He is 13, his body is changing. He was only 5' 6" two months ago and now he is 5'8".Gosh, he is changing fast. Now it's not only his physical changes, it's also his psychological thinking that's altering.
He is 13, his body is changing. He was only 5' 6" two months ago and now he is 5'8".Gosh, he is changing fast. Now it's not only his physical changes, it's also his psychological thinking that's altering.
Now let me tell you what young Brad is thinking at the moment. He is 13, his body is changing. He was only 5' 6" two months ago and now he is 5'8".Gosh, he is changing fast. Now it's not only his physical changes, it's also his psychological thinking that's altering. A couple of months ago he liked going out with his father fishing and his mother shopping. Now however he only thinks about hanging out with his best friend Alan Timor. School life is hard for a boy especially when you are a loner.
Brad thinks he is quite happy that he has at least one friend in Alan and not just a friend, his best friend. They are like Laurel and Hardy or Dumb and Dumber except the fact that they are cooler than the previous four.
It's Sunday morning. There is a bang on his door.
"Badd Wake Up" shouts his sister Jane.
She always used to call him Bad because of the troubles he had in his life.
"Your friend is here" she adds.
As Brad opens his room's door he sees his friend Alan smiling at him in the living room.
"Alan you are here. This early" asks Brad.
"Ya bud, But it's already 8.30. My folks were planning a picnic. You know how I hate going out with them. So I came here." Says Alan.
Brad remembers Alan hated going out with his father and stepmother. He always hated his stepmother who was only 2 years older than his big sister.
"So what you told them" asks Brad.
"Well I told them your family invited me to a day out," Says Alan.
"A day out what's that supposed to mean." Says Brad.
"Well, my father just wants to be with his wife. So he didn't ask" Says Alan.
"Well, I envy you, man. You can slip out any time "Says Brad.
"Not always. If my sister got only a hint. She will ground me" Says Alan.
Alan's sister is 7 years older than him. But she was like a mother to him always asking him about his whereabouts.
"So we can have cereals. But what's the plan?" asks Brad.
"Well, we can sneak in the 9th grader's party this afternoon. I heard they have a big party" Says Alan.
"Common they won't let us in." Says Brad.
"Just look at us. We are as tall as they are and you know what maybe even taller. The chicks will dig us." Says Alan.
"Going to a farm today?" asks Brad's mother as she enters the scene.
"Hello, Mr. Penn." Says Alan.
"Hello, young man. So what you boys up to today"
"Well, we are going to our friend's house." Says Alan.
"How nice of you. I am happy he has you as a friend. Otherwise, he doesn't like meeting people" Says Brad's mom.
"Well he's friendly in School," Says Alan.
"Is he? Well, I wish he was here." Says Brad's mom.
"Mom. C'mon Alan let's go to my room" Says Brad as he pulls Alan to his room.
.........
(Brad's room)
Alan: Hey bro. How about you try these(He pulls out a cigarette)
Brad: My sister sneaks into my room. She will tell my parents.
Alan: Well Cmon. In the attic??
Brad: I guess Dad won't be here till Thursday. We can go but we will wait till my sister goes out.
Alan: Stop being a chicken. You are going to be a man now.
Brad: Well I got still 3 years. Dad told me we reach adulthood when we are 16.
Alan: Ya so why don't you wait until 16 to grow a penis.
Brad: Ok The attic now.
Brad and Alan are smoking in the attic. Brad is taking a puff from the cigarette.
Alan: Hey C'mon share.
Brad: Sorry. Hey, do you have some more?
Alan: See madness is like all you need is a push.
Brad: No Well I already put myself in danger. Even if I smoked another it doesn't change the fact.
Alan: See when I think I'm the cool one, you always steal my wind.
Brad: Only gonna steal that smoke.
Alan: I hope it's not the same with the girls bro.
Brad: Girls. I thought we were only gonna check them out.
Alan: Ya check them, flip them, and fill them out if you know what I mean.
Brad: I don't know what you mean but it sounds like I like what you mean............,
Alan and Brad are seen jumping from a wall into a house. Alan points at the gates of the house.
Alan: OK Brad. That's the party. Will Thomas be that 9th grader who thinks he is smart? I'm gonna show him who is smart.
Brad: Ya he did pull your collar but that was like 6 months ago.
Alan: Ya But 6 months later who is taller and stronger and smarter?
Brad: OK that girl will be our diversion. Wow, who is that?
Alan: Which one?
Brad: The pretty one.
Alan: Both are pretty.
Brad: The one with the green dress.
Alan: OK let's run now
Alan and Brad run through the gates as the watchman is busy talking to the girls. As they enter the gates they are seen by Will Thomas.
"Well what do you know" Says Will Thomas as he looks at the two boys.
Alan and Brad enter the party unaware of the fact that the organizer Will Thomas saw them. They see young boys and girls drinking and dancing. They join them.
Alan: See I told you they'll let us in.
Brad: You're the man.
Alan: We are the man. And we are going to rock all night baby.
Brad: Hey that's the girl I saw earlier.
Alan: Hey I know her. Her name is Violet.
Brad: Pretty name pretty girl.
Alan: You want me to set her up?
Brad: Oookkk.
Alan goes to the girl and talks with her and then calls Brad.
Alan: This is my best friend Brad. Brad this is Violet.
Brad: Hey
Violet: Hi! So Alan's your best friend.
Brad: Well if he says so
Violet:(laughs)you're funny. You want some drink.
Alan: Hey just one ok? We got the whole day.
Brad: Hey man. Be cool(Whispering)
Alan: OK. You fool.
........
Violet: So I heard you can drink?
Brad: You know me?
Violet: Well Brad right?
Brad: No I mean about drinking
Violet: Well I saw you and Alan at the gutter bar near school.
Brad: Sometimes.
Violet brings a bottle of vodka. She pours in a glass.
Violet: How about a shot?
Brad: Ok
Brad drinks the shot. Time-lapse as Brad has already drunk 3 shots of vodka.
Brad: Wooh. I am moving.
Violet: Ya you are.
Seeing Brad drunk she kisses him. And begins to shout.
Brad is confused as to what is happening. Moments later a muscular young man appears.
Man: So you kissed my girlfriend punk.
Brad: Wait. What?
Man: You know I can call the cops for trying to harass a girl. But you know what I'll do this.
The man punches Brad. Alan comes from behind and attacks the man. Both of them are beaten up by 3 other strong-built men.
Will: Ahhh..Intruders. First, they come and now fight eh?
Brad: I didn't. He started it.
Will: You intrude, then try to rape, and now lie.
Alan: Your girl was the one who kissed him.
Will: Did she?
Violet nods her head as she winks at Brad.
Will: You don't understand do you? You kids are not allowed into our party. What makes you think you can be here?
Alan: Maybe because we got bigger balls and hair around than you.
Will: Haha. Look collar guy I don't like beating kids. So next time when you enter any party. Make sure that it's yours
Brad and Alan are tossed from the wall.
Brad begins to think whatever happened he feels good. He never had touched a girl in his life and now he had kissed one. And not just one, a hot one and a senior.
Alan: Hey you look happy. Was it the kiss?
Brad: Ya I think so.
Alan: Well that's one phase of knowing a woman
Brad: Maybe.
Alan and Brad return to the playground knowing that both smell of alcohol.
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