I am blue rock.
Back in the day Richie, Michael, and I, used to surf together every other day. One hot summer day we were at the pier, the worst place to be in the summer, it was packed, but we had been surfing since six when there was no one there. So after 5 hours of surfing, Michael and I were walking back to the car, Richie said he had to do something real quick. Mike was putting the boards on top of the car and I was about to open it, when I saw Richie running towards us screaming, "Get in the car, get in the car!" About 150 feet behind him were 3 guys, probably in their twenties and very pissed off, scary. A quick shot of adrenaline merged the ground and the sky, my legs went numb, and worst of all: my hands started shaking. Breathe in, breathe out. They aren't big, I could take em, I will take em, Or not, Just drive away, but my hand was still shaking. The world opened back up fast.
Richie: Open the fucking door!
Neil: I can't.
100 feet.
Richie: Why not?
Neil: Richie maybe you deserve it.
Richie: What?!?!
50 feet.
Michael: Give me the keys!
Neil: No! Alright I'm not opening this car until both of you calm down.
20 feet.
I opened the door and stomped it. Later Richie told us he somehow accidentally threw the guys bag in the ocean, filled with cell phone, wallet, and car keys.
Antoine: Yo, Neil, man, he didn't leave me a key, a way to get in, nothin man, I'm fucked, I'm so fucked.
Neil: Hey! Calm the fuck down. What happened?
Antoine: The guy who loads da vending machine he fuckin
Neil: The vending machine is the drop-off?
Antoine: Nah man, Mr. X's room is the drop-off.
Neil: What?!?!?!
Antoine: It aint my fuckin plan, I just do wut de say.
Neil: What's the real problem?
Antoine: Big man's on da way, and I aint got da stuff.
Neil: And it's in Mr. X's room.
Antoine: Ya it's in dere, and he aint, and I aint got no key er nuthin.
"Well go get it." I said, handing over my rings. The site of a big blackie easily punching through thick glass never gets old. The next day he was much calmer. They had a car accident, the police came and found everything, the whole crew was in jail, and about to go to prison. He now owned everything.
I am going back to surfing seriously. Everyday, before school, after, both. I realized I have to run every single day to stay in shape. Tallahassee and Harrisburg for spring break, not too bad. Other than that, running, eating, running, eating, party, sleep. I am blue. I am rock. I am constant. Nothing can stop me. Not even people with bad attitudes and funny accents.