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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