Strange Experience: First Launch

Hello! Alek here!

This is a fiction where I put some of my personal experiences I happen to have with my friends. Names have changed and some of the parts may be exagerated or fantazised.

Anyways, this is more of an scapegoat of reality than anything else, but even so I hope you enjoy it!

Thanks for reading!


Strange Experience: When friends meet, the absurd unleashes – First Launch.

Occurence One.

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“UNO!”

“FUCK!”

“YOU’VE DONE IT NOW!!!”

“Fucker!!”

While Nathan exclaimed his victory cry, all the other players fell to their knees. They’ve now done it. They had no money for the rest of the month. That would not be so worriesome… But it was the first day of the month-

It was worriesome.

“Another! I demand another round! All or nothing!”

Exclaimed Jean, while showing the las dollar he had in his pocket.

“What?! Are you crazy?! You plan to keep playing?!”

Asked Clive, another of the losers.

“Let him; he just want his money back. I haven’t lost that much money, but if I were him, I’d do the same.”

Added Lauren, who at leas had some money for the gas.

These four guys, were a little group of friends in Saint Crossfield Academy; They go to second year of highschool.

“Idiots will always be idiots! Haha!” Shouted Nathan while laughing and setting the cards anew.

“Well, I’m over here. I’ll go for a drink. Wanna come?” Said Lauren to Clive as he started to walk.

“I’m in” Said Clive as he tagged along.

They were playing cards in the corner of the classroom, opposite to the door.

So when they arrived to the door and turned the knob-

*Struggle*

“Mmm…? It does not open… Shit I forgot…” Said Lauren as he dejctedly dropped his shoulders.

“We’re trapped aren’t we.” Said Clive as he remembers too.

Occurence Two.

“UNO! AHAHAAHAHHAAHA!”

Shouted Jean as he reclaimed all the money he had lost, plus the money the others bet.

“Hey guys! How are things going there?”

Asked Nathan as he stood up from his chair.

“So-so… You already lost?” Asked Clive.

“Yeah… Than fucker always has a missive amount of luck when it comes to rematches.” Said Nathan.

Right now, they were suposed to be in a 4-hour conference of “How to manage your wealth”, and they had been there for almost 1 and a half hour.

That meant they had 3 hours left.

“Can’t we just wait for someone to come back?” Asked Jean as he saved all the money in his pocket.

“Don’t misunderstand me, but by no means I enjoy being trapped in a room with three stupid guys you know.” Replied Lauren as he tried to open the door with a hairpin and a clip.

“And for god’s sake, buy a wallet Jean!” He added as he listened how the coins in his pocket made an annoying sound.

“No way! I’ve told you that the thieves always steal it!” Said Jean as he positioned some meters away from the door.

“Ready?” Asked Clive.

Lauren moved out of the way and-

*SMASH!!*

With a deluxe kick, Jean opened the door. But-

*GUHAH!!*

“”””Oh, it’s Mr. Johan””””

Said the four of them as they saw the knocked teacher.

Occuerence Three.

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“Black Jack!!”

Shouted Jean as Clive made a guts pose.

“Fuck!”

“You’ll pay next time!!”

Said Lauren and Nathan as they both took of their pants.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

Said Mr. Johan as he came back from reporting them; he had a band aid in his forehead and was stroking his stomach.

“…………………………. Boys love?”

“””OF COURSE NOT IDIOT!!”””

Shouted Clive, Nathan and Lauren to Jean’s statement.

“Please put your pants and go home….” Said Mr. Johan with a “I can’t stand you” voice.

“Also… When you are playing like that, the first thing you should take off are the shoes, not the pants… Idiots…” Added Mr. Johan as he left.

“…………………….. He’s got a point.”

Said Lauren as he and Nathan picked up their pants.

Then, when they were to go out-

*Struggle*

“Eh?” Let out Lauren as he tried to open his car’s door with the hand in his pocket.

“Fuck….” Said Jean.

“You’re suposed to take the keys out of the car, Lauren”

Said Clive as he face palmed and Nathan went to look for a clothespin.

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