Gang Gang

Author's Note: Damn, this was fun to write.

It's after school. But you're not outside the front gate. You're out back in the alleyway behind the school. The rear wall of the school building looms over you, hemming you in.

With you is the goth squad. They've gathered you here to see if you're worthy of joining them. Frankie unfurls a rolled up canvas on the ground. Inside is a can of spray paint among other tools of delinquency.

"Before you can join us," says Frankie. "You've gotta prove yourself."

"Yeah!" Says Julie, chiming in.

"And we're not talking no sex stuff. That's what you need from us. We're talking real gangland shit."

"Gang gang!" Yells Joey.

"Show us what you're made of, no-gina."

You pick up the can of spray paint and start on the wall.

"Holy shit!" Says Susie. "This crazy ass is tagging swears on school property. In cursive!"

Frankie crosses her arms. "Nice start. Keep it coming."

You take out the hammer and a metal spike and chisel some initials beneath your elegantly spray-painted curse words.

"Hmph!" Frankie looks away. "It's not like I'm impressed or anything. Not yet."

You rack your brain trying to think of something else to do. Then you remember... You reach into your pocket and pull out a small book.

"I borrowed this from the library today. And you know what? I'm not going to return it! I don't care how many late fees they give me!"

"Holy BALLS!" Shouts Susie, clenching her hands repeatedly.

Joey slams her fist through the air. "This dog is out of his mind!"

"You son of a bitch," says Frankie. "You're in!"

You punch the sky. "Whoop whoop!"

And then everyone clapped.