Sunday, April 27, 2014
Days of a New Volume 2: Part 1
Now before I dropped out, before we skipped, before everything. It was simpler. We go back to August 2013, two months before everything went downhill. I had just started at Whataburger, moved with my mother into my new apartment, and started my 11th grade year at school. "Devon" , "DEVON" , I turn to my best friend now a student at my high school. I ran to him, he to me. In the middle where we met the greatest hug the world had see two brothers share took place. And things seemed to shine for a while, but time passed and my mother became ill and enter the hospital for 17 days of 2 months. While my mother was in the hospital the day came for Grand Theft Auto Fans to line and party for GTA V's Midnight September 17th release. And as two hardcore gamers Mike and I spent the day gaming hard. Then as the sunset came, we waited for bus 12 which came. We rode it to best buy in hopes of a release party. NO. Then we traveled to GameStop which was a mile away. The walked the entire way there only to wait and game more. Mike who at the time live off southwest parkway. Needed to get home to for some unknown reason. We packed up camp and headed to mikes. Once there we said goodbye and I hauled to the release party at GameStop, I made it in time. Only to enjoy the new GTA a hundred fold. That night was spent with a controller, six monsters, and a couch under my ass. I woke up at 3pm to the sound of my mom fresh from the hospital asking me why I was not at school. OOOOPS!
Monday, March 17, 2014
Days of a New -- Our True Beginning
Let's go back a couple years to that day, the day a friendship built to last a lifetime was born, the day I met my brother Mike. I a lonely skater in a country-ass school who needed a friend. I found that friend in a Big Man new to the school. And so from that day our friendship, our brotherhood has grown from Car crashes, Street races, heavy drug use, Long walks to receive energy, and theft from Walmart and Hastings. To epic adventures if sure and true pandaemonium. And as all good things do, our reign in Anderson, Texas ended. But it opened a new chapter, an amazing chapter to unfold in the streets of College Station. And so to all the naysayers who ever said anything, we say FUCK you... Hard.
Monday, February 17, 2014
Days of a New Volume 2: Coming Soon
You've followed to events that changed our lives. Follow us as we change even more. Volume 2 coming Spring 2014. Also coming soon Volume 1: Mike's View.
Day of a New Volume 1: Part 10
So that next Monday after the events of Friday decided to return for a day of school. ISS was quiet almost dead. One by one we were called to the office, only to be questioned about a so called trip to Houston. I was asked where I was, I responded "I was at the skate-park having the greatest session in the world". Then told that they knew I had gone to Houston with Mike, Sarah, Alex and Sierra. Funny right because Mike didn't show for school. Sarah was still ISS waiting to be questioned and so was Sierra. "So Alex told you, right?" I questioned. Some Douche in the office told me he wasn't at liberty to tell me his informant. After a few questions like where you with Mike, was mike driving, I told them I plead the 5th. I was told to return to ISS and would be serving 30 days of Venture (Jail for School, which damn the should just made me attend my high school, its jail enough.) I wear a bracelet with the name "Jordan Ivory Craig" on it. Jordan was a friend who killed herself and on her grave I swore I would wear her name for name for the rest of my life. The rules at venture are no bracelets. So I was told to never return to Venture unless I decided to follow dress code. I never returned. Then came court, the judge ordered me to drop out of high school, which I did. I was also ordered to never return to high school in the state of Texas, and I am not to step foot on CSISD campuses (If I do they can file criminal trespass on me.) Thus the Days of a New ended, I have been asked if I would change anything about those days. No, because for us those days changed everything. Those days will follow us till the day we die. They were for us the DAYS OF A NEW.
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Sunday, February 16, 2014
Days of a New Volume 1: Part 9
The trip continued once reached downtown Houston. The skyline came into view. Mike look like a boy in a candy store, ready to pounce on everything in reach. We conversed as we discussed how to go about our day, the trip was taken by the seat of our pants. But before we could do anything we needed gas. That was a rush. After finding enough change to make a dollar so Mike could overdraw his account. Next find a Chase Bank, this task came to my hands in control of the steering wheel. On the way to the bank we pass a Civic just meant to race so that's what I did raced all the way down FM 1960. The bank was down from where the racing ended. A quick deposit and $99 dollars overdrawn and the tank was full. The truck purred out of the gas station. We decided to stop for some lunch. We didn't have a cent to our name so anywhere worked right. Olive Garden was the spot of choice, lunch was great until the bill arrived that is. Dine and Dash, now this would have work had it not been for that Jackass Alex. The managers were alerted, only Mike and I escaped. Mike had me take the wheel and case the restaurant from I-45, we made several trips around. "We are going to have to leave them" Mike said. I respond "That's my fucking girlfriend we are not leaving her behind". During that last trip around we found them walking along the feeder, they hoped in and we hauled ass down the highway, every so often I checked for police tails. Once we reached Conroe city limits I drove the rest of the way home easily hitting 85 mph the entire way. Once we reached College Station, I switch with Mike and leave for work. That day ended simply. And it was all over right. WRONG!
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Days of a New Volume 1: Part 8
This was the last eventful day in our chapter. That was the day we traveled in to Houston. It rained early that morning before we had ever decided to skip. After that "I don't want to go to school, how about you" conversation, we piled into the truck. Now we had no plans just like any day before, we start by kicking up some back road dirt, then Mike asked what do you guys want to do. Let's go to. Houston. And with a half a tank of gas and a why the fuck not we headed off into the storm. Thirty miles later we hit it the rain was dense you could only see feet in front of you. Bad start right, soon after we hit 290 the storm started to clear. Houston city limits the sign shimmered, so perfect. Pit-stop & an a-temp on a skate session, bought a Black & Mild. Then we headed further into the city. Deep into the heart of Home.
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Days of a New Volume 1: Part 7
Thursday we attended the school that we had been trying to avoid that day was silent, underneath that Thursday grew what was to come. That day came and went as we traveled further into the days of a new the more we learned about life about freedom and about true joy, true bliss. We traveled through the back country and went off road, mudded, we even crashed the truck into a massive wood and metal gate (It gate was destroyed, the truck had no damage). We made jumps and raced through town on the thought that this is forever. The high didn't fade it was amazing. We went to Anderson- Shiro High and flipped off the people inside. Mike hit the E- brake on a back woods dirt road and drifted a good 50 feet and then scrambled to fix the tire that we destroyed the tread on. These days were magic, I hoped that would never end. But that wasn't the case.
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