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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:04:52 GMT -5
Trey didn’t know where he was, he was fast to sleep in the back seat. He slowly begin waking up, when he heard a hard stop.
“Trey! Wake yo ass up!” shouted Mom.
Trey was still asleep. Mom puts on her seat belt and goes to park the car.
She zooms in on purpose and slams down on breaks, hard. Trey goes falling off the seat, down on the floor. “What the fuck!?”
“Watch yo MOUTH!” shouted Mom, trying to reach back there to hit him. “Wait, till we get out the car.”
“Dang, sorry Mom. I was sleep..”
“Sleep nothing. Just wait till you get out.”
Mom took off her seat belt and gets out the car. “Come on!” she shouted.
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Post by Bryan Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:08:29 GMT -5
Bryan is already getting the stuff out the car and walking up the steps. He throws the bags in the apartment and look around.
A flatscreen HDTV, Nice couch, good looking kitchen, big fridge, clean bathroom.
He went to look at the bedrooms
Bryan: Hold up! Theres only two bedrooms....
His mom appears from behind with her bags
Mom: Yes, you two will be sharing a room.....
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:11:26 GMT -5
Trey was rubbing his forehead from when he felt off thee seat. He had his big NIKE bag on his back. with the bag with his shoes in his right hand. His thought his mom must of forgot to hit him, but he didn’t say much. He looked around and heard his mom say, “You two will be sharing rooms.”
Trey turns around, looking at her. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What?”
“Did I stutter? You two are sharing rooms.” saids Mom.
“WHAT?! Me and Him. MAN!! I knew this life was gonna get worst for me, sooner or later. Damnit!” Trey goes pouting to the room, slamming the door behind him. He locks it on purpose, while he lays back on the bed. “Ah. Peace and quiet.”
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Post by Bryan Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:13:23 GMT -5
Mom: Trey....TREY MICHEAL LEWIS YOU OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR RIGHT NOW OR I WILL SHOVE MY FOOT UP YOUR ASS!
Bryan knows he doesn't even have to wait long
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:14:24 GMT -5
"Damn." mumbles Trey. Trey gets off the bed and goes unlock the door. Trey goes grabbing his bags, walking to the closet to put his stuff away.
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Post by Bryan Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:15:55 GMT -5
Bryan walks in and sees two bed and slumps his bags next to it. He drops down on the bed and turn on the flat panel radios
Bryan: Nice...
He turns over and lies down and dozes off
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:21:11 GMT -5
Trey looks behind him to see Bryan was sleep. Trey digs deep into his bag to pull out a Colt King Cobra Revolver. He pushes out the cylinder, looking to see if bullets were in it, there was 4 more bullets in it. He places the cylinder back in the cartridge of the gun, spinning the cylinder around, placing it back in the bag. He zips the bag up and throws it under his bed.
Trey takes off his grey jacket, putting in the closet. He takes off his sweatpants, but he had on some blue checked pajamas pants underneath. He throws the grey sweatpants in the closet, without hanging it up. Trey hops in his bed, turning out the light to go to sleep.
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Post by Bryan Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:24:01 GMT -5
Bryan snores a bit as he awoke a little, He heard a door shut. He was pretty sure his mother was now on her way to bed. He dug his head deep into the pillow and fell into a deep sleep, dreaming about what would happen tomorrow
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:26:39 GMT -5
Trey woke up a bit, taking a phone that was nearby, and launches it at Bryan's head. "Man, you better shut up, snoring dude."
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Post by Bryan Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:29:27 GMT -5
Bryan rubbed his had waking up a little "You aint on no damn phone, you sleep walking...Now take yo ass back to sleep....."
Bryan turned back around and hit his head on the wall his bed was near
Bryan: SHIT!
Mom: WHAT?!?! WHO SAID THAT!?!?
Bryan doesn't answer as he digs his head deep into the pillow again faking as he is sleeping, just incase his mother comes in
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:30:49 GMT -5
Trey breaks out laughing, then yells "That was BRYAN!" while laughing still.
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Post by Bryan Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:34:54 GMT -5
Bryan still fakes as he is sleeping but turns around and sees something that looks like a gremblin with make up. It was his mother, with her night gear on holding a skinny belt
"Man what the??"
Bryans mom slaps the belt off of his neck as Bryan gets shocked and lets out a streak of pain and puts the cover over his body.
Mom: Now go to sleep!"
She slams the door and goes into her room and falls asleep once more. He sleeps with a pillow covering his head as he is knocked out sleeping
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:36:25 GMT -5
Trey tries to hold in his laughs and go back to sleep. "I bet you got loads of bumps on that head now." Trey laughs then turns on his side, heading to sleep.
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Post by Bryan Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:37:39 GMT -5
Sleeps silently and peacefully, as the Slow R&B continues to play
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 3, 2008 2:39:23 GMT -5
Trey grabs a remort control and throws it at the flat panel radio, making a loud noise. "BRYAN, DID IT!" saids Trey, then goes to sleep.
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