Monday began and I left the hospital where my mom was staying. I was skating down the Highway 6 feeder and this lady came up on my ass honking tell me to stop skating on the road. As I passed her at the light she started cussing me out, “Dumbass skater get off the fucking road, fucking jackass.” I yelled back, “You dumb bitch shut the fuck up.” I was skating through the traffic, weaving in and out. As she drove pass she was cussing and going on, I just flipped her off. About 10 blocks down a cop passed me and one came up behind me light and sirens, the works. He came over the P.A. “Stop, put your hands on your head and get on your knees”, I kept on walking, “Stop… Stop… STOP!” He jump out of his car and tackled me. “Why didn’t you stop,” he asked. I told him “I didn’t know you were talking to me.” He laughed. After thirty minutes of him searching my backpack and talking he decided that he would give me a ride up to the gas station across from the school, but with the light and sirens going. Finally, we arrived and he un-cuffed me thank god I didn’t know anyone there. Not too long after he left; Mike, Sarah and Alex made their way to the gas station. A cigarette or two later and once again we were late for school. This time without the Truck, the idea of skipping racked our brains. Minutes later we boarded a A&M bus and we traveled off into our Days of a New.
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