"Come on, I need some Cheetos and a mountain dew! You promised, dude!" "Dude! I have a migraine! I'm not driving you to the gas station!" "I'd drive if I knew how!" The sixteen-year-old snapped back at his mentor and friend. "FINE! Tomorrow I'll teach you how to drive, and you can take the Stanza!"
There were no Cheetos that night, but the night after, Gary found himself sitting nervously in the front seat of the Stanza, moving slowly down the highway. 24 sitting next to him looking nervous. 21's hands set at 10 and 2. "Alright, dude, you're doing fine. Give'er some gas already before we get pulled over for going too slow!" "DUDE! I am unlicensed, uninsured and flipping terrified! Ease off!" "Chill, bro, you have a permit, right? Licensed adult, owner of the car. It's fine."
He probably should have admitted he didn't ACTUALLY have a permit, but that was fine, they were professional bad guys. Duh. By the time they reached the nearest 7/11, Gary had been white knuckling so long that he thought he might break the wheel. Twenty four laughing as he patted him on the back. "Come on, Kid. Let's go get some muchies!"
Stepping out and following his friend closely as it truly hit him. "Oh my god, DUDE! I drove, and didn't hit anything!" "You did pretty good, 21." "Dude!" It was all he could yell again as he grabbed the case of Mt Dew, and a few bags of chips. 24 had his own snacks picked out, but they knew they'd share, they always do. "Can I drive back?" "Duh. You're getting as much experience as possible, then we're getting your license." "About that.... Uh, my mom wouldn't sign for it last year... so I don't, actually." "No problem, dude, just ask Dr. Girlfriend to file it with the guild. They can bypass that." "Seriously?" "Probably, just ask her." "I SO will! Should we get her a snack for payment?" "Dude, you don't even know what she likes! And you're gonna, have to get more confident behind the wheel before you bother her. Let's just pay and go!.. You're also paying for gas for these lessons too."
"Sweet, deal!" He called back as he paid for his snacks, heading back to the Stanza. Slipping back in the driver seat, hands back at 10 and 2 he looked too 24 as he got in. "Maybe I can learn to drive a manual soon!" "Dude, I have to ask..." A concerned tone in his voice. "What?" "If your mom wouldn't sign for your permit, how did you get her to sign you out of school?" "Uhhh..." a guilty look crossed his face as 21 started the car and looked back to back the car up to take them home. "Never mind that, just know it was handled."
It was not in fact handled. He was just lucky he had slipped through the cracks, and that for some reason his teachers never reported him missing.
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twoton_twentyone) wrote2023-08-17 11:25 pm
Driving Lessons with 24
"Dude! I have a migraine! I'm not driving you to the gas station!"
"I'd drive if I knew how!" The sixteen-year-old snapped back at his mentor and friend.
"FINE! Tomorrow I'll teach you how to drive, and you can take the Stanza!"
There were no Cheetos that night, but the night after, Gary found himself sitting nervously in the front seat of the Stanza, moving slowly down the highway. 24 sitting next to him looking nervous. 21's hands set at 10 and 2. "Alright, dude, you're doing fine. Give'er some gas already before we get pulled over for going too slow!"
"DUDE! I am unlicensed, uninsured and flipping terrified! Ease off!"
"Chill, bro, you have a permit, right? Licensed adult, owner of the car. It's fine."
He probably should have admitted he didn't ACTUALLY have a permit, but that was fine, they were professional bad guys. Duh. By the time they reached the nearest 7/11, Gary had been white knuckling so long that he thought he might break the wheel. Twenty four laughing as he patted him on the back. "Come on, Kid. Let's go get some muchies!"
Stepping out and following his friend closely as it truly hit him. "Oh my god, DUDE! I drove, and didn't hit anything!"
"You did pretty good, 21."
"Dude!" It was all he could yell again as he grabbed the case of Mt Dew, and a few bags of chips. 24 had his own snacks picked out, but they knew they'd share, they always do. "Can I drive back?"
"Duh. You're getting as much experience as possible, then we're getting your license."
"About that.... Uh, my mom wouldn't sign for it last year... so I don't, actually."
"No problem, dude, just ask Dr. Girlfriend to file it with the guild. They can bypass that."
"Seriously?"
"Probably, just ask her."
"I SO will! Should we get her a snack for payment?"
"Dude, you don't even know what she likes! And you're gonna, have to get more confident behind the wheel before you bother her. Let's just pay and go!.. You're also paying for gas for these lessons too."
"Sweet, deal!" He called back as he paid for his snacks, heading back to the Stanza. Slipping back in the driver seat, hands back at 10 and 2 he looked too 24 as he got in. "Maybe I can learn to drive a manual soon!"
"Dude, I have to ask..." A concerned tone in his voice.
"What?"
"If your mom wouldn't sign for your permit, how did you get her to sign you out of school?"
"Uhhh..." a guilty look crossed his face as 21 started the car and looked back to back the car up to take them home. "Never mind that, just know it was handled."
It was not in fact handled. He was just lucky he had slipped through the cracks, and that for some reason his teachers never reported him missing.