in this dieing town. It's a nice town not like the city. It was small like a village but it's nice to see stars instead of black sky. When we got back me and him went to his room and just made out for a minute or two. He liked listening to his country rock. He was sad seeing it shrink he grew up here, if your from the city you wouldn't know what it is like to live in a place like we do. Nice, peaceful, and everything else you can't get out of the city. Sure it was boring but when you have something you like to do you'll love it here even the ability to drink and piss outside in the woods. It was beautiful even when you don't have to breathe in car exhaust like in the city (if breathing in car fumes isn't bad why is smoking?) and parents everyone knows everyone basically.
So we played games until one in the morning with a little help of our buddy Jack, Jim, and our Bud Weiser and Miller. We didn't drink much just to get a buzz so I wouldn't lose that much control over my emotions. We played Black Ops zombies we didn't get past level ten, damn zombies. I passed out for a little bit then I felt John tucking me in and kissed me goodnight and going online and doing funny voices and comments.
I strained to stay up and hear his comments "Hey god damn it you mehecan stop stabbing me before I call the cops and have you deported back to Cuba." John said "Shut up you window licker mic abuser I don't care what I say." the other person said. "Well Achmed I don't care who you blow just if it's not me..." I didn't hear the rest as I fell a sleep.